In the next few days, Zhao Ziliang was busy dealing with the remains of his fallen soldiers and the corresponding pensions, and also asked the doctor to arrange unified treatment for the wounded soldiers.
The only thing left to save their lives was to reward the meritorious soldiers.
The soldiers killed the enemy and captured the spoils from the enemy as their own.
The captured cattle, sheep and horses, as well as the proceeds from the raids on the homes of enemy generals or ministers, must be handed over.
Therefore, every soldier who is still alive has more or less on his body.
There are some valuable trophies, which is one of the reasons why soldiers like to follow a general who can fight and often win battles.
In fact, everyone knows very well that the trophies obtained by killing the enemy on the battlefield and seizing them from their corpses are really limited, and their value is also limited.
The most valuable and largest trophies are those that are seized from the enemy's lair after defeating the enemy. , so after this battle, the one who captured the most was no one else, but the leading general who was the first to enter Suiye City and attack the palace of Fire-Tutting Immortal, because the palace of Fire-Tutting Immortal had the most wealth.
On the contrary, Gai Jiayun, the commander-in-chief, did not capture anything.
Of course, the generals below would also be wise to present some rare treasures and property to him.
The garrison envoys such as Fu Meng Lingcha captured very little, much less than Zhao Ziliang and Gao Xianzhi.
This was because he was not on the front line.
Of course, Zhao Ziliang and Gao Xianzhi could not eat alone, and they did not dare not to ask their husbands Meng Lingcha sent some filial piety.
For example, Zhao Ziliang sent three things to his husband, Meng Lingcha.
Thousands of cattle, sheep and horses, and two carts of gold and silver jewelry.
As for Gao Xianzhi, although his seizures in Henglus City were not as large as those captured by Zhao Ziliang in several consecutive battles, they were not much different.
He was not a Han himself, and he knew that he He was not popular with many Han people, so he paid more filial piety to his husband, Meng Lingcha.
Distributing rewards, caring for the wounded, and handling the bodies of fallen soldiers are just trivial matters.
Although tedious, they are easy to handle as long as you do your best.
What made Zhao Zi's conscience the most painful was that he also lost a lot of troops in this battle.
The troops and horses he brought from Diazhuai City plus his own retinue and the retinues of other generals and commanders totaled about 1,300 people.
End of the Battle of Sub-Turkishi At the end of the war, there were only about less than 900 people left.
The most casualties were not the infantry, but the cavalry, especially his retinue and the retinues of other generals, such as Wei Meng, Li Siye and others.
Almost all the retinues were lost.
The losses in the infantry were all caused when the Fire-Tubing Immortal personally led the troops into the battle.
The Modao team did not suffer many losses.
The bulk of the infantry losses were the gun-and-shield infantry and the sword-and-shield infantry.
Although the infantry withstood the Fire-Tubing Immortal, Their own losses were not small in the charge.
For generals such as Gai Jiayun and Fumeng Lingcha, losing so many troops was not a big deal.
Nothing, just add more, but for Zhao Ziliang, it feels very uncomfortable.
After all, human life is not that of a pig or dog.
Although there is no difference between the two compared to other species, Zhao Ziliang is a human after all, not a dog.
He still cannot accept other species, which will be deeply influenced by the idea of the supremacy of life in later generations.
In the past few days, Zhao Ziliang saw that Gai Jiayun, Tian Renwan, Fumeng Lingcha and other big bosses had no reaction at all to such heavy casualties.
They did not even go to see the wounded soldiers, nor did they attend the fallen soldiers.
At the funeral, except for his men, other generals' men received no compensation at all after they died in battle.
They dug a big hole and threw the corpses in to fill it up.
Even Gao Xianzhi was no exception.
"General, everything is ready.
The soldiers are waiting outside for the general."
Chu Ge walked into the tent and said to Zhao Ziliang.
After hearing this, Zhao Ziliang stood up, picked up the helmet on the horse next to him and put it on his head.
He carefully checked his clothes to make himself look more energetic, and then strode outside the tent.
Arriving at the open space in the camp, rows of corpses of fallen soldiers were neatly placed on firewood, waiting to be cremated.
In front of each corpse was a sign with the person's name written on it, waiting for the cremation to be completed.
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The soldier responsible for collecting the ashes will put the ashes into a jar, then write the person's name on the jar, and then send a special person to send it back to his hometown together with the pension.
Around the cremation site, rows of soldiers stood neatly.
The soldiers were fully armed and led by officers.
There was also a small group of trumpeters to the south, ready to play mourning music.
As Zhao Ziliang arrived, everyone's eyes turned to him.
He walked to the position closest to the body and stood there, asking: "Are everyone here?"
Chu Ge said softly: "Everyone is here, and the wounded soldiers are also here."
"Where's the death list?"
Chu Ge quickly took out a roster from his arms and handed it over.
Zhao Ziliang took it and opened it and read it.
The roster recorded the names, dates of birth, ages, and specific places of origin of all the fallen soldiers in the Dialhuang City garrison during the war.
Zhao Ziliang looked through it and handed it to Shi Cui Jianlin, the chief of the defense department: "According to this list of dead soldiers, a pension of 30 guan will be distributed to the family members of each fallen soldier.
How do others handle this kind of thing?
This general I can't control it, and I can't control it, but in this general's place, people can't die like a lamp going out.
Pensions should be paid to the people closest to the fallen soldiers.
If they have wives and children, but the children are not yet adults, the pensions will be paid to the children, and the wives will keep them as child support.
If the children have grown up, the pensions will be paid to the wives.
Income of the wife.
If the wife is widowed but has a daughter, the pension will be paid to the daughter.
If a soldier is married, the pension goes to his son.
If there is no son, the pension goes to the daughter.
If the soldier is killed in battle and has no wife or children, the pension will be paid to his parents.
If his parents are deceased, the pension will be paid to his brothers and sisters.
Those who have no parents, brothers or sisters and are left with only orphans, if they have grown up In the year, priority can be given to joining our army.
If he is underage, he can be brought if he is willing.
We will open schools so that the orphans of those martyrs can go to school, have clothes to wear, and have food to eat.
Life protected the territory and people of the Tang Dynasty, and the Tang Dynasty should support their descendants to grow up."
Shi Cui Jianlin, the governor of the Shoufu Palace, was filled with excitement, and he said loudly: "Nuo" Zhao Ziliang looked at all the soldiers around him and said: "No one is immune to death.
No matter you are a prince, general or a trafficker, the difference is how you die.
Most people in this world die of illness or old age in beds, and only a small number of people die standing up."
Those who die standing, those who die standing are the true husbands.
And they are the only ones who died in the battle to defend the Tang Dynasty and the people, and to open up the territory for the Tang Dynasty.
This is It is the supreme glory.
Money can buy wealth, but it cannot buy glory.
Death can be lighter than a feather, or it can be heavier than Mount Tai.
The death of those who die in bed doing nothing in their lives is lighter than a feather.
Those who die for the Tang Dynasty are lighter than a feather. , The death of those who gave their lives for the progress of our Chinese civilization is more important than Mount Tai.
The deaths of these comrades lying here in front of you are more important than Mount Tai.
Soldiers, maybe one day in the future, we will all die on the battlefield.
Maybe no one will remember our names, no one will remember that we fought bloody battles and sacrificed our lives for the Tang Dynasty and her people, but we know that, Everything we do is so that our parents, wives and children back home can enjoy peace.
Even if we die in battle, our death is worth it.
Many people look down on those of us who serve in the army, thinking that it is a lowly profession.
People think that the comrades lying here are fools.
They worked hard for a few military pay, and now they have lost their lives.
They are not fools.
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Are they really fools?
No, they are not fools.
We know that they are heroes, real heroes.
They live as heroes and die as ghosts.
Now, let us send these comrades on their last journey."
It was quiet all around, no one moved, no one spoke, coughed or gasped.
The west wind blew dozens of flags overhead, but at this time everyone's eyes became firm and everyone stood upright.
Wang Can shouted loudly: "Everyone take off their hats" Everyone followed the instructions and neatly took off their helmets and tucked them under their armpits.
Then they heard Wang Can shout loudly: "Salute!"
"Swish, swish, swish" everyone clenched their right hands into fists and placed them on their chests.
"Fire and play music" Several rows of soldiers ran out neatly holding torches, stopping in front of each corpse to light the firewood under the corpse, and the musicians played bursts of mournful music.
One person sang in a deep voice: "How can I say that I have no clothes and share the same robe with my son?"
Everyone sang along, "How can I say that I have no clothes, but I have the same robe as my son?"
At this time, at the gate of the camp, Gai Jiayun, Fumeng Lingcha, Gao Xianzhi and others stood on horseback at the gate of the camp and silently watched the funeral ceremony in the camp.
They had obviously been watching it for a long time.
Fumeng Lingcha rode his horse forward and said to Gai Jiayun: "Commander, the funeral ceremony is almost over, let's go over."
Hearing this, Gai Jiayun wiped away his tears and shook his head: "It's good to be a hero in life and a ghost in death.
Forget it, let Ziliang finish the funeral quietly.
Fu Meng, Ziliang He is a handsome man.
He is still a little young now.
You should give him more support.
I have already thought about what you said a few days ago.
In the afternoon, you will bring Ziliang and Xianzhi to my big tent.
Let's go together.
Let’s discuss it” Fumeng Lingcha quickly said: "No" Seeing Gai Jiayun attach so much importance to Zhao Ziliang, Gao Xianzhi even felt a little jealous.
It seemed that all talented people must be liked by Shangguan.
On the way back, a retinue finally made up his mind after a long period of weighing.
He rode his horse forward and said to his husband Meng Lingcha: "General, I have an unkind request.
I want to follow General Zhao Ziliang and be his retinue." , please also ask the general to make it happen.”
Fumeng Lingzha couldn't help but be very surprised and very angry when he heard this.
He turned to look at this courageous servant.
He saw that this servant was more than thirty years old, ugly and short in stature.
He asked with an unkind expression: "Oh what's your name" The servant quickly said: "The villain's name is Feng Changqing":