Black smoke was still faintly rising from Tieshan Town, and slaves were setting up camp in Dongyili.
Jilharang was in a very bad mood because Hai Lai was reporting to him the number of casualties among the soldiers.
"Master Beile, nearly two thousand people died in the Han camp, and more than 600 people died in the battle between the two white flags, including more than 300 armor soldiers, more than 300 auxiliary soldiers, and more than 100 people were injured, most of them minor injuries."
Hai Lai knelt on the ground and said, "Those who were slightly injured here were all able to run back.
After all, they were defeated.
Almost all of those who were seriously injured did not come back.
They were all buried at the front."
Jirharang stared at Hai Lai, Hai Lai hesitated for a moment, but continued: "Among them are twenty-seven people from Jiale Zhangjinggu Tainiulu Zhangjing Alinniulu Zhangjing Aixin Bayala."
Jierhalang closed his eyes in pain.
It was a disastrous defeat, an absolute disastrous defeat.
When was the last time one Jiale Zhangjing and two Niulu Zhangjing were killed in battle?
The Battle of Hunhe and the Battle of Ningyuan had more casualties than this. , but they all won the battle, Hunhe In the battle, the southern reinforcements of the Ming Dynasty were completely wiped out and Shenyang was captured.
Although Ningyuan was not captured in the battle of Ningyuan, all the forts outside Ningyuan were destroyed.
Tens of thousands of Ming people on Juehua Island were killed and countless ships, large and small, were burned.
Hundreds of ships, hundreds of thousands of stones of food and fodder.
This time he was indeed a disastrous defeat, a disastrous defeat that had not happened in many years, which would make Amin laugh for the rest of his life.
"What is Mingren doing now?"
Jierhalang asked.
"They retreated to the camp to rest," Hairay said.
"This Ming army must not be allowed to stay.
They dare to fight to the death with our Jin Kingdom, and their fighting power is tyrannical.
We must not let them leave Iron Mountain, otherwise they will become a big trouble in the future."
Jierhalang gritted his teeth and said.
"Master Beile is wise.
This is the first time in several years that the Ming army dares to fight with our army in the field.
I, Dajin, will not be able to keep the Ming army that dares to fight."
Hai Lai said bitterly.
"Hailai, can you send a few Niulu to carry out a night attack at night?"
Jierhalang looked at Hailai with hopeful eyes.
He was really unwilling to be defeated in such a heavy defeat, and his ambition to turn things around resurfaced at this time.
"Uh," Hai Lai hesitated.
Of course he knew Jierhalang's thoughts, but he was also reluctant.
His desire for revenge was more urgent than Jierhalang's, but this time he could only tell the truth, it was better than being defeated again.
"Master Bingbeile, I'm afraid this won't work.
There are debris everywhere in front of the Ming army, and the sound of soldiers and horses stepping on it is too loud at night."
Just kidding, there are bowls, basins and other porcelain and ironware among those miscellaneous items.
Although most of them have been trampled to pieces now, the people and horses will definitely crackle when they step on them.
A sneak attack, haha, calling the police is almost enough.
The Ming army can be seen from a long distance away.
We are here, get ready.
Of course, if you encounter some Ming troops with extremely poor combat capabilities in the past, it is really possible to blow up the camp and scatter in all directions, but there is no such thing as the Ming army in front of you.
That's right, when I think of those sundries, Jilhalang's little ambition suddenly disappears.
It's all these damn sundries.
The cunning General Nikan, with a snap, Jilhalang's riding whip is fierce.
Hit the ground hard.
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Hai Lai's heart tightened and he lowered his head in silence.
Zhao Lie was also in a bad mood.
The casualties of the Polu army were also reported to him.
"Our army killed 376 people, seriously injured 74 people, and lightly injured 613 people."
This is the total number of casualties of the governor Liu Haitao.
Liu Haitao went on to say, "Fifty-two dead soldiers were killed in the night, twenty-nine fire soldiers, two hundred and ninety-five spearmen, three hundred commanders, and thirteen commanders."
The casualty rate of half is astonishing.
Zhao Lie sighed, he used covert attacks to attack the light and waited for work.
On the battlefield he set, the opponent's cavalry was unable to exert its power.
However, it was a home battle and there were so many casualties.
Jiannu's combat power was really tyrannical.
If they go deep into the inland, cavalry will harass the grain road, and then be surrounded by heavy troops, the Ming army's Songshan defeat will serve as a lesson.
The cavalry is really a great weapon in this era.
Without the cavalry, there is no way to chase victory, no way to escape defeat, and almost no mobility.
Although the fighting power of the Polu army was tyrannical, with only a few thousand people, Jiannu was so ruthless that he could take casualties even at the cost of casualties.
You must know that Jiannu ruled at least one million Han people and Mongolians in Liaodong.
Nearly one hundred thousand soldiers can be selected, all of whom can be used as cannon fodder by the Jiannu.
It seems that only when one's own cavalry is fully formed is the day for a decisive battle with the enemy.
"Liu Zhenfu recorded in detail the names, birthplaces, and current addresses of the fallen soldiers and family members.
After returning to Shidao, he will distribute all the pensions.
If there are no relatives left and he is alone, the Polu Army will pay to adopt an orphan for him and inherit the His surname will continue his incense," Zhao Lie ordered.
"Your Excellency is merciful, and all the officers and men must be grateful for your kindness."
Liu Haitao bowed and thanked you.
Zhao Lie smiled strangely.
If it hadn't been for him, many of them might not have died, or they might have died long ago.
What a confusing account this is.
No one can really figure it out.
That night, Zhao Lie went to the healing hospital after dinner.
The tents here were all occupied.
Nearly a hundred lightly and seriously injured people were being treated here.
As soon as Zhao Lie arrived, he saw the doctors and nurses carrying out two corpses.
Are they seriously injured?
Survive it.
In this era, half of the seriously injured people will die.
Zhao Lie only improved the sanitary conditions of the healing hospital, but could not improve his medical skills.
Zhao Lie and the guards Shi Junli watched the deceased go away and entered with a heavy heart.
Yan Xi, the medical officer of the Hundred Corps under Han Jianqian's corps, was busy in the tent at this time.
After all, several seriously injured people were being treated here.
According to military regulations, the medical officer must comfort the wounded here after the war.
Therefore, after the war, Yan Xi and his deputy Wei Shiming came here to comfort the injured with more than 30 other Xuanfu officials.
Initially, he was selected as the Xuanfu officer.
When he was serving as an officer, he felt a little secretly happy.
After all, he couldn't be overjoyed to be promoted from a soldier to an official position.
However, this battle left him exhausted.
The seriously injured people howled in pain endlessly, but he was unable to help them. , it seemed that his role was to look after them, or to help bury them after they died, which made him mentally exhausted.
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"Wei Tou, I'm fine.
Even if I die, it's worth it.
I killed two Jian slaves," Fan Li, who was only 19 years old, said intermittently.
He was shot in the abdomen and injured his liver.
He could survive.
At this time, it was extremely difficult.
"When I see my parents, eldest brother, and second brother, I tell them that I have avenged them."
With tears in his eyes, Yan Xi held Fan Li's hand.
He couldn't hold it anymore.
He had already sent two people away.
Yan Xi deeply felt that Xuan Fuguan was really not a job for human beings, unless he had a heart of stone.
Fan Li had already passed out, but he was still muttering these words.
In order to make him feel more at ease, Yan Xi still held his hand tightly.
Finally, Fan Li became silent.
Yan Xi sat aside speechless for a long time.
Zhao Lie entered this tent as the last tent.
After entering, he saw Yan Xi sitting blankly under the dim oil lamp and the dead man who was silent and looking at the sky.
He came closer, and Yan Xi stood up in a hurry to salute.
Zhao Lie looked at Yan Xi, whose eyes were red and swollen, but said nothing.
He stretched out his hand and closed the deceased's eyes, and then arranged the deceased's clothes.
What impressed him most was that the deceased was still there.
The fluff on the lips has not receded.
"His name," Zhao Lie asked.
"Fan Li, his whole family died at the hands of Jiannu.
He killed two Jiannu, which is considered revenge."
Yan Xi replied, wiping his tears.
Zhao Lie patted Yan Xi on the shoulder, "Hold on."
He turned and left.
Yan Xi choked and replied, "Yes, sir."
Zhao Lie sent away three injured people at the healing hospital that night.
The plains finally became quiet at night, and Jiannu's scouts monitored everything the Ming army did.
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