The number of Dai Viet soldiers who were directly killed by shelling in the city was counted a little later. They were only a few hundred people. The corpses could be seen. As for the corpses, it was impossible to gather them together.
Of course it's impossible to calculate.
This kind of damage was not very large, but the killing of these hundreds of people directly reduced the opponent's morale to zero and caused a collapse. This effect cannot be achieved without killing one soldier.
Qian Wubing was very satisfied with the results of the battle. He could afford to squander the shells, but he could not afford to squander the lives of the soldiers. The soldiers in the fleet were the guarantee of the safety of the fleet. If one person was killed or injured, the safety of the entire fleet would be reduced.
If you can avoid killing someone, that is of course the best thing.
Liu Hua had exactly the opposite idea. He was depressed about not being able to fight with real swords and guns. This lasted until he waited for Qian Wubing to enter the city, and after receiving the order to eliminate the remaining enemies in the city, those who were injured and could not make it in time
The Dai Viet soldiers who ran away suffered eight lifetime misfortunes in his hands. He was not a murderous person, but the dozens of wounded soldiers who had just been found inside were stabbed to death without hesitation on orders.
, He has seen cowards, and he has never seen an enemy who ran away without a trace before seeing his opponent's face. If he had known that he was such a pissed-off person, you would have been so arrogant on the top of the city in the first place.
This kind of merciless killing was quickly stopped by Pan Luo. Liu Hua didn't like these people, but Pan Luo liked them! He directly offered a price. As long as they were alive, he could
The panting Dai Viet man was willing to buy it from Liu Hua for ten taels of silver each.
At first Liu Hua thought that this guy whose family and city were destroyed wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to gather some remnants as capital for his revival. This made him a little doubtful and he was considering whether to report this matter to Qian Wubing afterwards.
, Panluo, who had just obtained the prisoner from him, and the survivors who had come from the city and shouted loudly, had unceremoniously used their distinctive Champaign style to destroy those who were originally there.
The begging prisoners were sent to hell, and he suddenly felt at ease. He dared to believe that they wanted to take revenge with his own hands. This deal could be done!
None of the prisoners who fell into Panluo's hands died happily. They were killed with sticks, burned, flooded, and all the bones in their bodies were broken with stones. Then they were dragged behind them with ropes, so that these prisoners could
The originally messy streets were howling and leaving long bloodstains until they finally turned into a pile of rotten flesh. Then, these revengeful people replaced another one who was not dead at the other end of the rope.
, repeat this process.
In the end, Liu Hua and his soldiers had become mere spectators. The angry Champa people followed their king and emerged from various hiding places, looking for their enemies everywhere and venting their sorrow for losing their loved ones.
and anger.
Naturally, all these movements were reported to Qian Wubing in detail. When Tang Yin asked if he should restrain the behavior of these people, Qian Wubing was silent for a moment and shook his head: "Let them go! This
It's a catastrophe, and the people in Champa are not allowed to vent their anger. When the time comes, these grievances will be held in their hearts, which will be even worse for us!"
Lord Ruan was determined not to give any information to Qian Wubing, and Qian Wubing didn't bother to pay attention to him. If he didn't say anything, someone would always say that in such a big city, if there were only a few prisoners who didn't even know the movements of his own people,
He couldn't find it, and he really didn't believe it. Sometimes people would do anything to survive!
As for Lord Ruan, he is bound to die. However, Lord Ruan cannot decide how and when he will die. Qian Wubing plans to kill him in a public eye. If the enemy counterattacks, he will
He will chop off their commander's head on the top of the city in front of thousands of enemy troops. If the enemy troops don't come, he will chop off his head in front of all the survivors in the city. He is
If he wants to die, he must squeeze out the last bit of value from his death.
Do you still remember the howls of those ferocious beasts in the city? They were injured elephants. In front of Qian Wubing, there were kneeling elephant soldiers. Qian Wubing's **** killed some of the elephants.
These frightened elephants screamed and ran around. The trampling was probably not much less than the direct damage from the cannon. By the time these surviving elephant soldiers calmed down their elephant companions, several people from the city had already rushed in.
None of the Qianming Army and their fast-moving comrades thought of their slow-moving compatriots at this moment. These people became prisoners without surprise.
There are still more than a dozen elephants left. These trained elephants are precious treasures. Even the red-eyed Champa people who killed them did not vent their anger on them. Their enemies manipulated these beasts.
people, not these beasts.
Of course Qian Wubing needed alive prisoners, so these elephant soldiers were easily taken over by the Ming army at the first opportunity. Until now, these elephant soldiers have not figured out the situation. According to the common sense of war in this place
, these elephant soldiers, in any army, are the targets of large sums of money to recruit. In the 21st century, not to mention they are strategic arms, at least they are at the level of fighter pilots. No country has caught the enemy.
The pilot was beheaded without saying a word!
When three of their comrades were ordered to be beheaded in front of them by the general opposite who had been talking to several women, these elephant soldiers finally understood that their proud identities really mattered in the eyes of the other party.
Nothing.
The officer who asked the question did not look very vicious, but every time the person being questioned hesitated or shook his head, the general said something, and then the companion was pulled out.
After a scream, the head was placed on a plate and brought in. The general said three sentences in total. At this moment, in front of them, three dead heads were on the plate on the ground, looking at them.
"I've said it, I've said it, I've said everything!" The fourth elephant soldier saw the officer who had finished asking the question walking up to him and shouted loudly. Qian Wubing turned around and said without thinking:
"Cut it down!"
This is the fourth sentence. Qian Wubing has become a conditioned reflex. There are still more than a dozen guys anyway, and he doesn't care about killing the last one.
The elephant soldier was dragged out with a cry of pain, and then with a scream, his head was brought in. At this time, the interpreter looked at Yan Jiu with a strange expression and said: "General Yan, this man
, it seemed like we were going to recruit just now!”
"It won't work if you kill me before I ask you any questions!" Yan Jiu glared at him in a rough voice, "If the Lord says it will be cut, then it will be cut. Do you dare to question the Lord's order?"