Li Bao quickly stood up and was pushed back to sit down by Ju Ming. He smiled and said: "The barbarian bows and arrows were not very good. Two arrows were hit. One arrow did not even penetrate the leather armor, and the other arrow only penetrated the flesh without damaging the muscles and bones.
But someone stabbed me in the calf, making it difficult to walk."
"I'll get you a pair of iron armor next time." Zhu Ming promised.
Li Bao smiled and said: "That's very good."
Zhu Ming gave a few more words of encouragement and then went to express condolences to the other wounded.
There were not many doctors accompanying the army. Yu Wenchang took away almost all the doctors in Lizhou City, and also brought some of these doctors' apprentices with him.
Regarding the treatment of trauma, Ju Ming gave several rigid rules.
The linen used to bandage the wound must be thrown into water and boiled.
He also prepared some distilled liquor and distilled it repeatedly. He didn't know what the degree was. Anyway, he first wiped the wound with boiled linen cloth, then applied it with distilled liquor, applied it with trauma herbs and then bandaged it.
The breweries inside and outside Lizhou learned the distillation method.
Common people actually like to drink liquor. Compared with rice wine, it doesn't cost much to buy it and make you drunk.
Ju Ming checked the injuries one by one and told them all useless nonsense.
Ask the wounded whether they feel any pain, whether they have received enough food and salary, and what other difficulties they have at home.
It's purely hypocritical, but the effect is amazing.
Because the soldiers felt that they were taken seriously, the magistrate actually cared about them so much, which was unprecedented treatment before.
A lot of grain and livestock were seized. Ju Ming had a few killed and tried to let the wounded eat as many pieces of meat as possible.
Since there were few soldiers, the civilians were also feigning attacks to distract the defenders.
These civilians were not wearing armor, and even if they were just feigning an attack, the casualty rate would be the highest. Regardless of whether they were injured or not, Ju Ming gave them all extra meals and distributed captured barbarian weapons to them.
The barbarians who had surrendered, defected and taken prisoners were selected and trained into three commanders: 1,500 people.
They also provide enough food and promise rewards after the battle.
In order to show his sincerity and great achievements, Zhu Ming gave him a standard strong bow. Several little ghost masters also gave him cloth and other gifts.
Then some barbarian prisoners were made into civilian husbands responsible for carrying supplies.
The Han people selected five hundred young men, gave them barbarian weapons, and turned them into auxiliary troops on the spot.
The number of troops now exceeds 4,000, including more than 5,000 barbarians.
However, it was said that the unlucky guy from Piao led eight hundred elite barbarians and finally arrived at the destination at nightfall, and then found that it was an empty camp.
Piao Li looked confused and completely confused.
what's the situation?
So they sent people across the river to ask questions in the village, but they were killed by night watch soldiers as soon as they landed.
"Why was Luo Luo Long captured?" Qiao Li couldn't understand, and didn't dare to think about it. He immediately led his troops to flee, for fear of being left behind by Han soldiers at dawn.
Deng Chun led his cavalry in pursuit into the mountains and returned at nightfall. Along the way, he killed more than a hundred of the defeated barbarians and captured dozens of them before returning to the village.
…
Behind, a village by the river.
Zhang Boring sat down panting, his arms aching from stretching the bow.
Afu, the ghost master who hid in the mountains, learned that the main force of the Han soldiers had gone far away, so he immediately led his troops to fight back. He summoned the young tribesmen in the nearby mountains, including children of twelve or thirteen years old, and finally collected a thousand
More than four hundred people.
However, Zhang Bor only had 200 soldiers at his disposal. There was a lot of grain piled in the bunker, and he also collected pottery jars and pots to hold fresh water in advance.
Enough to feed them for more than half a month.
The barbarian soldiers fought from noon to dark, but were still unable to break through the fortress. Instead, they lost dozens of people.
"Du Tou, these barbarians are so invincible that even a large number of people cannot attack them," the officer under his command said with a smile.
At the beginning, everyone was a little scared, but gradually the more we fought, the more confident we became.
The barbarian put up a ladder to climb up the boring and rake, then pushed the ladder away.
The barbarians attacked from the corridor on the ground floor, facing wolves and spears.
The squad leaders were still standing on the top floor, shooting arrows from high above.
Although Afu has more than a thousand barbarians in his hands, every time he organizes an attack, he can only send out thirty or forty men, because no matter how many people there are, there is no place to attack.
Each attack could not last more than ten minutes. Zhang Bor and more than a dozen team captains shot arrows and defeated the barbarians who attacked the fortress.
Zhang Bor said: "The first, second and third teams will take turns to be on guard. The rest of the soldiers should eat and rest quickly. Tomorrow we will be more prepared to prevent the barbarians from demolishing the wall foundation. Today they will try to collapse the bunker."
"yes!"
The next day, morning.
The ghost master Afu once again organized soldiers to attack, but failed three times in a row, and the barbarian soldiers all looked sad.
Although they are large in number, their combat effectiveness is not strong, and there are even minors recruited temporarily.
The Cage Fort is too strong, easy to defend and difficult to attack. They built it themselves. They should have cut corners if they had known.
"Abba, we can't fight. No matter how hard we hit, we can't get in." Noko, the eldest son, cried out in pain.
The second son, Li Shou, also said: "The Great Ghost Lord has many soldiers in Su's army. Let's take the path in the mountains and take our people to join him."
The other barbarian generals also tried to persuade him.
Ghost Lord Afu hesitated and tried to organize an attack in the afternoon, but still lost troops and generals and made no progress.
Not only were there no deaths among the two hundred Han soldiers who were left behind, no one was even injured!
It was a straight stone bunker, several stories high. How could the barbarian soldiers get in?
Zhang Boring looked at the barbarians outside and decided to spend another half day and try a night attack tonight.
The barbarian soldiers have been frustrated for two consecutive days, and their morale must be low. Moreover, there are many barbarian soldiers, and it is difficult to predict that the Han soldiers will take the initiative to fight out. The night attack tonight will most likely be successful.
"wrong!"
In the middle of the afternoon, Zhang Boring noticed something unusual.
After the first wave of attacks in the afternoon, the intensity of the barbarian soldiers' attacks dropped significantly. The defenders fired a few random arrows, and the barbarian soldiers quickly fled.
No matter how morale drops, it cannot drop so quickly.
Taking advantage of the break in the attack, Zhang Bor called the squad leaders: "I'm afraid the thieves will escape tonight and attack the Cage Fort in the afternoon. They are just pretending to confuse us. I plan to lead the troops out tonight!"
"It's better to guard, be safer." The person who spoke was a local military officer, whose position was the same as Zhang Bor's.
Zhang Bor shook his head: "No matter whether the thief wants to escape or not, I plan to conduct a night attack tonight!"
At night, the ghost master Afu really wanted to leave.
Instead of leaving along the river, he wanted to lead his troops back to the mountains and cross the mountains to join Busu, but he didn't know that Busu had already been defeated and fled.
Zhang Bor waited for a long time before leading his soldiers out.
"Dutou, there is no one in the cage castle elsewhere in the village. The barbarians have all run away!"
"Take a torch and search for traces everywhere ahead."
The enemy could either leave along the river bank from the south, or go back the same way and enter the mountains from the east.
There are not many fresh footprints in the south, but there are a lot of traces left in the east, and there are even footprints of livestock carrying grain.
"Chase!"
The barbarians left with their rations, but Zhang Bor accelerated his march.
About midnight, the soldiers responsible for exploring the road came back and reported: "There is a mountain path ahead, and the barbarians are walking very slowly. I climbed up the hillside to take a look. The barbarian line was very long. No matter how many barbarian soldiers there were,
Also care about the beginning and not the end.”
There is a moon tonight, and although people cannot be seen clearly under the moonlight, we can see the army moving in shadows.
Moreover, many barbarians also lit torches.
The furthest fire was two or three miles away.
Zhang Bor and his soldiers trotted forward.
The ghost master Afu held the horse, but he was still hesitating in his heart. He wanted to surrender to the Han soldiers, and maybe he could get some benefits, but the Han officials were very cunning and had always lied to them in the past. Afu was afraid that the Han officials would not speak well.
count.
What if I defected to the past and was trapped and killed by Han officials afterwards?
The credibility of Han officials was very low among the barbarians.
"kill!"
At night, I heard shouts of murder.
"Abba, there are pursuers!"
"What?" Ah Fu panicked and reacted for more than ten seconds before giving the order, "The whole army turned around, the front team changed to the rear team. The rear team climbed up the hillsides on both sides to defend against the enemy!"
It was too late at all. Before Afu's order could be sent out, the barbarians walking at the back had already begun to flee.
They had lost the battle for two consecutive days, their morale was already low, and they were suddenly pursued at night. The first reaction of the barbarian soldiers was not to fight, but to run away. Even if some wanted to fight, they were shaken by the rout and were unable to stand firm.
The narrow valley path and the barbarian soldiers in a long snake formation were in complete chaos.
Some guys who reacted slowly were even knocked down by friendly forces and then trampled to death alive.
After a few minutes of fighting between the two sides, nearly a hundred barbarians were trampled to death.
When Zhang Bor defeated the rear group, all the barbarians fled. The underage barbarians, who were twelve or thirteen years old, were so frightened that they were so frightened that some of them even called out to their grandmothers as they fled.
So many people were trampled to death that Han soldiers would occasionally trip over the corpses.
Ghost Lord Ah Fu got on his horse, surrounded by broken soldiers, and the horse could not speed up at all. In the end, he could only abandon the horse and run away, being carried away by the broken soldiers and fleeing together.
There were also many barbarians who, seeing that the road ahead was impassable, hurriedly climbed up the hillside, hoping to escape from the battlefield as soon as possible to save their lives.
Zhang Bor led his troops in pursuit for five or six miles at a stretch, until the whole army was panting from exhaustion, and then they stopped to clean up the battlefield.
Along the way, they collected the armor, livestock, horses and grain dropped by the enemy, and also cut off the left ears of the barbarian soldiers to calculate the number.
After daybreak, I finally calculated it clearly.
Not a single Han soldier was killed, and even the unlucky ones who were injured were not caused by fighting.
In total, more than 600 ears were cut off, and dozens of others were captured.
Zhang Bor looked at those young faces and felt really unbearable. He came to fight, not to exterminate the clan. After thinking about it, he said: "Put the children back and collect their weapons. Take all the other prisoners with you."
Go back and take custody. By the way, let these children go back and deliver a message, saying that if Afu, the ghost master of this place, is willing to surrender with his people, the past mistakes will be forgotten, and there will be a chance to make meritorious deeds."
In the evening of that day, the ghost master Afu came over with some remaining soldiers. He first asked the soldiers to put down their weapons, and then led several of his sons to kneel in front of the bunker and confess their sins.
He was completely defeated and suffered heavy losses, and he could no longer resist the officers and soldiers.
"Afu is willing to listen to the Han officials and be loyal to the Han emperor!" Ghost Lord Afu kowtowed repeatedly.
Zhang Bor listened to the words translated by Sui Jun, and stepped forward to help the man. He said kindly: "It's great that the leader can correct his mistakes after he realizes them. As long as he doesn't cause trouble again, he will be prosperous and wealthy, and your village will still be under your control."
