Chapter Fifty-Seven Bloody Battle of Great Harmony Ten
Song Xiance held the gold ingot in his palm, weighed it up and down, stared at Li Xuando and said: "In this case, and I am working for my official, I should give you a few pointers." After hearing this, Li Xuan nodded in agreement.
"But the wounded soldiers' station is a matter handed down by the Holy Emperor himself. If it is messed up and Long Yan is displeased, who do you think will suffer first?"
"this....."
When Li Xuan hesitated, Song Xiance changed the subject and said: "However, only the doctor knows what he is doing, and the Holy Spirit is not omniscient and omnipotent."
"Oh, thank you for your advice, sir." After receiving the clear instructions from his superior, Li Xuan finally felt relieved. As long as his superiors did not scrutinize the number of wounded and dead soldiers, he could continue to muddle through.
"It's not over yet. You have to recommend someone to me. Is there a Xinglin sage you are familiar with in Shanxi?"
"Concerning Shanxi, I heard that there is a gentleman named Fu in Taiyuan, who is worthy of the name of the Holy Hand."
"I will tell you in detail for my knowledge." Song Xiance was thinking about his own little calculation while listening to Li Xuan's story about a doctor named Fu Shan. He was still in a dispensable position beside Chongzhen. At the moment, he was in a dispensable position.
Except for Yang Bo who can talk to him first, no one treats him well.
Li Xuan, a small medical officer, must be so generous in his spending. It is a good choice to sell a favor and gain an ally for yourself. As for the problem of treating wounded soldiers, as long as it is reported properly, it won't be a big deal.
Mistakes.
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"Report! News came from Gudian that General Wang led his troops to resist the enemy on the other side, and killed more than 500 of the enemy in a fierce battle overnight."
"What were his own casualties?"
"The Commander-in-Chief didn't say anything."
Even if Wang Jin came to the court to report good news but not bad news, Chongzhen also knew that the number of casualties under his men would not be small, and he could just hold on. Chongzhen comforted himself in this way.
After the messengers retreated, Chongzhen inspected the city wall. He saw that there were many gaps in the city wall, all caused by the Qing army's shelling. The archery tower on the urn city had collapsed into ruins. An endless stream of civilians joined in to clean up the debris. From time to time, there were
The bodies of soldiers trapped underneath were pulled out.
After fighting on the ground, Chongzhen had a profound understanding of the artillery fire of the Qing army. The previous expectation of holding on for fifteen days with all his strength now seemed very unrealistic. Time did not wait for me, and Chongzhen glanced at the old man Chen who was commanding the civilian workers from a distance.
, then turned around and descended the city wall.
He took the horse brought by the soldiers and stood up. The Qing army would not give him much time to breathe. The city wall seemed to be in danger. He had to deploy the second line of defense in advance.
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"Why does this new guy look so familiar?" In the barracks of the regiment training camp, Hu Mazi and others who had just finished training were sitting on the bed, talking about the new soldiers in the corner.
"We have seen him before. He often hangs around Jiang. Do you still remember him, boss?"
"The one with the surname Jiang?" Hu Mazi touched his chin and vaguely remembered that the leader of the soldiers next to Jiang Xiang looked very much like this person. He turned to the younger brother who was speaking and asked, "Is he surnamed Chen?"
"Yes! My surname is Chen."
"I remember, hum, this kid..." Hu Mazi glared at the man casually, as if thinking of something unpleasant. The boy next to him observed his words and came up with an idea: "How about we punish him?
A whole?"
Chen Zhuo squatted in a corner in a daze, and his mind was filled with images of being in prison. He sat on the ground and listened to Jiang Xiang's wailing in the prison next door. Then the prince came in softly and handed him a short knife, saying that he wanted to
Choose for yourself, die here or die on the battlefield.
Chen Zhuo chose the latter and cut off his hair with a short knife. Finally, under the instruction of Wang Gonggong, he left the prison and reported to the regiment training camp.
"You're new here, don't you understand the rules?" The voice asking for trouble interrupted Chen Zhuo's thoughts. He saw four people surrounding him with ill intentions on their faces. Chen Zhuo stood up and walked through the gap, intending to find someone else.
He was waiting to go to his place, but someone grabbed his arm from behind.
Hu Mazi sat on the bed and admired the scene, and shouted: "What are you talking about? Give me a beating!" The four men immediately greeted them with fists and kicks. Chen Zhuo did not want to cause trouble, so he just blocked the fight and did not fight back.
"What are you doing!" A shout came from the door. The four people quickly stopped moving and everyone in the room looked towards the door.
"No, I said the surname is Zhao. Can dog eyes be clear? These are not your fellow villagers. Why do we have nothing to do with you?" Hu Mazi was so angry that he blew his beard and glared when he saw that Zhao Adi, who had returned from the bath, was meddling in his own business.
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"If you are capable, bully the Tatars." Zhao Adi sneered and sarcastically made Hu Mazi jump to his feet immediately, pointing at Zhao Adi and saying: "Grandpa really slaps you this time, believe it or not?"
It was not the first time that the two men were confronting each other. Seeing the situation, the two gangs gradually moved closer, and a "big battle" was about to break out.
I met Yang Boxian on Chongzhen Road and saw that he was not in the barracks but following Sun Xuanhuai in the warehouse. After asking him why, he was laughing and laughing. It turned out that as Yang Boxian came into contact with more people and things happened, he felt more and more stupid, so he thought of taking advantage of his free time after training.
I would like to ask Mr. Sun for some advice so that I can improve myself.
"Neglect of duty should be punished by death." When Uncle Yang heard what Chongzhen said, he thought he meant it. He stood there arguing for a long time, not knowing how to explain it. Just as he was about to ask for help, he saw Sun Xuanhuai looking at him with a smile on his face, and then turned around
Looking towards Chongzhen, His Majesty, who had looked solemn just now, was laughing.
"Hahaha."
It seemed that His Majesty had finished teasing himself. Uncle Yang thought about it first and subconsciously touched the back of his head and giggled. Then Sun Xuanhuai said: "It is really rare to be motivated."
"Sir, please lead me to the regimental training camp."
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Along the way, Yang Boxian kept talking to Chongzhen about the recent training results, saying that he had gradually figured out the method of training soldiers. Chongzhen smiled and said nothing, pointed to the soldiers fighting together in front and asked: "What kind of training method is this?"
When Uncle Yang saw it, he was so angry that he was half dead! Damn it! Without saying a word, he rode forward on his horse and rushed into the camp. He saw people fighting each other everywhere. Zhao Adi and Hu Mazi were entangled together and rolled repeatedly on the ground.
People put their arms around each other's neck and refused to let go.
"You can raise a dog." Uncle Yang first found the correct location to capture the thief and the king first. He picked up the wooden stick and went straight to Zhao and Hu, who were fighting together.
Seeing the commander returning to camp, all the soldiers scattered around stopped. Only Yang Boxian grabbed the leaders on both sides and beat them hard.
"Okay." Chongzhen's clear voice came. When the soldiers in the regiment training camp saw the Holy Master coming in person, they all gathered and stood in line as usual for training. Chen Zhuo in the barracks also lowered his head and got into the line.
"Those who fight privately in the army will receive twenty lashes. Everyone will have a share, and he will receive it after the battle." When they heard that they were going to be whipped, the soldiers were all dejected. After twenty lashes, their buttocks were left to pieces, and they would not be able to fight for five or six days. What a feeling.
It's so uncomfortable.
"Yang Boxian, if you fail to restrain your subordinates, I will punish you with thirty lashes."
"Yes." Uncle Yang agreed first, and then glared at Hu Mazi fiercely. He knew Zhao Adi's character, and it must be this Hu Mazi who took the lead in making trouble. Let's see how I deal with you in the future.
"The war is urgent. Listen to my orders and immediately take up your weapons and follow me out of the camp. Anyone who kills an enemy on the battlefield will have ten lashes reduced." This chapter has been completed!