"Send the order: The infantry will follow, "The wind of the Qin Dynasty rises, seize the city——!"
On the Chinese army chariot, Yang Duanhe watched all directions and listened in all directions, controlling the advancement of the entire battle situation. He immediately discovered the dead soldiers' camp approaching the city.
After giving the order, the Daqin infantry following the Death Soldiers Battalion quickly climbed onto the city, followed the footsteps of the Death Soldiers Battalion, and chased and killed the Zhao soldiers.
As the soldiers of the dead camp ascended the city, threats such as rocks, rolling trees, fire, oil, and arrows on the ladder disappeared in an instant, and the Qin army's infantry ascended the city very quickly.
Since the infantry of the Qin army kept up with him, Zhao Shu had no worries at all. What he feared most was the charge of the dead soldiers camp. The infantry of the army had not yet attacked the city, but they were surrounded by Zhao soldiers.
At that time, there was only one way for him to die.
"puff!"
With the long sword in his hand, he took away the fresh lives. What Zhao Shu learned in the dead soldiers camp was fully displayed at this moment.
In the death camp, all they learned were killing techniques. Compared to the Zhao Jun infantry on the city wall, Zhao Shu and others were demons.
As Da Qin's infantry continued to pour in, Zhao's soldiers on the city wall were eaten away bit by bit. At this time, some soldiers had already opened the city gate.
The warriors of Great Qin poured into Wu'an City. On top of the city, the flag belonging to Zhao fell down and the war flag belonging to Great Qin was replaced.
Looking at the Qin war flag flying and the army entering the city from the city gate, Zhao Shu fell to the ground, holding a long sword in his hand and breathing heavily.
This battle was finally won.
After sitting for a moment, Zhao Shu stretched out his hand to tear the torn clothes into strips of cloth, made a simple bandage for himself, and then lay on the ground.
Now that the city of Wu'an has been destroyed, Yang Duanhe is leading a large army to chase down the remaining Zhao army. He, a seriously injured soldier from the dead camp, cannot help at all.
At this time, the key is to wait for the doctor to arrive.
"Brother Zhao Shu, help me, help..." Ku's outstretched hand fell in mid-air. Zhao Shu tried to pull it, but it was too late.
"Brother Ku!"
Struggling to get up, Huang shook his head in pain and grief. He watched helplessly as his only friend in the death camp lost his breath.
Zhao Shu once again felt the fragility of life. At this moment, he fell to the ground and could no longer hold the sword tightly in his hand.
After a while, military doctors arrived and began to bandage the wounds of the disabled soldiers. Zhao Shu treated the wounds and was carried away by the soldiers.
When setting off from Xianyang, Zhao Shuke never thought that one day he would be carried away. At this moment, he had the idea of leaving the Death Soldier Camp.
After coming to the Death Soldier Camp and participating in two battles, Zhao Shu's old wounds have not healed yet, and he has suffered new ones.
If he continues to stay in the death camp, he will probably die in it, not to mention the princes and princes of all generations. He will not die of exhaustion, but will also be dragged to death by his injuries.
…
The noisy city once again returned to calm. Yang Duanhe took control of the entire Wu'an. A curfew order completely plunged the city into deathly silence.
After the battle was won, the army was filled with joy, and everyone's face was beaming with joy, except that a large area of the dead soldiers' camp was empty.
There were more than two thousand dead soldiers, but now not even half of them were left. Zhao Shu couldn't help but shook his head. There was no one else with such a terrifying battle fatality rate.
If he continues to stay in the death camp, he may be the one who dies in the next war. Luck will not only favor one person forever.
After a difficult meal, Zhao Shu lay down on the ground to rest. Due to the capture of Wu'an, the quality of the food this time had obviously improved.
…
Shogunate.
"Xin Sheng, what are the losses of our army in this battle?" Yang Duanhe's eyes were full of worry. He knew in his heart that the losses in this forceful attack would be heavy.
A look of solemnity appeared in Xin Sheng's eyes, and he turned towards Yang Duanhe and said: "General, our army suffered a lot of losses in this battle, and the dead soldier battalion is already half disabled."
"There are only about a thousand dead soldiers left now, among whom one captain of thousands was killed and two captains of five hundred were all killed."
"Thirty thousand infantry were killed..."
After listening to Xin Sheng's words, Yang Duanhe also fell silent. The losses in this battle were indeed a bit heavy. The main casualties in the siege were from the dead soldiers' camp, but in the street fighting in the city, the infantry suffered heavy casualties.
"Immediately send doctors to treat the disabled soldiers, and at the same time send soldiers to collect the corpses of our soldiers, and bury Zhao Jun's corpses on the spot."
At this time, Yang Duanhe could no longer care about so much. Fortunately, Wu'an City was captured and all the losses were worth it.
The most important thing is that the capture of Wu'an City will completely affect the Qin army's process of destroying Zhao.
"Sima of the Chinese Army immediately reported the news of our army's victory over Wu'an to the general in the direction of Jingxingguan and requested the next battle plan."
Yang Duanhe gave a decisive order to Sima of the Chinese Army: "At the same time, send this news to General Hengqian in the direction of Handan."
"At the same time, report the results of the battle to the king through the black ice platform."
"promise."
Nodding in agreement, Sima of the Chinese army turned and left. Yang Duanhe said in a deep voice to the civil servants in the army: "Statistics on the military exploits of the lieutenants of the army and verify them all."
"It has to be foolproof."
"promise."
Military orders were issued one after another, and Yang Duanhe finally breathed a sigh of relief. He knew in his heart that it would be difficult to completely control Wu'an City.
Sitting in the shogunate, Yang Duanhe thought of one thing and issued a military order decisively. At this moment, what he had to do was to consolidate the results of the battle.
"Send an order for the civil servants in the army to immediately take over the official offices of Wu'an City and make arrangements to calm the people, so as to ensure the stability of the city and prevent turmoil."
"promise."
"Send an order to seal off Wu'an City's treasury. At the same time, guard Zhao Jun's surrender. If there is any abnormal movement, kill them on the spot."
"promise."
…
They had been busy for three hours, and when the moon rose three o'clock, the Qin Army shogunate became free. Yang Duanhe hurriedly ate a pot of yellow mutton and began to deal with military affairs.
"Xin Sheng, is the man sent by Tingwei still alive in the dead soldiers camp?" After a long silence, Yang Duanhe asked.
Hearing this, Xin Sheng chuckled and said, "General, don't tell me that this kid sent by Tingwei is really a talent."
"The last time he captured the city, Zhao Shu almost climbed to the top of the city several times. Although he failed in the end, he was the closest to success in the Death Soldier Battalion."
Seeing Yang Duanhe nodding in agreement, Xin Sheng continued, "According to the information obtained by the general, this time it was the dead soldiers under this boy who took the lead in landing on the city, thus opening up the situation for our army."
"After boarding the city, Zhao Shu killed a lot of enemies. While verification is ongoing, he himself was also seriously injured. It can be said that the old injuries have not healed, but new ones have been added."
"Generally speaking, this guy is a talent."
Hearing this, Yang Duanhe's eyes moved. He knew clearly that with Xin Sheng's character, he said these words, and there was no doubt that he was moved by his love for talents.
"After Wu'an City calms down, bring this boy here and I will meet him."
"promise."
Nodding in agreement, Xin Shengyu and Yang Duanhe looked at each other and understood each other's intentions. After all, they were the people sent by Li Si, so they should take care of them.
What's more, Zhao Shu himself performed well enough.