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Chapter 347
The next day, it looked like it was early in the morning at 10 o'clock.

In a hall of a wealthy family in the city, the surviving members of a group of netizens, mainly those who can move now, all appeared here.

Amidst the sound of "sparring~" rain in my ears, Lang Qing stayed up all night.

With thick panda eyes and a pale complexion, he kept smoking to refresh himself; while holding a statistical data in his hand, he spoke in a tired voice.

He began to talk about some more specific statistical reports in the head-stealing battle a few hours ago:
"In terms of losses, we lost a total of 42 people last night, including two netizens, Li San and Cangguan; let alone Cangguan, a veteran, Li San, a rookie, died very heroically.

A total of 35 people were seriously injured, 13 of them don't know if they can survive the dangerous period, and 9 people are disabled after they recover.

In addition, there are six other netizens who are seriously injured, namely, Team Zheng, War Dog, Big Fish, Xu Feng, Lao Snake, Feng Rui, and AT. Fortunately, none of them will be disabled.

However, it will take at least half a month before they can recover part of their combat effectiveness.

In addition to the personnel who are not acclimatized to the environment and have caught a cold and have a fever in the heavy rain for days, now we only have a force of over 300 troops to use. "

With such a result, Hu Biao and the others couldn't help but feel a little headache.

The Jurchens who had a headache at their peak were really too strong in terms of combat effectiveness.

To know!They had many advantages in sneak attack, equipment, and heavy impact. As a result, they also achieved such a result in the first battle.

If the two sides line up and fight dignifiedly, everyone really has no confidence that they can win against them.

The main reason is that the Jurchens of this period were at their peak in terms of physical fitness, martial arts, and morale.

When Hu Biao and others were worried, Lang Qing paused for a moment, and then continued to talk:

"In terms of results, we killed Wanyan Wulu, an enemy chieftain, and he has a total of 167 people under his command, that is to say, there are at least 50 Jurchen fighters, who escaped last night while taking advantage of the darkness and heavy rain.

Don't think about it, he must have fled back to report the letter.

We killed a total of 120 Liao soldiers, captured 180 people, and found about 700 people in the city. After some inquiries, we determined that most of them were Han Chinese, and there were also a few other ethnic groups.

In the end, we seized another 320 war horses, weapons, tents, carts, and a batch of luggage. The food and fodder in them were not much, and it would take us about 20 days.

The food is enough for us to eat, but the problem is that the people in the city have less food.

Originally, now, when the summer grain is about to be harvested, they are short of grain in their hands. After being robbed by the Jurchen a few days ago, the grain in their hands may soon be cut off.

Do you want to help them out? Everyone is from the Han family, so you can't just watch them starve to death, right?As long as they wait until the summer grain is harvested, they should be able to recover.

correct!We also asked those Liao soldiers, and learned that the Jurchen army led by Wanyan Loushi is still active in Bei'an Prefecture, that is, in the east of Chengde, about two or three hundred miles away.

All of them are cavalry, and it only takes two or three days to kill them on the way. "

After saying this, the statistics and various news in Lang Qing's mouth came to an end completely.

Regarding the above information, before anyone else could say anything, Yang Dongli immediately expressed his concerns with a wry smile after thinking of something:

"What the hell! This rain has been raining for so many days, and the amount of rain is still so heavy.

There is no need to continue, I am afraid that the wheat that can be harvested in half a month has been completely destroyed in such a heavy rain.

Doomed to be fruitless, how many people in the North will be starved to death this year. "

After hearing such a sentence, everyone laughed helplessly.

In the face of such a natural disaster, even with all kinds of advanced science and technology in the modern plane, there is no good way; in this year, what can they do?
It is estimated that some cattle, sheep and pig heads will also be placed, praying that the Dragon King will open his eyes and stop going down.

The problem is that as a modern person, as a young man who was born under the red flag and grew up under the red flag, he has always remembered the eight honors and eight shames since he was a child.

Of course, I know that the above method of seeking the Dragon Lord is a feudal superstition, and it is actually useless.

However, seeing that everyone's morale is a little low, and by the way, he is also the commander of the Xuan Ge Battalion, let him know that this cannot continue.

Immediately, he said haha, and began to adjust everyone's morale.

After all, with Wanyan Wulu's suicide and death, dozens of Jurchens escaped.

They all represent people like Wanyan Loushi, the leader of the Jurchens who are part of the teacher, and there is already an endless hatred between the two parties.

Maybe the other party will bring soldiers to kill him after something.

If everyone's mood continues to be so low, it's completely unbearable.

For this reason, Hu Biao said in a relaxed tone: "Brothers, take it easy, what is there to worry about?
Think about it, behind us is the Great Song Dynasty, a big family with money and food; as long as Zhang Xian in Pingzhou is willing to raise the banner to show his allegiance to the Great Song Dynasty, will we have anything in the future?

Let's forget about it for now, everyone was exhausted after a day of tossing yesterday, and let's talk about it after a day of rest.

After getting up early tomorrow morning, regardless of whether it rains or not, I will take the heads and flags of those Jurchens to Pingzhou City to show the soldiers and civilians in the city.

Presumably after seeing this, those grandsons had no other choice but to immediately agree to turn back.

So, let's finish the first phase of the task first, and then send a fast horse to send this news to the dead eunuch Tong Guan, asking him to pay money quickly.

Even the navigation in the Northern Song Dynasty is said to be quite developed. At that time, it is possible to use sea ships to transport food, equipment, and reinforcements, which is much more efficient than land routes.

The soldiers of the Song Dynasty were really bad in field battles, but they were not bad in defending the city, and it would be much better with their support. Besides, aren't we still there? "

After Hu Biao said so much, it sounded pretty reliable.

Everyone thought about it for a while, and the expressions of everyone looked a lot better immediately.

In the following time, everyone discussed how to rest, recuperate, guard against the sentry, and organize the army in the next period of time.

Except for a small number of uninjured people, they began to patrol and guard the top of the city wearing oilcloths that could act as a little psychological comfort.

There was even a team of ten people. There were three teams in total, and they all rode out of the city on horses.

Among them was a team of ten people, who were going to inform the people left behind in the secret camp, and quickly moved to Haiyang City with their few belongings.

The other two teams will go to the northwest of Haiyang City to patrol in two directions. If the Jurchens' army comes early, they can give an early warning.

The rest of the staff found a shelter from the rain in Haiyang City.

After they chopped up some unowned furniture and wood, they lit a warm fire.

They hurriedly ate some dry food with the hot water, and before they dried their clothes, these exhausted personnel had already collapsed their heads on some hay or wooden boards, and fell asleep directly.

Soon after, in the entire city of Haiyang.

It seems that there is only the sound of "哗哗~" of the downpour, mixed with the sound of mountain snoring.

(End of this chapter)