Borrow the day to change the day

The death camp that Emperor Chongzhen was concerned about had just wiped out a large branch of the Zalut tribe.

Cao Wenzhao, the commander of the death camp, was riding on a horse and was listening to the battle damage report.

As the battles became more and more frequent, and they gradually entered the depths of the grassland, finally some escaped, spreading the news that they went out to retaliate.

In this battle just now, because the tribe had many people and was vigilant, although the death camp moved like a wind and launched a sudden attack, there were still casualties.

"Marshal, eight of our troops were killed, four were seriously injured, and 35 were slightly injured." Cao Bianjiao first reported the casualties of his men.

After hearing this, Cao Wenzhao didn't speak, and turned his eyes to Huang Degong.

"Commander, our troops killed 11 people, seriously injured 29 people, and lightly injured [-] people." Huang Degong clasped his fists when he saw Cao Wenzhao looked at him.

Then naturally, the eyes of several people turned to Zuo Liangyu, listening to the casualties of his troops.

"Commander, 18 of our troops were killed, 12 were seriously injured, and 36 were slightly injured." Zuo Liangyu reported the casualties of his subordinates to Cao Wenzhao with a slightly impressive expression. [

After Cao Wenzhao listened to everything, he said to Zuo Liangyu: "Just now you let your guard down prematurely and went to clean up the battlefield, so you were counterattacked by the Tartars. Be careful next time. One of the soldiers in the death camp was injured and died. One is our loss. Do you understand?"

"The last general obeys orders." After Cao Wenzhao pointed out the reason for the high casualties of his subordinates, Zuo Liangyu answered Cao Wenzhao loudly with an open-minded attitude.

"A total of 41 people were killed in this battle, 27 people were seriously injured, and 110 people were slightly injured. This place is too far away from the pass, and the wounded cannot be sent back." Cao Wenzhao concluded here, his expression was a bit sad, and the wounded could not be sent back. If they go back, there is basically only one end waiting for them.

Cao Wenzhao scanned the battlefield. At this time, the battlefield has been cleaned, and the soldiers of the death camp are killing horses and sheep to replenish their strength.

He turned his eyes back, and said to Cao, Huang and Zuo three generals: "Go, go and see the wounded."

After speaking, he pulled the rein and urged the horse to go to the place where the wounded were resettled.The three generals were right behind him, following silently.

Seeing the commander approaching, the slightly injured soldiers immediately put down the food delivered to them by their comrades, and stood up to salute Cao Wenzhao.

Cao Wenzhao returned the salute while checking their condition. Seeing that these lightly injured soldiers were basically wounded by the armor because they were protected by armor.

He saw that there were two bandages on a soldier's left hand, so he walked over and asked, "Is it all this time?"

"Back to Commander, the upper part was injured the day before yesterday, and it is almost scarred." The man replied loudly.

Cao Wenzhao heard his voice sound familiar, so he moved his eyes upwards from his arm, saw this man's face, and said slightly startled: "You are Zhu..."

"Back to Commander, Zhu Yuanzhong is the subordinate." Seeing that Cao Wenzhao still had an impression of him, Zhu Yuanzhong immediately replied loudly.

Cao Wenzhao nodded and asked with concern: "How is your illness?"

Zhu Yuanzhong patted his left chest with his right hand, and still said loudly: "It will be fine as soon as you leave the fortress. God knows that this subordinate is out to avenge his brothers. I can't bear to let this disease drag my subordinates back."

Cao Wenzhao smiled, looked at his nephew and said, "Isn't he your personal guard?"

Cao Bianjiao was standing next to the two of them. He knew that his uncle meant to be his personal guard, and he was injured many times. What's going on?He smiled and replied: "This kid is tough enough, and he is ruthless enough to die in a war. It is a miracle that he got these two injuries."

Zhu Yuanzhong couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he heard that Cao Bianjiao seemed to be belittling and praising himself.

When Cao Wenzhao heard this, he turned around, reached out and patted Zhu Yuanzhong's right shoulder and said, "Young man, it's good to be brave in killing the enemy, but you must also remember to protect yourself. It's not worth fighting alone. Advance and retreat with your teammates and protect yourself." Your family's guerrilla attack is what you should do."

He is a veteran on the battlefield, and he immediately heard the real reason for Zhu Yuanzhong's injury from his nephew's words, so he gave Zhu Yuanzhong advice earnestly.

"Back to Commander, my subordinates understand." After many fights, Zhu Yuanzhong's eagerness to avenge his former comrades has been relieved. At the same time, he also knows that Cao Wenzhao's words are reasonable, so he replied sincerely. Cao Wenzhao.

Cao Wenzhao nodded, and then began to visit the next one, and came to the seriously injured area after watching them all.

There are no immortals in war, and as soldiers, we all have this awareness.But facing these seriously wounded, Cao Wenzhao's heart was a little heavy.

These seriously wounded were either missing arms or legs, or their torsos were hit by heavy weapons and their internal organs were injured.

When Cao Wenzhao came to their camp, he didn't hear any cries and cries of pain. On the contrary, this camp was much quieter than the camp next door where the slightly wounded were.

When these people saw Cao Wenzhao coming, they couldn't stand up and salute, so they looked at Cao Wenzhao with their eyes.Seeing Cao Wenzhao approaching, the comrades who were nursing them stood up and saluted one after another.

Cao Wenzhao looked at these people with a heavy heart.These are tough guys, and these are terrific fighters.If they are in the pass or have a logistical battle, they may be sent back to the rear for recuperation, maybe many of them will survive, but now...

He looked around for a while, then walked to a soldier who was missing an arm and asked, "Do you have anything to say to your family?"

The soldier struggled to open his mouth, endured the pain, and replied intermittently: "I...I...I didn't..."

The comrade next to him helped him wipe the sweat from his painful head, and seeing that he was really speechless, he helped him answer: "Commander, all his family members were slaughtered by the Tartars."

When Cao Wenzhao heard it, he sighed in his heart, and he was another sufferer.He said softly, "Then do you have any last wishes?"

"I... I... Regret..." He was in so much pain that he couldn't finish his sentence, so he turned his gaze to his colleague who was wiping his sweat for help.

"Marshal, what he means is that he killed enough money, and it's a pity to go down and reunite with his family." Although he explained his regret for his colleagues, his tone was not easy.

Cao Wenzhao watched him silently for a while, his eyes full of regret, and then looked at the other seriously wounded.

The three generals and the personal guards following Cao Wenzhao did not speak, and tried their best not to affect the seriously wounded when they walked around.

Seeing Cao Wenzhao's eyes, a seriously wounded man mustered his strength and said a little coherently: "Master... Commander, I'm waiting... to leave the customs... all of us have the will to die, and if we die... we will die. Tartar Kill...kill my Han people...the number of Han people, just ask...just ask the commander to kill more...kill some Tartars for us."

After saying this, he couldn't catch his breath. The seriously injured man tilted his head and lay there without seeing any movement.

At this moment, the corners of the eyes of Cao Wenzhao, a man who fought on the battlefield, were a little moist. He clasped his fists, looked around the seriously wounded, and said firmly and loudly: "Brothers, don't worry, Cao swears here that he will Lead the remaining brothers to recover all the blood debts!"

After hearing Cao Wenzhao's assurance, several seriously wounded people relaxed and left with peace of mind.

Cao Wenzhao closed his eyes, and after a few seconds, he calmed down and said, "As long as I, Cao, are here, every year and festival, I will lead all the soldiers of the death camp to offer incense to everyone."

After he finished speaking, he stopped staying and left the camp for the seriously wounded.

Cao Wenzhao looked at the dead camp soldiers who were eating, and suddenly turned around and said to the three generals who were following him: "The resistance from the nearby Mongolian Tartars is getting stronger and stronger. Kerxin tribe, severely punish this Jianlu's hardcore lackey."

"Obey!" The three generals took orders in unison.

When the assembly horn blew "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow"

They took one last look at the world they had been before and gave up their lives.

The soldiers of the death camp gathered around several big fires and gave the most solemn military salute, watching their comrades turn to ashes, and some of them stepped forward to collect the ashes and carried them on their backs.If there is a chance, I will definitely take them back to the customs and back to their hometown.

At the same time, there is also a person who finally returned to his hometown, or the place where he forgot his ancestors and sold himself into slavery.This person is Fan Wencheng.