lazy tang

Chapter 404 Painful and Happy March

The Turks are gone, and the battle is over.After only three days of rest, Yun Hao took Zuo Wuwei back to Bingzhou City.In order to pack lightly when leaving, except for the gunpowder, kerosene and catapults, all the rest of the luggage was left in Bingzhou City.Without Li Er's help, Zuo Wuwei would have problems eating.

When he came, he was valiant, but when he went back, he staggered and the camp was full of wounded soldiers.The wounded barracks in this day and age were horrible, and the army didn't bring much alcohol at all.Fortunately, it is winter, and the chance of infection is relatively low.If it is midsummer, the casualties of the wounded soldiers must be an outrageous figure.

Yunhao had no choice but to take the wounded soldiers to Bingzhou.As long as they arrive in Bingzhou, they will have primary treatment.Many people's hands and feet may be saved, and many people's lives can be saved.

Along the way to the south, God also presented more problems.The snow turned into rain as it fell, and the ground was muddy for a while.After a while, it was frozen like a stone again, and the dirt road that had been in disrepair for many years was full of potholes.These are not a problem in the cold winter, the ground is frozen solid.But as soon as the warm wind blows, it will kill him, and as soon as the warm wind blows, the ground will melt away.

When the boots step on it, it will make a "guji" and "guji" sound.At this time, the mud is very viscous.Sometimes even the boots can be pulled off the feet.

Many people have long since lost their leggings, and there is no clean linen.We can only cook the leggings in a big pot and use them as bandages for the wounded.At this time, regardless of the issue of cleanliness, boiling in hot water is the only disinfection method Yunhao can think of.

Every day when camping, you can hear the painful wailing and moaning in the wounded barracks.Every morning when marching, there are always people who can no longer move.There was no farewell, no memorial service.I just found a pile of wood, lit it and threw the body into it.Don't worry about the wood not burning, in fact, corpse oil is the best combustion accelerant.

Every morning there is a bonfire burning corpses, and everyone looking at the bonfire is numb.There were too many corpses, and it was impossible to burn them one by one.The soldiers would light a bonfire, wait for one corpse to burn out the corpse oil, and then throw the other one in.This ensures that the people are burned thoroughly and the finest ashes are left behind.

When the fire stopped, someone would fall from a large pile of ashes.Poke some out with a shovel and put them in the urn.Too many people died, more than 6000 people died in Shuofang.The ashes urns brought with the army have long since been used up.

Without urns, things like pots and bottles became very popular.In the end, the helpless cook contributed all the pickle jars, but there was still no place to put the ashes.

In the end, there was no other way, and the ashes of the dead soldiers were packed in sacks.Anyway, they are all robes, and if they die together on the battlefield, there will be no distinction between you and me.When they arrive in Bingzhou, they will have brand new ashes urns.But before that, all they had was sacks.

Zhang Xiaosan's arms were inserted into Li Xiaosi's legs, and Wang Laowu's head was inserted into Hu Laoliu's crotch.Some people's urns even contain parts that have nothing to do with him.

Yun Hao nestled in his carriage, afraid of light, water, and sound.He looked like a rabies patient, such a tragic sacrifice.It made Yunhao's heart seem to be frying in hot oil, and every day was a torment for him.He didn't dare to go out, he was afraid of seeing the frustrated eyes of the soldiers.Afraid of hearing the miserable howls every night, he even dared not breathe.Because the air is filled with the smell of barbecue.

Xiong Kuohai hung his arms and sat on the shaft of Yunhao's car without saying a word.Don't even look at the pile of burning corpses.There is no immortal in war, and living to earn your life is not necessarily better than dying.As long as it is horizontal and vertical, it is like a bright mirror in the heart of every Slasher.

In fact, Yunhao didn't know that the soldiers were not depressed.On the contrary, their eyes were more joy and hope, and 1% of them were lost in World War I.But the Turkic people also left corpses all over the place, not counting those killed by Li Er's troops.Even counting the Turkic heads in Shuofang City, there are more than [-] heads.There are still many buried in the ruins of the fallen city wall.

The Tang Dynasty established the country with military merits, and if you want to live comfortably, you must have military merits.There are even times when military exploits can cover the crime.For killing so many Turkic people this time, the reward from the imperial court will definitely not be exhausted.Everyone has figured out how much they will bring in for the family this time.For many years, the family did not have to serve corvee, nor did they have to pay taxes.Thinking that the output in the field will be his own, those injured guys can even laugh out loud.

There are even some guys with rank nine honors, even fantasizing about what errands they can give.Not everyone has the opportunity to eat imperial food.Captain Zhechong didn't dare to think about it, but it shouldn't be difficult to be a catcher in the yamen, or even a supervisor.As for the guys who were originally school captains, they even dreamed of being promoted and getting rich.With such a great contribution this time, I am afraid that many people will be able to touch the threshold of the general.This is a carp jumping over the dragon's gate, which is a major event related to future generations.

The most excited ones were Qiu Shili and Sheng Yanshi.This time, the two of them have made outstanding achievements in battle. They are already generals, and they may be able to get a title.Fenghou dare not think about it, but it should be no problem to confer titles such as Xiangzi and Xianzi.Being an official is not a great honor, and having a title is a real honor.Although it is the lowest, it is honorable or not.

Viscount, baron and other titles are in Chang'an.There are more bastards in the Weishui River than them, but when they really come to the remote hometown of Longyou, they are definitely something to eat.Even if the county magistrate sees a patriarch with a title, he has to salute respectfully.People live this life, and they live with one face.

As for the dead, it is enough to mourn for a while.However, many people secretly found the marching scribe, and secretly moved the head of their own name to the body of the dead robe.Let these dead people also enjoy some military exploits.Not only does it sound good at home, but the government's pension will also be more.At least, the family will no longer have to serve corvee for ten years.

Wuli Sima Quan should not be able to see the affairs between the robes in the army.As long as there is no matter of pretending to be a leader, they will not care.There is a friendship between Tear and Kill Han.This kind of camaraderie in the army needs to be encouraged and retained rather than struck and stifled.

The pattering spring rain finally fell, and many soldiers who suffered from the cold began to have a fever.The situation of the wounded soldiers was particularly worrying, and Bingzhou City was more than twenty miles ahead.But many people just didn't get through this last part of the road.

(End of this chapter)