The Great Qin: Stop Pretending, Your Father, I Am Qin Shihuang Chapter 589

On the wall of Pengcheng, several Chu soldiers were looking around boredly.

Just finished a battle, generally speaking, there will be no problems.

So everyone is lazy.

A relatively young Chu Jun looked at the battlefield not far away, and with some doubts, asked his corporal,

"Boss, what are those Qin troops doing?"

They all saw it just now. After the war was over, many Qin troops suddenly ran out from the Qin army.

Those Qin soldiers were in groups of two, with two wooden sticks in their hands, with a strange bed supported by a piece of cloth in the middle.

Some people began to dig holes to bury people, and more began to look for the seriously wounded in the corpses.

Then use the strange bed to carry away.

The corps commander of the Chu army looked at the Qin army with a complicated expression.

Then said,

"They are burying corpses. If these corpses are not burned and buried in time, it is easy to cause epidemics."

These things, Chu Jun will also do.

The young Chu Jun pouted and said,

"Boss, of course I know. I mean, what are those strange little beds that Qin Jun carried?"

The corporal of the Chu army looked at the few soldiers under his command, and then looked around, and found that there was no higher-level Chu army, and said,

"They're saving people."

"Rescue?"

The young Chu Jun was stunned for a moment, and then said,

"Why save people? How much money should I spend?"

The young Chu Jun knew very well that when they first started, they were recruited by force.

Not to mention military salaries, not much at all.

When the army pays, there are very few people who get it.

It is the usual consumption, and it can only be said that it is barely enough to eat.

And they are still the elite of the Chu army, otherwise they would not be sent to guard the city gate.

Those peasants who have just come in have a problem with eating enough.

Therefore, he can't understand this kind of thing that costs a lot of money to treat the seriously wounded.

Another young Chu Jun around said disdainfully,

"These Qin people are weak. Our Chu army, like Wang Shang, are warriors who are not afraid of death!"

Hearing this, the corporal leader turned cold, gave the other party a slap in the face, and said,

"If you die, who will keep the seeds for the family!?"

The young Chu Jun was slapped, and he didn't dare to reply. Who let the other party be his father?

just whispered,

"One day, I will become a great hero like the king!"

Hearing this, the corporal of Chu Jun immediately glared angrily.

The young man ran away immediately, but he did not dare to run far. The Chu army also had military regulations.

Sergeant Chu Jun secretly sighed at this time,

As people get older, they naturally don't want to be heroes.

Just want to be safe.

In such a battlefield, being able to survive is the greatest luck.

Just when the corporal of the Chu army was secretly hurt, the young Chu army suddenly said,

"Hey? Sergeant, those Qin Jun seem to be saving us too?"

The corporal of Chu Jun was slightly startled, and then looked over attentively.

Although it was a bit far away, it could still be seen that among the people lying on Qin Jun's cot, some were wearing Chu Jun clothes.

For a time, several people were stunned.

"I'm going to report it to the general!"

The young Chu Jun on the side came back to his senses and said that he was about to leave.

But he was grabbed by the corporal of Chu Jun and said,

"You read it wrong! Be honest!"

The young Chu Jun frowned and said suspiciously,

"Boss, I didn't watch..."

Before he could finish speaking, Sergeant Chu said fiercely,

"Do you want to die on the battlefield? Go back and take your place!"

The young Chu Jun was stunned for a moment, and then he was silent.

Wei Wei thought about it, if one day he was seriously injured and fell on the battlefield, he also hoped that someone would come to rescue him.

Even if the opponent is Qin Jun.

After all, everyone is the same.

It's just that they belong to different camps.

Sergeant Chu looked at other positions on the city wall at this time, but happened to see that the other corps and Shi were also looking around.

Everyone glanced at each other, and then all consciously staggered their eyes.

But in the end, no one came forward to report.

Returning to their respective positions, watching the Qin army on the battlefield help the wounded.

That night.

In the Qin army camp, Zhao Lang was in his tent.

He didn't need to worry about Qin Jun's actions. He also saw that the existence of himself and Hu Hai would affect Meng Yi's performance.

Therefore, it is better to take the youth army and the peasant army aside and do your own thing.

Anyway, Meng Yi's requirement is not to get close to the front line.

He just happened to have people do battlefield first aid.

"How many people were lifted from the battlefield today?"

Zhao Lang asked indifferently at this time.

The big dog on the side replied,

"Patriarch, we rescued nearly a thousand people together, all of them were seriously injured."

"Disinfection has been done to stop the bleeding, but it depends on whether you can survive."

Zhao Lang nodded. These days, there are no anti-inflammatory drugs.

You can only use your life to resist after disinfection.

But as long as he can survive, this is a rare veteran.

Just looking at the big dog with some doubts, Zhao Lang said with a smile,

"Say something."

The big dog is not hypocritical. It was like this when he was in Zhuangzi. If you have something, you should ask it clearly.

"Patriarch, why do we save those Chu soldiers?"

"Didn't you say that you should be as cruel to the enemy as the autumn wind sweeps the leaves?"

Zhao Lang asked them to rescue the injured Qin Jun, of course he had no doubts.

From the very beginning of training, the Youth Army has followed the principle of not giving up and not giving up.

As long as there is a breath, they will take people away.

But saving Chu Jun, he was a little confused.

Zhao Lang replied at this time,

"You're right, it's natural for the enemy to do this."

"But, are these Chu soldiers really the real enemies?"

The big dog was a little stunned.

Isn't the Chu army the enemy?

The owner of his own house has a lot of tricks on the other side!

"Kill them just to end this war as soon as possible."

"However, if you can save one, Daqin will have one more person and one extra effort in the future."

The big dog clucked his mouth and asked inexplicably,

"Where is the real enemy?"

Zhao Lang smiled at this time, and then pointed to the slightly northeast direction,

"There is a group of beasts over the sea."

Pointing to the north again,

"The Huns on the steppe."

Looking west at last,

"There's a group of robbers to the west."

Hearing this, the big dog stared and said,

"Patriarch, when the Chu army is pacified, we will go and destroy these beasts, Xiongnu, and robbers!"

Zhao Lang showed a smile at this time and said,

"Although the road is a bit long except for the Xiongnu."

"But it doesn't matter, we are still young, so we can definitely meet each other."

"At that time, it will be up to you young people."

The big dog grinned and said,

"Patriarch, don't worry!"

Zhao Lang nodded and said quickly,

"Okay, go get busy."

"By the way, let the Youth Army prepare those repeating crossbows and 'justice' grenades."

"This battle can be used at any time."

After the big dog was ordered to leave, Zhao Lang said to the slave beside him,

"How about Han Xin?"

In addition to giving Meng Yi a copy of the military newspaper on Han Xin's side, he will also give him a copy.

The slave hesitated for a moment, then said,

"Today, the number of casualties in one day has exceeded 10,000."

Zhao Lang was stunned for a moment.

In Daqin, minor injuries are not counted as casualties.

In other words, the number of serious injuries and deaths has exceeded 10,000.

In one day, 10,000 people were gone.

The slave looked at Zhao Lang's gradually gloomy face, and didn't know how to deal with it.

Zhao Gao has been with him for a short time and has not taught this yet.

Fortunately, Zhao Lang quickly said,

"Dead soldiers and soldiers are treated the same, and they are registered in the roster."

"Materials are sent from within ourselves."

These peasant troops, the Daqin government will naturally not care.

The slave nodded, and then said with a little worry,

"Master, in this way, we will have no surplus."

In fact, there are not many pensions for these people.

But once the number increases, it will also be a huge number.

Zhao Lang replied at this time,

"Isn't the reason why we want to make all this money just for this time?"

The slave nodded immediately, and then thought to comfort Zhao Lang and said,

"Master, in fact, the money is not that much. Many soldiers are alone and have no family..."

It's just that he hasn't finished speaking yet, but seeing his master's face turn gloomy again, he immediately knew that he had said the wrong thing.

My heart quickly turned to one side, and finally said dryly,

"We can make their tombs look better."

Of course, he also knows that his idea is really ordinary.

However, Zhao Lang's eyes suddenly lit up, and a smile appeared on his face, saying,

"Okay!"

Slave startled, what is good?

At this time, Zhao Lang just wanted to give himself twice.

Why didn't he think of this?

After thinking for a while, Zhao Lang quickly said,

"The remains of all the soldiers are cremated and preserved, and all the names are the same."

"When the time comes, we will bring them back to Xianyang together!"

"I will write another letter, and you will send it back to Lao Huang on Zhuangzi."

This time I'm going to make a big one!

The Taoist Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals also have their whereabouts.

The slave finally regained his senses, but for a while he asked in confusion,

"Master, who is Lao Huang?"

There is no dog named Lao Huang in Zhuangzi.

Zhao Lang sighed, in front of others, Lao Huang has a nickname,

"It's the old Taoist immortal you called."

The slave smiled bitterly,

"Yes, Master."

Of course he remembers Huang Lao, but his own master is too embarrassed. How can he be called Lao Huang?

After all these things were instructed, Zhao Lang glanced in the direction of Han Xin.

Although he cherishes those farmers, he also knows that he must not interfere with Han Xin now!

Sighing slightly, Zhao Lang fell asleep.

The next morning, a small town dozens of miles away from Pengcheng.

The usual bustling crowd has long since disappeared, replaced by countless peasant armies wearing two different colors of clothing.

Howling and rushing towards each other, using the simplest weapons, he wanted to kill the peasant in front of him who was the same as himself.

In the outermost area, both the Qin army and the Chu army were recruited by these peasants.

It's very possible that they were from a village not long ago, but now, in different clothes, they have become enemies of life and death.

The peasants didn't have any killing skills, they were all fighting with the most primitive killing impulse in their bodies based on their short training.

But it's also getting more and more cruel.

The town is like a grinding disc of flesh and blood, swallowing the hands of both sides.

And such scenes were staged in various places around Pengcheng.

Countless messengers shuttled through it, bringing information to their respective commanders.

At this moment, in an unremarkable hut, Han Xin listened expressionlessly to the messengers' reports.

A series of orders came out of his mouth.

Although he was not on the front line and could not see the situation of the battle, he already knew all the situation.

Others have commanded 50,000 people to fight, and they may be a little haggard.

But now, with hundreds of thousands of farmers in his heart, he still feels that he is at ease.

As for the casualties of the peasants, he did not care at all.

Because he only has victory in his heart!

"General, the Chu army is very unusual today, and it took the initiative to attack our army in the morning."

"And cut off the road of our army and Pengcheng."

A lieutenant reported at this time.

Yesterday, they took the initiative to attack, according to Meng Yi's order, to prevent the other party from supporting Pengcheng.

But now, the situation has just turned around.

The Chu army attacked them as if they didn't want to die, and did not let them have the opportunity to approach Pengcheng.

But Han Xin just nodded indifferently, and then said,

"It seems that the Chu army will have a big move in the past two days. They think they can defeat the leader and them."

"So cut our way."

"Since they want to stop us, they should be mobilized."

"Send an order, a small group of troops pretend to attack places with little defense force, let them defend everywhere, don't let them rest!"

Tired the other party for a day, tomorrow, he will be able to defeat the other party in one sentence!

The lieutenant said hesitantly,

"The feigning troops will suffer heavy casualties."

Han Xin replied coldly,

"How can there be undead in a war?"

The lieutenant said no more.

Soon, the Qin army's offensive changed.

A group of Qin troops were running wildly on the road, seemingly looking for a way to Pengcheng.

But a branch of the Chu army is like a shadow.

Blocked the opponent stubbornly.

In the fields, on the side of the road, and in the small town, the two sides launched a brutal gladiatorial fight.

At this time, in the outer camp of the Chu army.

An extraordinary general of the Chu army was listening to the spies' report.

"General Long Tiao, the Qin army is divided into many small groups, trying to pass through the blockade."

"Our army is exhausted, and the casualties are probably not small."

Long Ju immediately replied,

"Our army suffered heavy casualties, and so did the enemy army!"

"Let the soldiers keep up with each other, no matter what, they will keep the Qin army out of Pengcheng for three days!

This is the order that the overlord gave him.

It's just that the coach of the opponent is indeed a great talent, and he is a little powerless to deal with it.

At this time, Long Ju couldn't help looking in the direction of Pengcheng. He only hoped that Bawang would win sooner~www.mtlnovel.com~ Otherwise, he would not be able to hold on anymore.

At this time, Pengcheng.

The situation on the battlefield was not much different from yesterday.

It's just that Zhao Lang is no longer in the position of coach.

He took Hu Hai to stand on the arrow tower in the camp and watched the battle between the two sides from a distance.

It was still so intense, but Zhao Lang always felt that something was wrong.

It seemed that something was missing from the battlefield.

At this moment, Hu Hai said,

"Hmph, Brother Lang, it would be great if our Daqin cavalry were here, come from the side, Chu Jun will definitely be finished!"

Da Qin's cavalry are now on the Great Wall.

But hearing this, Zhao Lang's expression changed suddenly!

Where are the cavalry of the Chu army!

(an)

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