"Junhou, don't be like this, otherwise we really won't be able to save him!" The old wounded doctor was also shocked.
Although the Qiang ghost's injuries were serious, it was more of a loss of strength and not fatal. However, if he really suffered a few contractions, he would really die of exhaustion.
"Ah, oh!" Xiao Xu quickly retracted his hand, and then with a bang, Qiang Gui hit the unit price hard again.
"Junhou...you did it on purpose!" Qiang Gui burst into tears, he didn't want to die yet!
"I'm asking you to interrupt. I'm talking about burying the enemy with dignity, not you!" Xiao Xu said speechlessly.
However, the Qiang ghost didn't respond and lay on the stretcher. Only then did he dare to sleep.
The situation of Qiang ghosts is not unique, but common. In the mountains of corpses and bone piles, many Qin soldiers were like this, lying down due to exhaustion.
But when the counting was over, everyone felt extremely heavy.
Of the five thousand robes, only less than three hundred were left alive.
Similarly, of the 80,000 troops in Kucha and Loulan, only less than 500 are still alive.
Nearly 100,000 corpses lay throughout Cheshi City both above and below the city walls.
"Your Majesty, these corpses must be disposed of as soon as possible, otherwise there will be plague and plague ghosts!" the deputy general reminded.
There are too many corpses, and the weather in the Western Region is too hot. If they are not dealt with, the plague will be rampant throughout the entire Cheshi King City for hundreds of miles.
"Separate the corpses of the enemy and ourselves. Burn the enemy's corpses and let them scatter in the wind in their hometown. The corpses of our brothers must also be preserved. I will take them home!" Xiao Xu thought for a moment.
Suddenly, the order was given.
Qiuci and Loulan no longer exist, and these dead souls have no place to return. It would be better to let them drift in the wind on the land of the Western Regions, which would be a kind of comfort.
As for the corpses of the Qin army, they are the bodies of heroes. Even if they are dead, they must be taken home, where the fallen leaves return to their roots and their souls return to their hometown!
"Damn, this is crazy!" Dongxi Qimi, King Wusun and other vassals who were close to Cheshi King's city were all shocked and frightened.
No one expected that Qiuci, Loulan and the Qin army would fight so fiercely, and the real battle came down to the last soldier.
"You should be grateful to Loulan and Qiuci, they are the ones who let me, the Qin Dynasty, see your courage!" Xiao Xu reconvened the heads of the Western Regions in the name of the lord of the Qin Dynasty.
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Wusun, Dayuan, Kangju and other countries also fell silent. No one expected that this battle would be so brutal in the end.
"So, after this battle, our Great Qin will not retaliate against you. You and Great Qin will return to their previous state. However, I don't want this to happen again!" Xiao Xu said seriously as he looked at the heads of the nations.
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"Don't dare, don't dare!" The heads of the countries hurriedly waved their hands and shook their heads.
Five thousand men killed all the 80,000 main troops of Qiuci and Loulan. If more people came from Great Qin, wouldn't they all be killed?
"I don't want to investigate the reason for this battle, but please remember that wherever our Qin army is, whether you are rogues in the forest or the armies of other countries, if you dare to see the swordsmen again, you will be killed without mercy! I, the Qin Dynasty, will die!"
For one person, I will bury ten people with him!" Xiao Xu continued.
"This..." The kings of the various countries were silent. They could not control the horse bandits on the trade routes.
"I am not asking for your opinion, but informing you. No matter what method you use, in short, in this chaotic place, you will not care about my business even if you live or die. However, as long as I
A member of the Qin people is being persecuted, and I am here in person!" Xiao Xu looked coldly at the crowd.
After this battle, he knew that the royal way of Confucianism could no longer be applied in the Western Regions, and what should be used was the hegemony of the left!
Since the Western Region is called a place of chaos by themselves, then he will re-establish a new order in the Western Region!
"Since there is no objection, let's sign the credentials!" Xiao Xu presented the huge credentials in front of everyone, then signed his name and stamped his seal.
King Wusun, the Lord of Dawan, the Lord of Kangju and others looked at each other, then looked at the cold and solemn Qin army guards around them, and they could only humiliately leave their names and stamp their national seals.
At this point, the Battle of the Western Regions finally came to an end.
"Go home!" The Qin army finally withdrew.
The Qiang ghost was also seriously injured and was sent back to Xianyang for treatment. New envoys from the Western Regions also came from Xianyang.
The entire army, with their long silk ribbons waving, escorted the coffins one after another back towards Xianyang. Wherever they went, hundreds of officials greeted them and personally escorted the remains of this heroic martyr back to their hometown.
"Five thousand against eighty thousand!" In Xianyang City, Ying Zheng, Lu Buwei and Guowei Liao were all silent.
"Pass the widow's order, mourn throughout the country, hold a state funeral, and suspend all foreign wars!" After a long silence, Ying Zheng finally opened his eyes and issued the order.
"Here!" No one objected. Such a tragic battle was worthy of all the soldiers and people of Qin to see them off.
When the coffin of the heroic spirit was delivered to Xianyang, Ying Zheng personally put on the white silk ribbon, went out of the city thirty miles to welcome it, and buried more than 4,000 corpses in the mausoleum of the Qin Dynasty.
"These are my soldiers of Great Qin!" Ying Zheng said indifferently as he looked at the young master Cheng Yu who was standing next to him.
Cheng Xi looked at Bai Ling and Chang Gao who were all over the city and was silent. He also knew that his brother knew about his actions during this period, but his brother did nothing or said anything.
This is the first time and probably the last time.
"The blood of the soldiers of the Qin Dynasty cannot be shed in vain, nor can it be ruined in vain because of certain desires of certain people!" Ying Zheng continued, he could not let Cheng Yin make his own choice, but wanted to force Cheng Yin to express his stance.
"Think carefully about what will happen to the 50,000 soldiers who follow you once you rebel!" Ying Zheng patted Cheng Xi on the shoulder, then turned and left the royal tomb.
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Cheng Yu's body trembled, his brother really knew.
They had contact with the State of Zhao and received support from the State of Zhao. The 50,000 troops in his hands were the capital for his rebellion, and many people in Xianyang also supported him.
He also thought he could succeed, because in his imagination, his brother who succeeded to the throne just after returning home was only the nominal King of Qin in Xianyang and did not have much real power.
But now, he discovered that he knew too little about this brother, and the information and power this brother had in his hands had exceeded his imagination.
Looking at the royal tomb and the bodies of the martyrs sent to the underground palace, Cheng Yu thought of the soldiers under his command. If he rebelled, would these people still return to their hometowns and be enshrined by future generations?
"But, brother, do you know that there are some things that even my brother cannot control!" Looking at Ying Zheng's retreating back, Cheng Yu let out a long sigh.
He had never thought about rebellion, but everyone around him told him that he should be the King of Qin and rule the world, but there was not even one of his own around him.