In the Zhongjun tent, Lun Qinling let out a sigh, showing a bit of loneliness.
When the generals heard the order to withdraw their troops, they all breathed a sigh of relief and felt relaxed.
Withdrawal is a technical job. You cannot run around in a swarm. You need people to stay behind and meet you halfway. You also need to create a suspicious formation so that it is difficult for the opponent to find it, so as to gain time to evacuate. The wounded and supplies also need to be taken away, etc.
After some discussion, everyone took orders and dispersed.
When Lun Qinling came to the entrance of the Chinese army's tent and looked in the direction of the Hanzhou army, he felt complicated. He originally thought that he had an army of 300,000 and it was the home field, so he could have a great battle and make a name for himself. However, he did not know that he was still defeated. The defeat was due to himself.
The most despised assassination method.
If they had not been knocked unconscious, the army would not have retreated in a hurry, resulting in numerous casualties, and there would have been no sneak attack tonight.
Is God going to destroy Tubo?
A secret sigh, endless melancholy!
The sneak attack was quickly repulsed, and the Tibetan army secretly prepared to evacuate. The banner camp could not be moved. If it moved, it would be exposed, attracting endless pursuit, which was fatal.
The army cannot make any noise. A loud voice will also expose the enemy.
Everything was prepared quietly, not even a torch was lit, they were evacuated one after another, making as little noise as possible.
An hour later, the sneak attack came again.
This time, no one stopped him, not even a single person was seen in the Tibetan camp.
The news quickly spread back, and Luo Zhang and others came in a hurry. Looking at the empty camp, the still burning bonfire, and the flags swaying in the wind, it felt very unreal.
"I'll take people to chase him." Fang Yiai suggested.
Everyone looked at Luo Zhang. After tonight's battle, Luo Zhang's prestige was even higher.
Luo Zhang looked at the empty camp in deep thought and frowned. Hearing Fang Yiai's request to fight, he shook his head decisively and said: "If the Tubo army is well prepared and withdraws, it must have a backup plan and cannot pursue it. Moreover, our army is exhausted."
We are tired, we have reached our limit, we need to rest, let them run away."
Everyone heard that it made sense. It would take about an hour before dawn. Although the moon was bright in the sky, the visibility was still limited and it was easy to be ambushed. Cheng Chumo looked at the gray front and said: "How about the army rest for two hours and then pursue after dawn?"
It’s not too late either.”
"It's just a defeated army. They have already lost their courage. There is no need to worry about keeping them. It is better to let them run away. Going back with the news of the defeat will only shake the hearts of the Tibetan army. It is beneficial to our army. The tents are ready. The army can come and take over and stay there.
, clean the battlefield and wait until the main force arrives before making a decision." Luo Zhang insisted.
Everyone thought it made sense and nodded one after another.
Orders were passed down one after another, and the army entered the camp left by Tubo in an orderly manner. There were ready-made tents, bonfires, and some dead horses, cattle and sheep that could not be taken away. They were killed, cooked, and stewed for a feast.
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Before I knew it, the sky was getting brighter.
Apart from patrolling, guarding and scouting, the rest of the army was soundly sleeping. They were very tired from the repeated battles.
After sleeping for a whole day, the soldiers woke up one after another at dusk, refreshed and in high spirits. While preparing to eat, they talked about their achievements in the past few days and how much silver reward they could get, and they were ready to take it when they returned.
What are you doing with the silver reward?
Satisfied and happy!
Two days later.
The main force of the army arrived and the tents on site were just in time to stay, which saved a lot of trouble.
The Chinese military tent was also requisitioned. Qin Huaidao was in a good mood after listening to everyone's battle reports. Unexpectedly, Luo Zhang grew up so fast. Not only did he win the battle, he also won everyone's recognition. He had the demeanor of a commander, which is really rare.
After the report of the results of the battle was completed, Qin Huaidao pondered for a moment and then said: "Everyone, this is a beautiful victory. I will record the great achievements first and reward them later. However, the losses of each unit are not small, especially the wounded who need to recuperate. Please pass on the order and the army will rest here for five days."
Heaven, the Art of War in Tubo City in Five Days."
Everyone was a little surprised and looked at Qin Huaidao.
Luo Zhang asked everyone's doubts: "Why wait five days instead of pursuing the victory and making a quick decision? As time goes by, Tibet will be fully prepared and it will be detrimental to our army."
"No, waiting for five days has two advantages. First, our army can regain its combat effectiveness; second, Tubo will mobilize its troops to gather in the royal city, so our army does not need to search for them one by one, just in time for the decisive battle!"
Letting your opponent deploy his troops and punish his generals is so confident, so domineering, and so contemptuous of the enemy.
Everyone was infected by Qin Huaidao's magnanimity and laughed one after another.
Fang Yiai said excitedly: "King of Han, since it is a decisive battle, our Chinese army has the unshirkable responsibility to be the main attacker."
"You have suffered heavy losses, and you are still rushing forward. How can you still look like a Chinese army? I am the main attacker." Cheng Chumo jumped out to fight.
Xue Wanche was not convinced. He was the number one in terms of martial arts. Regardless of whether he was a new or old general, if he took a step forward, he would ask for a fight. But when he saw Qin Huaidao's smiling face, his heart moved and he retreated. As a veteran who had followed Li Er for many years
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Liu Hongji and An Guogong, who were both veterans, were not far behind, but they were old and calm, and they inevitably thought more. They exchanged glances without saying a word.
This detail was keenly sensed by Qin Huaidao, but he did not point it out. He said with a smile: "The wounded soldiers must be returned to the army within five days. Whoever's army recovers quickly and forms combat effectiveness first will be the main attack."
This forces everyone to pay attention to wounded soldiers and find ways to speed up their recovery and build combat effectiveness.
Once the wounded soldiers recover from their injuries, they will become elite veterans, and their combat effectiveness will be greatly improved. Moreover, paying attention to the wounded soldiers will make other people feel grateful. They will fight with confidence on the battlefield in the future, without fear of injury, and their military morale will be stable.
Everyone didn't think much, nodded one after another, and began to compete secretly.
They all work under the same account. Who doesn’t want to make more contributions and make great achievements?
Luo Zhang saw Qin Huaidao's intention, but he didn't expect to pay so much attention to wounded soldiers. This was impossible in other armies. Other armies did not know how to treat wounded soldiers. Firstly, there was a lack of medical treatment. Secondly, treatment required money and cost a lot.
, at most a small amount of pension will be given, and about 30% will be deducted. The wounded soldiers dare not speak out in anger, otherwise they will not get any at all, and will be quietly killed by the general in exchange for more pension.
Xue Wanche and Liu Hongji have been fighting for many years and have drunk the blood of soldiers. It's not that they don't want to pay attention to wounded soldiers, but they have no way, no ability, no conditions, and they don't dare.
Paying too much attention to the wounded soldiers will arouse suspicion from above, win over people's suspicions, and be suspected of rebellion. Who would dare to pay attention to it? I didn't expect Qin Huaidao to pay so much attention to the wounded soldiers. He felt a little grateful in his heart. They were all soldiers. Who could really be indifferent and indifferent?
Watching Paoze, who had fought together, dying of pain?
At this moment, everyone understood why Qin Huaidao could always win the battle. People's hearts are all made of flesh. Comparing one's heart with one's heart, who wouldn't feel free to sacrifice one's life following such a master?