The Dashun cavalry left as soon as they could, and soon disappeared from the end of the field of vision.
However, to be on the safe side, Xu Yingwei still sent an infantry battalion and a mountain artillery battalion to guard the north of Bali Bridge, and then ordered the rest of the troops to clean up the battlefield.
Chongzhen immediately arrived at the wounded soldiers camp of the Chinese army's main formation.
It is customary to visit the wounded soldiers as soon as possible after the war.
This is by no means formalism, but an affirmation of the importance given to the wounded.
Seeing Chongzhen, the wounded New Army soldiers and Imperial College students were very excited.
A seriously injured New Army soldier struggled to get up, but accidentally caused his injury and fell back onto the stretcher. Chongzhen quickly stepped forward and squatted down in front of the wounded soldier's stretcher.
"Don't move." Chongzhen said, "Recuperate in peace."
The wounded soldier smiled miserably and said, "Long live my lord, this villain is dead."
Chongzhen glanced at the medical student standing beside him, who shook his head secretly.
Chongzhen sighed softly, turned his eyes back to the wounded, and asked softly: "Yu Agou, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"
The officers and soldiers of the New Army of the Ming Dynasty all had an identity card. Yu Agou's identity card was hung around his neck. On the front was written Yu Agou's three characters in regular script, his native place was Huating County, Songjiang Prefecture.
"Long live my lord, I heard that after destroying the Jian slaves, you will build a Beizhi Zhentai?" Yu Agou asked with difficulty.
"Understood." Chongzhen instantly understood the implication of Yu Agou's words, "Yes, Beizhi Zhentai will be built."
Then, without waiting for Agou to speak again, Chongzhen continued: "These eight infantry towns participating in the Battle of Baliqiao will all be automatically converted into Beizhi Town soldiers, including the soldiers who died in battle, and all their rights and interests will be
It will also be inherited by the eldest son. If there is no heir, then one of the sons will be chosen to inherit."
"This will put the little man at ease." Yu Agou let out a long sigh of relief.
Immediately, the look in Agou's eyes disappeared, and when Chongzhen stretched out his hand to feel his breath again, there was no sound. I dare say he took this breath just to ask this matter clearly.
Now that my wish has been fulfilled, I can pass away with peace of mind.
Chongzhen stretched out his hand and gently touched Ah Gou's cheek, and Ah Gou closed his eyes forever.
Chongzhen took off the wooden identification tag of A Gou and handed it to Xu Yingwei. He repeated what he had just said to A Gou to all the wounded soldiers.
All the wounded soldiers suddenly shouted long live.
There is no better reward than this.
Each person has 25 acres of land as a gift and does not have to pay taxes.
After coming out of the wounded barracks, Chongzhen asked Jiang Tianyi again: "How many people were killed in the battle by Guo Zisheng?"
"Two hundred and nine." Jiang Tianyi said heartbrokenly, "There are still more than two hundred serious injuries. Even if some students can be cured of their injuries, they will no longer be able to join the army."
"Two hundred and nine?!"
Chongzhen's voice couldn't help but rise an octave higher.
The sacrifices of these sons and daughters of our country are regrettable.
Then again, Chongzhen didn't expect that these sons of the country would show up in spite of themselves.
The situation at that time was actually far from the time when the sons of these countries needed to fight for justice and death.
But no matter what, it is an indisputable fact that 209 students have sacrificed their lives for the country, and many students have been seriously injured or even disabled.
Those who are killed in battle need generous pensions.
The tablet needs to be entered into the Hall of Heroes.
Those who are seriously injured and disabled also need to be accommodated.
Chongzhen immediately turned back to Wang Jiayan and said, "Wang Qing, I want to discuss something with you."
"Your Majesty's words are serious." Wang Jiayan said quickly, "Just tell me if you have anything to do."
"About the matter of the Imperial College in Beijing, I still have to discuss it with you, the Imperial College." Chongzhen said, "I plan to let the Imperial College student who was seriously injured and disabled in this battle come to the Imperial College in Beijing to serve as a tutor. Are you willing?"
"I can't get what I asked for." Wang Jiayan was overjoyed when he heard this. "Having a scholar who understands such a profound understanding of righteousness as my teacher will definitely teach the country's children who also understand righteousness. This is a good thing, and I don't have any reason not to allow it."
"It's settled." Chongzhen said, "When they recover from their injuries, they will go to the Imperial College to take up their posts."
While the two were talking, Xue Zongzhou, who had completed his surveillance mission, happened to return to the main formation of the Chinese army. Xue Zongzhou was one of the only few Imperial students who was not injured, and the blood on his shirt had not yet dried.
"Come here." Chongzhen waved to Xue Zongzhou to come over.
"I remember that you and Wang are both fellow townsmen of Fu Shan, right?"
Xue Zongzhou saluted and replied: "Your Majesty, my student and my current brother are both from the same hometown of Fu Zhangyuan."
Speaking of Wang Jinjin, Chongzhen sighed again and asked: "Where are the remains of Wang Jinjin and other students who died in battle?"
Jiang Tianyi immediately took Chongzhen to the back of the wounded barracks. A tragic scene immediately appeared in front of Chongzhen. The remains of more than two hundred soldiers wearing robes were neatly displayed in front of him. The scene was still very shocking.
In particular, the remains of many scholars were sewn together. For example, Wang Jin's remains were re-sewn in two parts.
"I feel heartbroken." Chongzhen said secretly, "What a good student. He was young, passionate and talented, but he withered in a hurry on the battlefield of Baliqiao."
Jiang Tianyi murmured with his lips, but in the end he said nothing.
Only Xue Zongzhou said proudly: "Your Majesty, the reason why scholars in my generation study is to cultivate themselves, manage their families, govern the country, and bring peace to the world. Today, I can fight for the clothes of the Han family, for the Confucian ancestral temple, and for the country of the Ming Dynasty. Even if it is a war,
Death on the battlefield is well deserved. Now that I know what I am doing, I will tell the Holy One that I will have no regrets in this life."
Only Xue Zongzhou could say this, and Jiang Tianyi would not be qualified to say this.
Chongzhen nodded and ordered that the sons of the fallen country and the soldiers of the new army be cremated.
After visiting the wounded soldiers and the fallen Guozisheng, Chongzhen returned to the Chinese army.
As soon as I sat down and hadn't taken a breath, Gao Qiqian ran over and reported: "Long live Lord, Zheng has come back from admonishment, and he has also captured an old friend of Long live Lord."
"My old friend?" Chongzhen asked with a frown, "Who is it?"
"Hong Chengchou." Gao Qiqian said with a chuckle, "Can he be considered an old friend of Long Live Lord?"
"Hong Chengchou? He is really an old friend of mine." At this time, Chongzhen was no longer the original Chongzhen, so he no longer had the deep-seated hatred for Hong Chengchou that he had in the original version.
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While he was talking, Zheng Sen had already escorted Hong Chengchou to Chongzhen.
Seeing Hong Chengchou's embarrassment, Xu Yingwei, Jiang Tianyi and other scholars wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh. It was very hard to hold it in, but the young eunuchs had no scruples and pointed at Hong Chengchou's official robe and the words on his face.
He clicked and whispered, just loud enough to reach Hong Chengchou's ears.
Hong Chengchou was so ashamed that he almost crawled into the cracks in the ground.
With so many complex emotions mixed together, Hong Chengchou simply closed his eyes.
Zheng Sen straightened his body and saluted Chongzhen: "Your Majesty, on the way back, I ambushed a group of Jiannu's Bagaras and captured Hong Chengchou."
Chongzhen only glared at Zheng Sen and said in his heart that you really know how to deal with things.
However, being able to catch the second minister, Hong Chengchou, was considered a great achievement.
When his eyes turned to Hong Chengchou again, Chongzhen's expression had hardened: "Hong Chengchou, when you surrendered as slaves, did you ever think that this day would happen?"
Hong Chengchou let out a long sigh and said: "I am telling you that the guilty minister has nothing to say and has no shame to defend himself. I only ask that the holy minister give me a happy life."
"Haha, are you observing the festival for the slaves?" Chongzhen sneered.
"No." Hong Chengchou sighed, "As a second minister, how can I have any moral integrity? The sinner's desire to die is just to live in the world without any shame."
"Want to die? It's not that easy to die." Chongzhen said coldly, "I can't even give you pleasure. For ministers like you, there will be a special yamen to try and determine what crime you will be sentenced to.
What kind of punishment should he be beheaded, should he be exiled, should he be sentenced to hard labor, should he be sentenced to hard labor, all should be handed over to the responsible official."
Hong Chengchou sighed again, even if he wanted to be a special prisoner, he couldn't get it.
"Take him down." Chongzhen waved his hand to the Imperial Guards to take Hong Chengchou down for inspection.
At this time, the various infantry towns that were pursuing them had returned to the Baliqiao camp one after another.
Following the attacking infantry back to the camp, there were also groups of prisoners of war.
Most of the prisoners of war were practicing bravery, followed by the Eight Banners Han Army, then the Green Camp, and the least were the Eight Banners Manchuria. There were not many real slaves captured alive. Needless to say, there were two yellow flags and two white flags, two red flags and two blue flags.
There are not many real slaves in the flag, but this is not because the real slaves are stubborn and refuse to surrender.
Two yellow flags and two white flags are really stubborn and they fought almost to the last man.
But the two red flags and the two blue flags are not. There are still many real slaves kneeling down and begging for surrender under these four flags.
However, the officers and soldiers of the New Army were already jealous, especially the officers of the New Army in the main formation of the Chinese Army. As long as they saw anyone with a money rat tail and unable to speak official Chinese, they would directly smash them into a sieve and kill them on sight.
Therefore, the number of real slaves captured alive was very small, less than 10,000.
However, there were more than 90,000 Eight Banners Manchurians participating in this battle.
The remaining more than 80,000 people either died in battle or were stabbed to death by the new army.
Also, the captives from the Eight Banners Mongolia and the Outer Mongols have not yet been brought back.
If nothing else happens, Cavalry Town will not be able to return until evening.
As for the Eight Banners Mongolia and the Outer Mongolia, it is definitely impossible to completely annihilate them.
After all, cavalry is different from infantry in that they run fast. If they are scattered and scattered, it is especially difficult to catch them all. Therefore, it is absolutely impossible to completely annihilate the Eight Banners Mongolia and the Outer Mongolia.
But annihilating half of them should be no problem.
Sure enough, in the evening, small groups of cavalry came back one after another escorting groups of prisoners of war. There were hundreds or hundreds of prisoners of war, all tied into long strings with hemp ropes, like strings of grasshoppers.
Very embarrassed.
In addition to prisoners of war, the cavalry town also brought back a large number of war horses, ranging from dozens to hundreds or thousands.
At the same time, the collected weapons of the Jiannu slaves have also been piled up into a hill, including flintlock guns, Hongyi cannons, Franco machine guns, camel revolving cannons, etc. In addition, there is also a large amount of food and grass baggage, often tens of thousands.
After this battle, the countdown to the demise of Jiannu has begun.