Di Cheng's eyes suddenly flickered, his pupils dilated slightly, and he stared at the eye-catching numbers intently. It was like a hammer hit his heart, and the suffocating pain almost made him faint.
Nine thousand and nine...Nine thousand and nine... Di Cheng's heart felt cramped, and he slowly closed his eyes. Two tears dripped down the paper, and his hands slowly clenched tightly, holding tightly.
Annie looked away and couldn't bear to see Di Cheng's pain, and said softly: "The Black Armed Forces suffered the largest casualties, with nearly 1,500 people killed in battle, and more than 4,300 people seriously injured, accounting for 70% of the entire Black Armed Forces!!
These are only preliminary statistics. Because the number of doctors is too small, it is impossible to provide comprehensive treatment. Many seriously injured people may die because they do not receive timely treatment, so... when the matter is completely over, the death toll may increase."
"...Nine thousand and nine... How should I explain to Tianmen, how should I explain to my brothers at home...Nine thousand and nine..." Di Cheng held his head in pain, feeling as if he was suffocating and swallowing him up.
"The price paid was indeed heavy, but we successfully withstood the attack of the battle ax and the cavalry. The cavalry tribe paid the price of 17,000 people. Only more than 5,000 people managed to escape. Most of the rest died in the battle, and a small number
Became a prisoner. This achievement is enough to make the Eight Tribes famous in front of the world. The price is heavy, but the achievements are also very proud." Anne could only use these words to comfort her.
"I would rather not have this honor." Di Cheng trembled to himself, with a hint of sobbing.
"Growth comes with sacrifice, and success must come with a price. We are no longer children, and we should understand this truth. Death on the battlefield has always been the slogan of the Eight Tribes, and the burial of the bones in the cemetery is also the glory of hope. Although they have made sacrifices,
At least this life is exciting enough. You should be proud of them and pay tribute to them with strong wine, not... tears..." Annie gently held Di Cheng's hand and comforted them gently.
After a long time, Di Cheng took a deep breath and looked at the crumpled statistics sheet in his hand absently: "Is there anything else, is this the only one?"
"Yan Shou was stabbed in the stomach when he was blocking the cavalry messenger troops, and his intestines were injured. In addition to the injuries sustained some time ago, he was already unconscious. Zhou Shaohua, Yi Tingxuan, and Sun Qi also fell into a coma.
There are no big wounds on the body, but there are as many as 30 or 40 small wounds. Excessive blood loss and excessive consumption have made the problem more serious. Now he is relying on blood transfusions to maintain his life."
Anne didn't want to say more, but Di Cheng would eventually know that it would be better to say it all at once instead of suffering the pain again and again.
Di Cheng slowly stood up and forced himself to be strong: "Continue."
Anne quietly held Di Cheng's hand: "The Sukhba beast was also seriously injured in the melee. The iron cavalry shouted traitor and almost tore him alive. Fortunately, Wulihan's protection was in place.
, took at least three stabs for Sukhbamon, but was seriously injured by the leader of the heavy cavalry at the last moment. He can still continue to move and stay awake, but I think he is just holding on, and it will be a matter of time before he collapses.
.
Yu Xiaotian was exhausted physically and mentally, and fell to the ground unconscious shortly after Wang Lei and the others joined the battlefield. Dahan also received several stab wounds while resisting the heavy cavalry. It was not too serious, but not light either. He had one stab wound.
Down to the ligaments and bones.
Dongfang Hao fainted, and the situation is roughly the same as that of Yu Xiaotian. He does not need resuscitation. He should get better after a period of rest."
In fact, Annie just discovered the situation of Yu Xiaotian and the others. She originally wanted to count the numbers, but unexpectedly found the unconscious Sun Qi and others in the emergency medical room, as well as the pale Dahan and others.
Due to the shortage of medical personnel, they can only wait patiently.
"In the face of life, no one has any privileges, wait, wait patiently." This was Zhou Shaohua's instruction to his subordinates before he fell into coma, and the same was true for everyone else.
Annie checked carefully in the past, but she did not expect that Zhou Shaohua and the others' injuries would be so serious. From this, it seems that the previous madness was just the function and support of perseverance. Now that the matter is over, Tianmen's victory has been determined, they can finally relax, and also caused
The collapse of the will and the collapse of the body.
Di Cheng looked at the operating room where the red light was still on. He didn't say anything and acted relatively calmly. But the hand he clenched tightly became pale and colorless due to excessive force. If it weren't for Annie's little hand gently
Soothing, you may not be able to stick to it.
...The price...this is the price...far beyond previous expectations, far beyond previous imagination.
The Iron Cavalry Tribe! They are worthy of being the royal family of the Black List, and a madness almost caused the eight tribes to be buried with them. This was after the Cha'an Tribe was conquered before. If it weren't for Changsun Qianwen's 'little trick', the Cha'an Tribe would also have died.
Among the attacking teams, Tianmen may pay an even heavier price.
"Don't think too much. The matter is over. There will no longer be a large-scale force like the Iron Cavalry Tribe in Outer Mongolia, and there will no longer be an offensive and defensive battle like today. There are 'saints' guarding here. I believe there are not many people.
I will come again to act wild."
Di Cheng calmed down a little and said softly: "You should also pay attention to rest and don't be too tired."
Annie smiled: "Jin Xuan is back, Lao Yang is also here, plus Peng Hou, Augustus, Luo Yin and others, the follow-up affairs will be taken care of. Don't worry, stay with Tiger here, north gate of the base
If it weren't for him, more brothers might have died, and we wouldn't have been able to hold on for more than ten hours. In this base defense battle, Tiger is the hero, and he deserves your company here, and no one will care."
Anne was actually comforting Di Cheng and not wanting him to feel guilty. After all, there were so many injured people in the base, and it was indeed a bit excessive for Di Cheng to stay here and wait, especially since Tiger had the special status of 'brother-in-law'.
However... Chen Hu tried his best in this battle, desperately resisting the three cavalry gods of war, and mobilized the momentum of the entire North Gate many times. His unyielding figure, and the arrogant and bloody figure brought firm belief to the Black Armed Forces.
, supporting them to persevere.
Chen Hu can definitely be in the top three in the credit book and deserves to be treated like this by Di Cheng.
What's more, we are all old brothers and have been relying on each other for six or seven years. There are not so many scruples, and no one will gossip. Anne just wants to comfort Di Cheng, and letting him stay here is a kind of rest, so as not to see
The miserable scene outside is unbearable.
Di Cheng held Annie's hand in his hand with a little force and thanked her for her concern.
"Okay, you can wait here peacefully. I'll go outside to see if there's anyone else who needs help." Annie patted Di Cheng's hand, got up and left the corridor. The moment she turned around, something flashed quietly in the corner of her eyes.
The silk was crystal clear, and a trace of sadness flashed across his expression.
Nine thousand and nine!! The number of casualties is nearly 10,000!! Ten thousand!!
She could completely imagine the heavy pressure that Di Cheng, as the sect leader, was under. Perhaps only Di Cheng himself felt the guilt, pain, and self-blame most vividly and clearly.
She felt heartbroken for Tianmen's heavy price, and also felt sad for the pressure Di Cheng had endured. As a wife and a subordinate, all she could do was comfort her, and just try her best to arrange the follow-up affairs.
Just as Annie was about to turn the corner, Di Cheng suddenly said: "Remind Peng Hou to strengthen the vigilance outside. I'm worried that someone will take advantage of the situation and get in."
The slightest bit of hoarseness, the slightest hint of deepness, sounded so painful to Anne's ears.
Anne tried her best to smile: "Don't worry, we will take care of these things."
Di Cheng raised his head slightly, leaned against the cold wall, exhaled tremblingly, and murmured hoarsely: "Nine thousand nine... nine thousand nine... I am a sinner... a sinner... a sinner of the Eight Tribes... Tianmen
The sinner..."
The two accompanying Guardsmen shook their heads and smiled bitterly, unable to find the right words to comfort Di Cheng. Among the nine thousand casualties, excluding the deaths of more than two thousand people, there were nearly two thousand serious injuries. How many more were there?
Adults can stand up again, join the Eight Tribes again, pick up the sword and fight for Tianmen again, and fight for that persistence and glory.
For the Eight Tribes, the 'price' paid in this battle far outweighed the 'experience' gained!
"Xue Yong, Old Jian." After a long silence, Di Cheng suddenly spoke up.
"Brother Cheng." Two members of the Guards came over hurriedly. "Brother Cheng, do you have any orders?"
"After dark, contact Peng Hou and ask him to help you leave the base. Remember, except Peng Hou, no one can know your departure. Remember my words, everyone."
Xue Yong and Lao Jian looked at each other and nodded solemnly: "Brother Cheng, don't worry, we know what to do."
"Leave the base, leave Outer Mongolia, and go to Tantric Buddhism." Di Cheng looked at the ceiling blankly, his vision was a little dull, but there was something strange that he couldn't explain.
"Brother Cheng means...Buddhism?" Xue Yong lowered his voice and said carefully.
"If the situation permits, let him come back." Di Cheng gently closed his eyes.
If! Circumstances permit! Come back! Xue Yong and Lao Jian keenly grasped these three words, understood them a little, and understood what Di Cheng meant. Following seven or eight years, and being together all the time, the Guards are not only Di Cheng’s most important
A loyal guard and the person who understands his thoughts best.
"After dark, contact Peng Hou." Di Cheng repeated again, his voice was low and hoarse.
"Understood." The two nodded lightly and retreated to the corner again, pretending that nothing happened, waiting for dark and the execution of this mission.
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