Ah Fu is worried about Yuan Keli's death. Zhong Jinwei doesn't have much time to grieve for Yuan Keli's death. There are still many things waiting for him to deal with.
Besides, Yuan Keli can be regarded as seeking benevolence and getting benevolence, and he went without regrets. Compared with others, this is more or less a good thing.
It was not until sunset that the preliminary results of cleaning up the battlefield in Shenyang City were reached. Cao Wenzhao was responsible for summarizing the results, and finally reported them to Zhongxing Hou.
Zhong Jinwei did not choose his office location in Huang Taiji's palace, but in a large house in the city. He paid great attention to these details. Although Emperor Chongzhen probably wouldn't say anything, he would be less likely to worry about anything. For good.
Besides, Zhong Jinwei really can't think of the benefits of living in Huang Taiji's palace. In terms of comfort, it's not as comfortable as the air-conditioned rooms of later generations.
In the large house where Zhong Jinwei was located, senior generals of the Ming army stood in the spacious lobby, listening to Cao Wenzhao's report to the Marquis of Zhongxing: "Master Hou, in this battle of Shenyang, according to preliminary statistics, Jianlu About 9,200 people died in the battle, of which more than 4,000 were killed by our weapons; more than 14,000 were lightly or seriously wounded, and more than 38,000 surrendered."
All the generals in the hall had smiles on their faces after hearing this, the results were great!
Cao Wenzhao continued to report: "Jianlu and Heshuo Beiledorgun, Ajige, Jierhalang, and Huang Taiji have died in this battle, but the last Heshuo Beiledorgon broke out from the west gate and was taken away. We have about a thousand Jianlu troops."
Only about a thousand Jianlu escaped, it can be said that Jianlu was completely finished, the generals thought. They looked at Zhongxinghou, ready to congratulate him in advance.
After all, the Marquis is the commander-in-chief of this war to destroy the country. This is a great contribution, and the court will definitely reward him heavily.
But they found that Zhongxing Hou frowned and was not as happy as they imagined.
These generals may not know that Zhong Jinwei, who traveled through time from later generations, knows that among the Jianlu, besides Huang Taiji, Dorgon is the most capable Jianlu.
Now he has escaped with a thousand men. Although he can no longer make waves as big as before, he will always be troublesome if he becomes a horse thief and harasses the northern part of the Ming Dynasty from time to time.
Zhong Jinwei wanted to deal with this matter, but he was not in a hurry now. He looked at Cao Wenzhao and asked: "What about the casualties of our army?"
"Our army killed 876 people and injured 3,565 people, including 316 serious injuries." Cao Wenzhao's statistics on his own casualties were much more accurate.
The battlefield statistics of both the enemy and ourselves did not include the Horqin people and were directly ignored.
Cao Wenzhao paused, then immediately added: "The casualties of our army were mainly caused when Jianlu broke out. Among them, Ximen's troops were too small and failed to block Jianlu's attack, and most of the soldiers died in the battle."
This is the case with fusiliers alone. If the number is not large enough, the enemy will easily get close to them, and the cost of getting close is increased casualties.
Zhong Jinwei's face darkened and he shouted: "Take Zuo Liangyu."
"Yes, Lord Marquis." Cao Wenzhao agreed, turned around and shouted: "Take Zuo Liangyu."
Footsteps sounded outside the lobby, and Zuo Liangyu had his hands tied behind his back and was escorted in by two new sergeants.
"Master Marquis, I am not guilty, I am not convinced..." As soon as Zuo Liangyu entered the lobby and saw Zhong Jinwei at the top, he shouted injustice.
"Kneel down!" Gu Baichuan took a step away from Zhong Jinwei and shouted loudly.
Zuo Liangyu didn't dare not listen to what the Dongchang stall said, and immediately knelt down, but still cried out: "Master Hou, Dorgon escaped from the west gate, you can't blame the general! Master Hou..."
All the generals lost their smiles and looked at Zuo Liangyu, wondering how the Marquis could punish him.
I saw Zhong Jinwei's cold face, which looked particularly cold under the light of the candlelight: "Why didn't you obey the general's order to guard the west gate and occupy the main road? Where did you go?"
"General... General went to pursue the enemy, that's why he didn't stop the prisoners." Although Zuo Liangyu was kneeling there, he still raised his head and argued forcefully.
"Hmph!" Zhong Jinwei snorted heavily, and then asked: "As a senior general of our army, don't you know which is more important, chasing the Jianlu who fled into the houses in the alleys, or occupying the city gates?"
Zuo Liangyu felt a little guilty and his voice was much lower, but he still argued: "The general was confused for a moment and forgot. He was just eager to kill the enemy, so...so..."
"You still dare to quibble, so how do you explain these things?" Zhong Jinwei became a little angry and asked loudly.
Gu Baichuan, who was on one side, immediately asked a sergeant to take a large bundle from the other side and threw it in front of Zuo Liangyu. Then he opened the bundle, revealing a large amount of gold, silver and jewelry inside.
As soon as Zuo Liangyu saw it, he knew who had betrayed him. He knew that it was useless to deny it any more, so he kowtowed to Zhong Jinwei and begged for mercy: "Master Marquis, please spare my life, Master Marquis, please spare your life, I will never dare to do it again..."
It turned out that after Zuo Liangyu entered the west gate, he felt that the Jianlu prisoners he encountered had no resistance and would either escape or be killed casually. Therefore, he thought he had a chance of victory, so he made a move and left only a small number of troops to guard.
Others followed him into private houses, met people and killed them, rummaged through boxes and cabinets, and searched for gold, silver and jewelry.
As the saying goes, what kind of people lead to what kind of soldiers. Zuo Liangyu is good at killing and greedy by nature. Several of his trusted generals are just like him, and he also led the lower-level soldiers to be like him before he appeared.
this situation.
If it hadn't been for the persuasion of the Jin Yiwei political commissar accompanying the army, it is estimated that there would not even be any troops left on the main road.
Zhong Jinwei did not expect that Zuo Liangyu would become like this after leaving the Beijing camp for more than half a year. At the same time, he also secretly reminded himself that the Jinyiwei political commissar was not omnipotent and needed to be further trained in his functions.
"You know, if Yuan Zhongcheng and I hadn't sent troops to support in time, all the Jianlu would have fled from the west gate. In this war, under such a good situation, we failed to annihilate all the Jianlu, resulting in a failure. The consequence of this is,
Is it okay if you don’t dare to say anything anymore?” Zhong Jinwei slapped the table and asked coldly.
The generals who originally thought that Marquis Zhongxing was making a fuss out of a molehill no longer dared to think so after hearing this.
Zuo Liangyu's forehead was dripping with cold sweat. If this really happened, he wouldn't be able to cut off even ten heads.
He suddenly shriveled up and didn't dare to say anything anymore. He just looked at Zhong Jinwei in fear, wondering what he would do to him.
But immediately he showed a bit of madness, or was unwilling to do nothing and just wait for Zhongxing Hou to pronounce his sentence.
"Master Marquis, the last general has fought and died for the Ming Dynasty for so many years, and he even risked his life to participate in the death camp and went out to seek revenge. In the past two years, the last general has followed the master and fought with the captives, and has made a lot of achievements. Master, even if
Don’t remember the merits of the last general, please also remember the hard work of the last general..."