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Chapter 68 Get all the stolen goods?

After counting the casualties, the results were unexpectedly brilliant.

Forty-three people were killed in the battle, and 37 were seriously injured, 18 of whom later died of their injuries. This was all caused when the Turkic cavalry charged into the formation. If the "shaking thunder" hadn't completely disrupted the Turkic cavalry's formation,

This number probably includes all the soldiers in the army. The huge lethality caused by the cavalry charging into the formation is simply frightening.

There were hundreds of minor injuries, all of which were wounded by the Turkic cavalry who were surrounded and killed in the end.

The Turkic cavalry shot and killed more than 200 people and captured more than 300 people. That night, Fang Jun ordered them to be killed. He did not want these prisoners to be used by the big guys in the army in exchange for wealth or merit, so he killed Fang Jun.

If you are a handsome soldier, you have to pay the price with your life!

Liu Rengui and Duan Zan fully agreed on this point.

The whole military camp was in jubilation. It was unbelievable that the invincible Turkic cavalry was defeated at such a small cost! This was the invincible king in the grassland and desert. Even if it was cavalry against cavalry, Tang Jun had grown up on horseback.

The Turks on the back were not as good as they were, not to mention that they achieved such brilliant results with just infantry.

In particular, the admiral killed all the prisoners and never used it to negotiate terms with the Turks, thereby giving the Turks a chance to redeem their prisoners. This made the entire Shenji Battalion extremely supportive. As for the only survivor, Ash

That didn't mean that everyone did not criticize him harshly, because this person's identity was too special. In the eyes of the soldiers, even their admiral had no right to directly decide this person's life or death.

Fang Jun was not excited at all.

He has had human lives on his hands, and since he came to this era, he has not found killing or being killed to be an unacceptable thing. In this society with backward laws and the law of the jungle, life is really too fragile.

thing……

But this kind of confrontation between two armies, the violent murderous aura that filled the world, shocked him, a white soldier on the battlefield.

On the battlefield, it seems that life has become a pale number. With every charge and every confrontation, life is like dew under the sun, evaporating in an instant...

This kind of impact from his thoughts made him feel depressed.

More importantly, he smelled a sense of conspiracy from the Turkic cavalry attack on the camp.

Who paid the price of ten carts of fine iron to bribe the Turks to send a thousand fine cavalry to attack the Killing God Camp?

He keenly felt that this person's target may not be the Shenji Camp, but himself!

The Turks can't even smelt ordinary pig iron, let alone fine iron that can be used to make weapons. This person is probably a Han. And among the Han people who can transport ten carts of refined iron here for trading, in fact

It's not much. Not only does it require strong connections to avoid interrogation at the border, but it also requires a certain amount of financial strength. Ten carts of fine iron is not a small amount, and it's not something that anyone can just come up with casually.

Let’s think about it again: Changsun Chong was transferred to the Chinese army’s tent during the day, but was attacked at night...

The answer seems self-evident.

But Fang Jun still has one thing that he doesn't understand: he has no grudge against Changsun Chong, and the only quarrel between them is that at the Zhongnanshan night banquet, he seemed careless and seemed to be teasing Princess Changle. That incident was actually him.

It's reckless, but just because of this, you have to put yourself to death, and by the way, you also need to take two thousand soldiers of the Shenji Battalion, officers and soldiers of the transport camp, and tens of thousands of civilians?

Fang Jun felt a little incredible.

But besides Chang Sun Chong, who else has the motive to do this?

Hou Junji?

Not that much...

The more he thought about it, the more confused his mind became. He ordered the soldiers to gather together the bodies of the brothers who died in the battle and place them neatly in the middle of the barracks. The weather was hot and it would not take long for these bodies to rot. The best way was of course to bury them on the spot, but the room

Jun doesn't want to do this.

The Han people have had the idea of ​​"fallen leaves returning to their roots" for generations. No matter which dynasty they are, they have an obsession with their "hometown" that outweighs everything else. How could they be left alone in this desolate place after they died when they were brought to the desert of the Western Regions?

In the distant yellow sand?

There are very few trees in the Gobi Desert, so Fang Jun ordered people to collect all the wood for the camp gates and cremate them.

All the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion lined up neatly, standing behind Fang Jun, watching the flames soaring into the sky sweeping up Pao Ze's body and turning it into fly ash.

Fang Jun's deep and deep voice resounded throughout the camp: "The first military rule of the Shenji Camp is 'Don't abandon, don't give up'! Not only must we do it while we are alive, but we must do it even if our comrades die."

They take them home! We fight side by side, trust each other, and even use our bodies to block the knife for our comrades when facing death. So how can we have a reason to abandon our comrades after they die? No matter how difficult or dangerous it is

, we must always remember that even if we cannot go back alive with our comrades, we must take his ashes home! This is the responsibility of survival! From today on, I, Fang Jun, swear that I will never take the remains of any comrades home.

Abandoned in a foreign land, if you violate this oath, you will be punished by heaven and earth!"

"If you violate this oath, you will be punished by heaven and earth!"

"Do not abandon, do not give up!"

All the soldiers raised their arms and shouted, with tears in their eyes. They used all their strength to express their wishes to their dead comrades, and solemnly made an oath to their living comrades!

No army can have such respect for the dead Paoze, and no general can make such an oath!

Fighting on the battlefield, swords and arrows have no eyes, anyone may be the one who dies in the next moment!

How desolate and sad it would be if he were hastily buried by his comrades in the desolate Gobi Desert?

But now, every soldier knows that even if he dies in battle, his comrades will overcome difficulties and obstacles, take him home, and bury him in his hometown! Even if he dies, he can still protect his parents, wife and children...

What else is there to fear?

It is precisely because of Fang Jun's momentary soft-hearted decision that this army will not be afraid of death in the following years of war, and will conquer the world!

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The night was sad and beautiful, and the crescent moon in the sky exuded a faint light.

Hou Junji stood at the door of the tent with his hands folded, looking at the dark Qijiaojing Canyon in front of him, like the bloody mouth of a wild beast.

As long as they cross this canyon, what awaits the Tang army ahead is a vast plain. No matter how dangerous the pass is, the army can reach the gate of Gaochang City. With the superior strength of the Tang army, Gaochang City will definitely be defeated in one battle, and the destruction of the country will only be possible in a matter of seconds.

But Hou Junji is still very cautious, because in this desert western region, there is still a king who has been in power for hundreds of years - the Turks!

Even though the Turks had suffered repeated defeats in successive battles and had to avoid the Tang Dynasty's troops and move westward step by step, no one dared to ignore the rapid and domineering fighting power of the Turkic cavalry in the desert grasslands!

But so far, all the scouts have been sent out, but no trace of the Turkic cavalry has been found.

Except for the group of "horse bandits" who might attack Shenji Camp...

The Turks are the best at field battles. Their cavalry charge is a nightmare for infantry. Thousands of Turkic cavalry gather in one place, and the violent momentum they can generate is enough to tear any infantry into pieces!

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for them to stay in Gaochang City and help the King of Gaochang defend the city.

But where are these damn Turkic fevers hiding?

Hou Junji was in a state of confusion. He was most afraid that when he was attacking the city, the Turkic cavalry would suddenly launch a surprise attack somewhere. That would be dangerous! No matter how arrogant he was, he believed that his military talent was not inferior to that of Li Jing.

, and dare not ignore the power of the Turkic cavalry.

Hou Junji glanced behind him meaningfully.

In the commander's tent, several marching secretaries were still verifying and finalizing various documents overnight, including Chang Sun Chong...

Hou Junji once again thought of the elusive horse bandits intent on attacking Shenji Camp.

Are they really horse bandits?

Hou Junji didn't think so. He thought it was very likely that they were Turkic cavalry.

But what he didn't understand was why they were attacking the Shenji Camp and the Supply Camp?

Even if all the food and grass in the baggage camp were burned, it would not affect the outcome of the army's attack on Gaochang City. At most, it would cause some trouble for Hou Junji. He needed to order an order to collect food on the spot. The land of Gaochang State was fertile and there was plenty of food!

Could it be that this Turkic cavalry has something to do with Chang Sun Chong?

Hou Junji's heart skipped a beat and he was a little unbelievable.

The eldest son of the Sun family, your Majesty's son-in-law, actually colluded with the Turks?

Hou Junji laughed and shook his head. It was a ridiculous idea!

A soldier in the distance ran quickly. When he got close, he knelt down on one knee and raised a red-covered battle report with both hands: "Report to the commander, the battle report of the Shenji Battalion!"


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