No surprise, Great Qin won this battle. Not only did it win, it also won beautifully!
Of course, Da Qin did not expel Xihu and King Zhao from the country in an exaggerated manner, but it forced Xihu and King Zhao to retreat ten miles to the city behind them.
The two sides have been fighting for nearly two months, and Xihu and King Zhao have always joined forces to attack Da Qin. This is the first time that Da Qin has forced the coalition forces of Xihu and King Zhao to retreat. This battle is of great significance to Da Qin.
"We won, we won, we drove away the Xihu traitors, we drove them out." The young soldier wiped the blood from his face and smiled without any trace of gloom.
They won, even if they sacrificed a lot for this victory, it was worth it as long as they won!
It is not terrible to die on the battlefield, but what is terrible is that even with your own life, you cannot save your family and country, nor your wife and children behind you.
"Don't be too happy. We just repelled the people. We still have four cities to capture. Driving the Xihu people back and escorting the rebellious officials and traitors back to the capital is the real victory." Some people poured cold water, but even if
Even so, it still couldn't stop the enthusiasm of a group of soldiers. They all talked about their performance on the battlefield and kept showing off to the people around them.
After winning the battle, the soldiers returned to the city one by one with high spirits, walking a little heavier than usual.
On the battlefield, those who were slightly injured supported each other and walked happily towards the city one by one; those who were not injured carried the seriously injured ones back one by one, with relaxed joy on their faces. As for the brothers who died on the battlefield?
Loyal bones are buried everywhere in the mountains, why return them wrapped in horse leather?
Those who survived safely collected their bodies silently, took off their waistbands, buried them, and then took their waistbands back and gave them to their families.
Too many people died on the battlefield, and the weather was getting hotter and hotter. It was impossible to transport the bodies back. Those who died on the battlefield could only be buried on this land and use their bones to protect this land.
They have been fighting for many years and have long been used to life and death. They have become numb. Although they are heartbroken by the departure of their companions, they are not angry and desperate because of it. They just do what they should do silently, with a little less smile on their faces.
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Cheng Huan and his friends are not soldiers on the front line. Although they were injured, no one died. The highest mortality rate is among the soldiers on the front line. Center forwards and even rear forwards like Cheng Huan and the others have a higher mortality rate.
is the lowest.
Cheng Huan could have returned to the city with his companions, but when he saw all the corpses on the ground, he couldn't move away.
If one day he becomes one of these corpses, who will collect it for him?
A partner fighting alongside him, or an unknown stranger in the army?
Maybe there was no one to collect his body.
If one day he becomes one of these corpses, who will be sad for him?
The parents who left him in the northwest and ignored him, or the grandfather who waited for him to return and honor his ancestors?
Maybe except for Sister Qiancheng, everyone else would only say "pity". It's a pity that he died without bringing enough benefits to the family.
"Chenghuan, why don't you leave?" The friend saw Chenghuan in a daze and turned around to urge him.
"I..." Cheng Huan wanted to leave, but couldn't move his legs. "You go first, I will help clean up the battlefield."
Seeing these dead people, he understood the value of survival
He must survive, even if he doesn't make any meritorious deeds, it doesn't matter.
Nothing is more important than surviving!
Cheng Huan silently stepped forward, and with a group of soldiers, he found Da Qin's soldiers from the chaotic battlefield, cleaned them up, swept them up with grass, and carried them to the dug pit.
Gu Chenghuan had never done this kind of thing before. Carrying a corpse was an unlucky thing for many people, and many people were unwilling to do it, but Gu Chenghuan didn't think so.
Everyone who dies on the battlefield is a hero!
Cheng Huan did it silently, without any reluctance or dislike. His friend stood aside and watched, but wanted to leave but couldn't take a step forward. Finally, he gritted his teeth and came to Cheng Huan's side together.
"Cheng Huan, let's come too." In Beijing, they were pampered and well-off dandy boys. They had never done anything rough, let alone carrying a corpse. However, at this time, they were not afraid of hardship or dirt. They were fighting with peasant soldiers on the battlefield.
, doing the work of carrying corpses together.
Different from the gloom and sadness on the battlefield, there was a lot of noise in the city. The people in the city heard the victory of the army and beat gongs and drums along the way. Every soldier who entered the city was warmly welcomed and enjoyed the praise of the people.
Qin Jiyan was still walking in front. Riding on his horse, he was more heroic than ever before. Many little girls blushed when they saw him...
The soldiers who stayed in the military camp were overjoyed when they heard the news of the great victory. The cooks had already prepared large pieces of meat and large bowls of vegetables. Everyone had a smile on their face, except Feng Si.
Jinwai!
Feng Sijin, with a serious face, stood out among the crowd. Qin Jiyan saw it as soon as he came in.
When the army entered the camp, the deputy general who stayed behind excitedly came out to greet them. After giving a ceremony to Prince Qin Jiyan and Prince Pingxi, he expressed his excitement in an excited voice.
There was a lot of excitement in the army. Although Qin Jiyan did not get involved, he did not stop him. He allowed General Cheng and others to shout loudly. From the time they came in until now, he only said one sentence: "Thank you for your hard work. Have a good rest and recuperate."
Charge up, let's fight again tomorrow!"
Everyone's blood was boiling with excitement from the victory, and they all shouted loudly that they could fight again today!
Qin Jiyan didn't answer, he just told everyone to go eat and rest quickly, there's enough meat and vegetables for today!
In the army, they could eat well, but there was no oil or water. After hearing Qin Jiyan's words, many soldiers howled with excitement. Qin Jiyan ignored them and let them do whatever they wanted, as long as they did not violate military discipline.
Seeing Feng Sijin's serious look, Qin Jiyan guessed that something might have happened in the army. He glanced at Prince Pingxi and General Cheng, and led the people to the commander's camp, leaving a group of lieutenants outside to meet with the soldiers.
Celebrating together, there were two people among whom Prince Pingxi suspected.
"What happened?" Qin Jiyan asked as soon as he entered the camp.
Feng Sijin is a very calm person, and he never panics or panics when encountering problems. The sullen look on his face tonight is too special for people to ignore.
Prince Pingxi and General Cheng also looked at Feng Sijin eagerly, waiting for Feng Sijin's answer.
Feng Sijin did not show off and said directly: "Your Highness, someone from the capital has brought the emperor's decree."
"The emperor's imperial edict? What did you say?" Qin Jiyan's eyes moved slightly, but he was not panicked at all.
Even if the emperor still has a few years to live, Qin Jiyan is not afraid. Everything he has now cannot be taken back by the emperor if he wants.
"The Emperor has summoned Prince Heping Xijun to return to the capital. The imperial edict specifically states that you must return to the capital immediately." When Feng Sijin said this, he glanced at Qin Jiyan worriedly.
Being recalled at this time is definitely not a good thing. You can imagine that something must have happened in the capital, otherwise the old emperor would not have been able to recall Qin Jiyan at this critical moment...