Chen Cheng checked the bandages on several seriously wounded soldiers. Most of the bandages had hardened and condensed into a dark brown solid on the skin. Only a few places still had blood seeping out. Soldiers who were really seriously injured would not be able to hold on for too long because of
Bleeded to death. Those who were able to be rescued back to the camp were generally not seriously injured, and most of them were physically strong, so they could hold on.
Even so, their injuries might not get better without Chen Cheng. He asked the names of the seriously injured one by one, comforted and encouraged them a few words, and moved them to the "team" led by him, so that
They will be able to enjoy the two-level "Medical" skill BUFF.
In the feudal era, even if the warlords had doctors in their armies, they did not care much about the lives of the soldiers. One was that it was not cost-effective, consuming precious medicines and a lot of manpower and material resources, and it was not necessarily possible to save the lives of the soldiers.
Save it. Secondly, except for a few generals, most officers regard soldiers as two-legged animals, like the Huns opposite. Except for a few noble leaders who treat people as humans, the others are similar to horses, cattle and sheep.
treatment.
Chen Cheng once again comforted the seriously wounded and was about to leave when a soldier who suddenly felt much better shouted: "General!"
Chen Cheng turned around and said with a smile: "What's the matter? But the food is not good?"
Xu Wen said quickly: "We follow the regulations and make broth for the wounded every day. If the general doesn't believe it, you can go check it out!"
"No, no," the soldier who spoke waved his hands repeatedly, his face flushed, "The food I eat every day is very good, and it is better than when I was not injured. If you ask me to tell you, it is better to be injured...
Um, that’s not what I meant...”
The more he spoke, the more anxious he became. Finally, he couldn't say anything and was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.
Chen Cheng laughed. He walked forward, sat on the bed, patted the man on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Don't be anxious, come on, take a few deep breaths, and talk later."
The man followed Chen Cheng and took a few deep breaths to calm down. He said sheepishly: "General, I heard someone said that after the Huns are defeated, they will allocate land to us, and they will not collect taxes. This...
......."
When Chen Cheng looked into the room, not only did the wounded soldiers raise their ears, but Xu Wen and several of the soldiers also held their breath, trying to hear clearly. Only Zhao Yun's face showed no change of color at all.
Unmoved.
For the vast majority of Chinese people in this era, their dream is to have a piece of their own land. If they can still get tax exemption, it will be the wonderful life they can only have in their dreams.
Chen Cheng pondered for a while and said: "I have asked Chang Shi to study the amount of land rewarded to soldiers who have made meritorious services, but the specific amount is not yet clear. In my personal opinion, it is best for each soldier to have one in his home.
Thirty acres of land can be tax-free so that a family can be supported. The amount of tax-free land for officers at all levels will only be larger. But these lands are not free, they can only be obtained after making meritorious services."
"Can we really have thirty acres?" The man on the bed said in surprise: "I rushed into the battle with the general today and stabbed two Huns to death. Does it count as meritorious service?"
Chen Cheng looked at Zhao Yun. Zhao Yun stepped forward knowingly. He first looked at the wooden sign placed beside the bed of the man on the bed, and then said: "The army has indeed come to report. Zhou Jili has contributed to the battle. As for how many enemies he has killed."
, because there is no way to know without the head.”
Zhou Ji shouted: "I obviously killed two enemies, and I was charging on horseback. How could I have time to cut off people's heads?"
When he got excited, he didn't even say "I" and directly spoke the dialect of his hometown.
Chen Cheng grabbed Zhou Ji and said, "You have made great achievements in trapping the Huns. When you defeat the Huns, you will definitely be rewarded. You can just rest in peace and recuperate now."
Zhou Ji then lay back on the bed. He had jumped up from the bed excitedly, and the wound had burst. He was probably going to lie down for a few more days. Chen Cheng said to everyone in the barracks: "The chief secretary and the army commander will take note of your contributions."
Wait, when the battle is over, we will reward you based on your merits, and you will never be in vain!"
Zhou Ji and the others shouted excitedly. Before Chen Cheng could say anything, Xu Wen straightened his face and shouted, "What's the fuss about? Each person will be recorded a minor demerit!"
Zhou Ji and the other wounded men glared at Xu Wen, but did not dare to make any more noise.
Chen Cheng took the lead and walked over, saying to Xu Wen behind him: "You did a good job, take me to see the lightly wounded."
After walking around the barracks of the lightly wounded soldiers and repeating what he had done before, Chen Cheng felt that his methods were a show off. In the past, he had seen on TV that leading cadres expressed condolences to soldiers, or were in trouble.
When visiting people's family members, they were more or less disapproving of it, but after doing it myself, my feelings changed again.
Putting on a show is a show, but it still has its uses, at least it is better than not doing it. You can't say that shouting slogans is wrong, right? The one with the best will get it. When an official of a dynasty starts to say, "It's just to make the people feel uncomfortable."
, it means that it has begun to enter the worse stage.
Although the tricks of undressing and pushing food are old-fashioned, they are still useful. And everything is based on comparison. Although he feels a little disgusting for showing off, other princes and generals can't even do it.
.
After coming out of the wounded soldiers' barracks, Chen Cheng said to Zhao Yun: "Zilong, no matter how hard you work tonight, check the names of the meritorious soldiers reported by each department, and rest in the camp tomorrow, then don't go to war."
The chief clerk is a very important position in the military. With just one click of the pen in his hand, the credit of many people fighting desperately is lost. In the military, rewards and punishments are all in the hands of the chief clerk, how can it be small?
Zhao Yun nodded and said: "Okay."
Chen Cheng looked up at the sky. It was another bright moonlit night. He said to Zhao Yun: "Tomorrow I will lead Lu Fang to fight. The infantry and civilians in the camp will be under your control. Let the soldiers continue to strengthen the camp. Wait until you receive the message.
When the news comes, immediately send troops out of the camp to seize nearby water sources and high ground, and prepare for a decisive battle with the Huns!"
After only one night, the injuries of the seriously injured people stabilized. Not only did their body temperature return to normal, but even the wounds on their bodies began to scab. The more lightly injured people even started to jump around. The wounded people were very surprised.
, Xu Wen was very indifferent. He had seen this situation several times. Although he was still shocked, at least he could maintain a calm look on his face.
Several wounded soldiers gathered together and whispered, "Could it be that... the general is actually a certain god?"
"It must be!" A certain veteran vowed: "I have seen generals spitting thunderbolts on the battlefield and killing several enemies!"
The officers came over and shouted angrily: "What are you talking about? Come to work for me when you are healed!"
All the soldiers immediately dispersed.
In the early morning, after feeding the soldiers and horses, before Chen Cheng sent out his troops, Ye Bushou and the reconnaissance cavalry who were outside quickly came to report, "The Huns are out in force, and they are only twenty miles away from here!"
“…..”
The Huns had an advantage in military strength. They first defeated Yang Qiu's army and then captured the fortified city of Lian County. Their morale was so high that they didn't even need to seduce Chen Cheng and others. They had already come to kill them on their own.
Cheng Yi and Yang Qiu also received the news at the same time, and immediately sent people over to make an appointment to fight the enemy.
Both sides have the intention of a decisive battle, and a war is inevitable. The drums and trumpets in the three camps are blasting, and soldiers and horses rush out to seize advantageous positions. Yang Qiu has the strongest force in the center. Chen Cheng is on the right wing, and Cheng Yi is on the right.
On the left wing, it took less than half an hour to complete the formation of the soldiers and horses on the right wing. The Cheng Yidu cavalry on the left wing quickly occupied several mounds and highlands. Only Yang Qiu's army had many infantry and civilians.
Still nervously mobilizing.
The ground began to roar, and the soldiers became nervous. Even the Yue cavalry who fought with Chen Cheng from Luoyang had never seen such a scene of more than 50,000 cavalry galloping together. The Han army had a large number of cavalry, but the main force was infantry.
.The Northern Army Infantry Battalion and Shesheng Battalion were numerous and prestigious, but the total number of cavalry in the three battalions did not exceed 15,000.
The smoke and dust rolled up like a long dragon, and tens of thousands of Hun cavalry rushed in, seemingly crushing the military formation here. Many soldiers' mouths were dry, and some even began to tremble.
This was the first time Chen Cheng faced such a situation. Even he was secretly frightened. When he fought with the Wuhuan people in western Liaoning last year, because of the favorable location, the Wuhuan people's cavalry was in a state of attacking from their backs, and it was impossible to swarm them forward.
.Now it is on flat land. Even if there are some mounds, the highest point is no more than about ten meters high.
He looked left and right, and said to Zhao Yun, who had bloodshot eyes: "Zilong, take five hundred riders to the rear to supervise the battle. Anyone who dares to retreat without authorization will be killed by me!"
Zhao Yun flatly refused, and then said with emotion: "Just send anyone to supervise the battle. In today's battle, I will naturally protect Lord Di!"
Seeing Zhao Yun's firm expression, Chen Cheng called Yao Qiong and said: "Take your troops and horses to the rear to supervise the battle. In today's battle, whether we advance or retreat, no matter who dares to retreat, we will be killed!"
Yao Qiong was a little afraid of the Huns' military might, so after hearing this, she immediately said: "No!"
Chen Cheng said to the candidate again: "I asked you to carry the crossbow onto the ferry. How many ships are available now?"
The candidate responded: "Because we have to transport people, horses and supplies back and forth these two days, there are only thirty ferries available."
"Thirty is enough. You can prepare three hundred with good water quality. When the fighting starts here, you can sail the boat close to the shore and collect your shots."
The candidate promised loudly and handed over the army to another member of the clan. He himself fired up three hundred elite soldiers and ran to the dock. Chen Cheng looked at his own battle formation and saw that the veterans were okay and could still maintain their strength.
Calm down, the newly added local powerful tribes, as well as the militiamen and civilians, are mostly in a state of extreme fear.
He would not laugh at these frightened soldiers, because he himself was shocked by the scene of the Huns galloping. But he could not just let his morale remain low. If he really faced the enemy in this state, he might not be able to defeat the Huns.
The moment the killing came, many infantry phalanxes were about to collapse.
He thought for a while with a sullen face, and there is a saying in the art of war: use the right combination to win by surprise. The front hooves to win by surprise must be able to withstand it from the front. If you can't block it from the front, then how can you win by surprise?
Thinking of this, Chen Cheng immediately jumped out of the battle formation, driving the fiery red horse to gallop back and forth in front of the formation, so that everyone could see him. Gulu became more and more majestic, with a shoulder height of five feet and two, and Chen Cheng
His body has become much stronger, and now he is riding on horseback, like an iron tower.
"I am Liangzhou Mu Chen Cheng! Some of you recognize me. Some of you don't know me yet," Chen Cheng said loudly on Gulu's back as he trotted back and forth: "Everyone who knows me knows that I have never been a stingy person.
, and have never been a timid person. Those who don’t know me, you can ask other people around me, do I always charge forward in every battle?"
Many people shouted together: "Yes!"
Chen Cheng was not satisfied. He shouted angrily in the direction of the military formation: "The voice is too low. Are you women? Louder!"
His voice alone was loud enough to be heard by hundreds of people. There were ten thousand people on the right wing, and almost everyone heard his roar.
The response came even louder, "Yes!"
But Chen Cheng was still dissatisfied. His neck and face turned red, and he roared again, "It's still too young. Use all your strength on women."
A cry like a landslide and tsunami sounded, "Yes! Yes! Yes!"
Chen Cheng was finally satisfied. He straightened up on his horse and said loudly: "In today's battle, I will also stand in the front row! If any of you see me running away from the back, you can shoot arrows at me! I will stand
Here, fighting side by side with you! Unless I die, I will never fall!"
The book "The Crowd" says that in a state of fear, conscious collective action can easily turn into a kind of fanatical catharsis. Now the soldiers on the right have fallen into fanaticism. While banging their weapons,
While shouting wildly: "Long live, long live!"
The shouts were so loud that the soldiers in the center and left wing couldn't help but turn their heads this way and forget to come over. At the same time, the Huns on the opposite side also began to change. Perhaps they regarded the right wing as the main force of the Liangzhou Army, and they adjusted
In preparation for the battle deployment, tens of thousands of elite cavalry were sent to their left wing, which was the right wing of the Liangzhou Army.
Chen Cheng jumped off the horse and asked his soldiers to lead Gulu behind him. He himself held a shield and a spear and stood at the front of the infantry square. Zhao Yun also jumped off the white horse and silently walked to Chen Cheng's side.
The other soldiers looked at each other and saw helpless expressions.
The personal soldiers of other generals all enjoy the best treatment and do the easiest work. Unlike them, they have to follow Chen Cheng every time to charge at the short end and retreat at the rear. Of course, their treatment is the same as that of the entire army.
The best among them have received so many benefits, and now they need to repay them with their lives.
Chen Cheng's personal casualty rate has always been very high, but his pay is equally high. And as long as he doesn't die, he can easily be released and become a low-level officer. Therefore, even with a high casualty rate, there are still many people who want soldiers in the army.
