"In addition to the war horses, we will bring hundreds of them to serve as our rations during the march."
"As for the remaining ones, let them be distributed to the local people."
"It's already very hard for them to live here, and they usually have enough to eat and hunger to eat."
"Giving these dead horses to them as food can also help them survive the temporary difficulties."
"At the same time, we can also invite them to come over and help dispose of these corpses. That way, we brothers can also feel more relaxed."
"After all, our brothers are quite tired after a big battle just now."
"As for those used crossbow arrows, we need to send people to collect them all for subsequent use."
"The situation here is extremely complicated, and the forces are intricately connected. Without a sufficient number of arrows in hand, we cannot guarantee our own safety."
Lu Zhishen and Yang Zhi did not have much objection to Wu Zhi's arrangement.
However, there was quite a bit of criticism about taking the initiative to bury the bodies of the Liao and Jin armies.
In the words of the two of them, the workload involved in dealing with the bodies of their brothers was already huge.
Why do we still have to deal with the corpses of those hostile forces?
This will not do them any good, it will only waste time.
But Wu Zhi used his rich knowledge to teach these two generals who only knew how to charge and kill a lesson.
"Brothers, do you know how terrible the plague is?"
After Lu Zhishen and Yang Zhi heard this question, the expressions on their faces were stunned for a moment.
Then, a look of reminiscence emerged.
The first person to speak was Yang Zhi.
"We, the Yang family, have been generals for generations. When I was very young, I heard something about the plague from my grandfather."
"It's terrible, it's really terrible!"
"In just a few days, a city inhabited by tens of thousands of people was destroyed by a plague."
"It is said that only a dozen people survived at that time."
After Yang Zhi finished speaking, Lu Zhishen looked at Yang Zhi in disbelief.
Obviously, there was a certain degree of doubt about the authenticity of his words.
But what Wu Zhi said next not only proved the authenticity of Yang Zhi's words, but also described the word plague in a more vivid and concrete way.
"It is said that hundreds of years ago, a super plague broke out on the other side of the ocean and lasted for several years."
"The death toll exceeded one million."
"That kind of severe plague is very contagious, and those who get the disease are almost certain to die."
Lu Zhishen was stunned for a while, then swallowed unconsciously.
"But brother, what do the plagues you mentioned have to do with whether we bury the enemy's corpses?"
"Is it possible..."
When Lu Zhishen said this, his eyes suddenly widened.
"Is it possible that the plagues my brother mentioned are related to these corpses?"
Wu Zhi nodded solemnly.
Then, he glanced at the corpses on the ground, which were scattered with extremely miserable expressions.
"If winter is okay, if the corpses of these dead soldiers are left in the wild, it won't take long for them to be eaten up by wild wolves and wild dogs that come to look for food."
"But if it is summer when the battle takes place, and it is often cloudy and rainy."
"The situation is really bad..."
"Those mutilated corpses, after repeated erosion by rain and continuous exposure to the sun, will most likely break out into the plague."
"And it's quite difficult to control."
"Although Shuibo Liangshan, where we live, is far away from here, even if a plague breaks out here, it will most likely not affect us there."
"But the people of the three countries living near the border will suffer from this."
"Brother Yang Zhi, please lead the two hundred agile brothers and call all the people from a ten-mile radius over here."
"Just tell them that there is food for everyone."
"I have given food to the people here before. I believe if you call me this time, they will most likely come."
"After they arrive, you first ask them to find a soft land outside Yanmen Pass."
"Dig several big pits, and then put those Jin soldiers and Liao soldiers in and bury them."
"When they have finished their work, give them the horses."
"And now, I will lead the rest of my brothers, including those who died in this battle, as well as those who were injured, along with the corpses of thousands of horses, and go to the nearby city to look for the doctor."
"After you have done these things, come find us."
"I will leave a few soldiers along the road to guide you until you find us."
At this time, the sky was gradually getting darker.
The biting wind, mixed with a very strong smell of blood, swept up dust and yellow sand, making people unable to even open their eyes.
When Wu Zhi and Lu Zhishen led their Liangshan loyal troops to the small town closest to Yanmen Pass.
It's already completely dark.
Under Wu Zhi's arrangement, some soldiers made fires to cook, while others went to the town to find doctors.
Some soldiers were responsible for finding open space and neatly stacked aside the loyal and brave Liangshan soldiers who died on the battlefield.
Then a bonfire was lit in preparation for his cremation.
At this time, Wu Zhi was standing next to the bonfire.
The sparkling firelight illuminated his face.
Next to him, Lu Zhishen lowered his head and silently recited sutras about the past life.
This Lu Zhishen was not completely without gains when he was in Mount Wutai.
At least this passage from the past life was what he learned there.
After the cremation of the batch of Liangshan Zhongyong Army soldiers who died in the battle was completed.
Wu Zhi also hired a carpenter from the town and specially prepared an urn for each of the fallen soldiers to contain the ashes of those fallen soldiers.
After Wu Zhi finished everything, he just felt a little hungry.
At this time, a touch of fish belly white appeared on the horizon.
A large pot of horse meat stewed with cabbage, two small jars of wine, and more than ten large cakes.
This is Wu Zhi and Lu Zhishen's late night snack.
The two of them planned to go to bed immediately after eating these.
After all, there are still many things that need to be done tomorrow.
This extremely ordinary home-cooked meal was extremely delicious to Wu Zhi and Lu Zhishen.
Maybe it's because I'm hungry.
When Wu Zhi finished the meal and turned around to lie down on the camp bed, he was just about to take a rest.
The soldiers guarding outside reported to the commander's tent.