"Yes," Qiao Chun picked up the booklet in his hand and turned the page again. "Our army suffered heavy losses this time. The bodies found so far have reached more than 11,000, and there are 4,500 seriously injured. Although these seriously injured people have been treated with all our efforts, they are too seriously injured. In addition, the military doctors have many shortcomings in herbs, and it is estimated that they will not survive tonight. Including these people, a total of 15,000 people have died in battle."

With Qiao Chun's heavy tone, Pei Xiaoer felt in a trance that he had returned to the afternoon when he visited the injured barracks. It was okay to start visiting the mild-injured barracks. Although there were constant moans in the camp, everyone was in a good state of mind and had better expectations for the future.

Especially when Pei Xiaoer said that after this war, everyone who is injured will be given a pension of five taels of silver, and those who have made meritorious will be given priority to promotion. Others who are disabled due to the war and cannot continue to join the army, the Pei family army will continue to give them a suitable position to support them for their whole life.

Speaking of this, the entire slightly injured person was instantly boiling. If the wound on his body hadn't reminded them to reduce their activity, they would have jumped up directly.

In this pleasant atmosphere, Pei Xiaoer came to the seriously injured camp. Compared with the slightly injured camp, the atmosphere in the seriously injured camp seemed depressing, heavy, and desperate. In the entire camp, there was no sound of groaning. The wounded were lying on the ground one by one, with only a straw mat underneath.

The entire wounded barracks have only one thing to do now, that is, wait for death, and when the people on the straw mat leave the world, they will roll them up with the straw mat under them and carry them out and buried them on the spot.

Pei Xiaoer was in a particularly heavy mood along the way. These were all for the Pei family army and Pei Xiaoer had to end up in such a situation. Now they were injured, disabled, and were about to die, but he was powerless to do anything about this.

"The brothers in the injured barracks are all sleeping directly on the ground?" Pei Xiaoer's words contained uncontrollable anger. The wounded have reached this point now. How could these battalion officials still sprinkle salt on their wounds?

"General, most of the soldiers in the camp sleep on the ground, and there are not enough beds in the army..." The injured barracks officer was a honest middle-aged man. Pei Xiaoer asked this and immediately said stumblingly.

"If there is not enough bed, who can make meritorious ministers of my Pei family army on the ground? If there is not enough bed, you won't think of other ways? Do you know that they are all injured? Do you think they are not dying fast enough?" Pei Xiaoer's tone went over again, and the official of the camp was speechless when he asked.

"Go and move my bed over and sleep with the brothers in the wounded barracks. They are all heroes of my Pei family army. How can they be treated hastily?"

Perhaps it was the sentence "They are all heroes of the Pei family army" that stimulated the wounded soldiers present. The injured, whose originally numb eyes returned to a little color, staring blankly at Pei Xiaoer in the middle and didn't speak.

"Brothers, don't worry, as long as I, Pei Xiaoer, still have a breath, I will definitely not give up on you. You are all good. In a while, I will let the military doctors do their best and only hurt the barracks. No matter how much energy or how much medicinal materials are spent, I have no choice.

You all have a good rest. When you get ready, I will find you a leisurely job. Each of you will marry you and give birth to a baby. Let your children walk on the road with their heads raised and not be underestimated. Even if you die, your wife and children, I, Pei Xiaoer, will raise them. If you want to learn literature, let them study, and if you want to learn martial arts, let them practice martial arts. In short, it is like a parent-child, so you can rest assured."

Pei Xiaoer was so excited that the injured were struggling to sit up one by one. Seeing this, Pei Xiaoer hurried forward to stop him, but was seized by the wounded soldier, "What the general said... take what he said seriously?"

"Everything is true. If there is a half false statement to punish me, Pei Xiaoer will not die well." Pei Xiaoer wanted to say it again, but was stopped by the wounded soldiers and said, "General, we believe in you."

I believe you, the only two words contain the infinite trust of the soldiers. Pei Xiaoer was filled with emotion. What a good soldier and how good a soldier, the court abandoned him like a worn-out shoe. But his worn-out grass and my treasure. With such a soldier, why worry about the big things?

"General, General." Qiao Chun's voice woke Pei Xiaoer from his meditation.

"Where did you talk about?" Pei Xiaoer said.

"We have more than 13,000 minor injuries. After treatment, most of these wounded people can return to the army."

"Well, the wounded soldiers are our treasures. These people have seen blood. As long as they recover and return to the barracks, they can be regarded as the backbone. We must pay more attention." Pei Xiaoer took over Qiao Chun's topic and continued.

"Yes," Qiao Chun nodded.

"In addition, the descendants of the people who died in this battle went to the rear army to search for them. Everything that could be found was gathered together. Well, it was called the Boy Clan Camp. I personally commanded it. In addition, I also found a few literate scholars to act as the commanders of the Boy Clan Camp and teach the boys to practice calligraphy. They did not seek to make a masterpiece of the masterpiece, and could only be able to read. In the future, any descendants of the soldiers who died in battle would be handled accordingly." Pei Xiaoer said.

"Yes, my subordinates understand." Qiao Chun nodded.

"Everyone has seen it," Pei Xiaoer suddenly raised his voice and looked down at the generals present. "We won this battle, but it was a tragic victory. It was won by the bloody sacrifice of tens of thousands of soldiers. If our army was not several times that of the enemy, this battle would be unpredictable. Is it worth merciful to win like this?"

All the generals were ashamed and bowed their heads when Pei Xiaoer said it. Yes, they were several times more than the enemy, but they died in battle, so what else is worthy of self-satisfaction? They should be glad.

Seeing that the generals' complacency was suppressed, Pei Xiaoer changed his tone and his attitude eased. "However, we will win this battle after all. I hope you will continue to work hard and take advantage of the situation to take over Nanyang. Then we will be truly eliminated and new, and change the world."

Just as Pei Xiaoer and the generals were counting the gains and losses, Deng Qi's troops were still fleeing north, throwing their armor all the way, and they were in a very embarrassing state. But even so, they still couldn't escape the pursuers who were chasing behind them. That was to be better at night, and the road was also dangerous. The pursuers seemed to have heard the pursuit.

"General, let's have a rest. The brothers below can no longer hold on." There were more than 8,000 people following Deng Qi to escape. The remaining people either died on the road or ran away. By the time they gathered 8,000 people, Deng Qi was already considered to have won the morale of the army.

Deng Qi turned around and looked at the soldiers behind him. It was late at night and it was hard to see clearly. However, many soldiers near him had obviously reached their limits of their physical strength. If they were running, they would probably be ruined. In addition, there were countless night blind people in the army, and they were like blind people in the dark. There were countless people who died on the road and could not run anymore. Deng Qi thought.

"Send the order and rest on the spot for an hour, and do not light the fire."

"Yes." Cao Yingqiu then ordered the soldiers behind him, "Transfer to the back, rest on the spot, and not ignite the fire."

"Transfer backwards, rest on the spot, and do not ignite the fire."

"Transfer backwards, rest on the spot, and do not ignite the fire."

The orders were heard one after another, and the soldiers obviously breathed a sigh of relief. Regardless of the ground, they sat on the ground and rested. Fortunately, it was summer now and the weather was not cold at night. Otherwise, sleeping in this wilderness would cause half of the soldiers to get cold and lose their combat capabilities.

Deng Yan's spirit was tightly tense all the way, and he had already reached his limit. He suddenly sat down and rested. He couldn't hold back and fell asleep directly. Seeing this, Cao Yingqiu, who was standing beside him, couldn't bear to wake him up, so he put him in a comfortable position and closed his eyes to rest.

I don’t know how long it took, Deng Qi suddenly woke up from his sleep, but he saw that the sky was getting brighter and he was very anxious and quickly called Cao Yingqiu beside him, "Get up quickly, don’t sleep, it’s not safe here."

Cao Yingqiu made a clever move and suddenly woke up. At the same time, he hurriedly woke the soldiers beside him, and then came to Deng Qi.

"We should have an hour and a half to repair it. Damn it, go quickly." Deng Qi said annoyed.
Chapter completed!