choke element

Chapter 227 Smoke disappears

Guo Zhongyuan appeased his subordinates, led them to wading over in batches, spread out a queue on the field four or five miles away from Haicang Town, and set up a temporary camp.

The two sides have marched together from Yidu to this point, and Yan Ning can see clearly that Guo Zhongyuan's army is indeed a product of impromptu patchwork.

In the battle with the Mongolian servant army a few days ago, the strong men who were the main body of the army fought a bitter battle under the strong pressure of Guo Zhongyuan.They have put in an unimaginable amount of energy and blood in this life, and they are almost overdrawn.

After all, untrained civilians cannot compare with old soldiers who are used to fighting. Most people cannot develop the tenacity to continue fighting out of thin air.Previously, when the whole army kept advancing and approached the elite headquarters of the Mongolian army, many people were trembling with nervousness.

Once the news of the victory was heard, several soldiers who had been standing in the queue suddenly fell to their knees, exhausted and unable to stand up again.

But there are also some men, like forged iron, gradually changing.

Right before Yan Ning's eyes, several small troops waded through the river and were sitting on the ground to rest according to the command of the general.They naturally sat in a circle with Shiwu as the unit, and their waists were subconsciously straightened, as if they could respond to the next one at any time; even the state of speaking was not like the original scrambling and chaotic state, but more out of thin air. A little calm.

Yan Ning knows that this kind of calmness is something that can only be obtained after seeing life and death, and having the awareness of killing the enemy or being killed by the enemy.Proof that soldiers are getting used to discipline, responsibility and self-confidence.

A cavalryman looked at Yan Ning, and couldn't help but enviously said: "These people look like soldiers! With a little training, there are two to three thousand soldiers who can fight! Guo Jiedu won this battle. No loss!"

Anyone who has actually fought a war knows that two or three thousand soldiers with strong will are a huge resource.Yan Ning himself, as a prosecutor in Juzhou, can be counted as one of the few heroes in Juzhou, but in the hands of the people gathered in Tianshengzhai, he can only be compared with these strong men in front of him, only in his early thousand.

Yan Ning himself, with his backbone strength in the early [-]s, was able to support Hengsi, the governor of Juzhou, and to a certain extent compete with Yang An'er. What about Guo Ning?

Thinking of this, Yan Ning shook his head again and again, and said with emotion: "You guys are very short-sighted. Two or three thousand soldiers who can fight... what are you?"

The impact of this victory is by no means limited to Shandong, and it will definitely bring huge benefits to Guo Ning.Not to mention, he captured the fourth prince of the Great Mongolia... This is of great significance to the entire Great Jin court!
At this time, Guo Zhongyuan finally finished his work and asked Yan Ning to meet him in Haicang Town.

Yan Ning didn't dare to be negligent, so he gave some instructions to his subordinates, led only two or three guards, and walked towards the camp.

The closer you get to the camp, the more corpses you see.

On the entire open battlefield, there was not even a road leading directly to the camp. There were scattered limbs and broken arms everywhere. The strong smell of blood and the unique smell of corpses could not be blown away even by the sea breeze.

When they entered the camp, what they saw was even more tragic, and there were bursts of low and mournful sobs in their ears.

Yan Ning stopped next to a fence, and saw that the corner of the fence was where the Mongols and the defenders fought repeatedly. The corpses of the two sides were piled up in layers, and the new corpse was bloody and bloody, pressing on the old corpse.

A middle-aged soldier crawled beside the pile of corpses, ignoring the repeated dissuasion of others and the blood stains, digging desperately with both hands.What he wanted to dig was a head that was pressed down below.In the end, only the head was dug out, and the body was unknown.

He stroked his bearded face with trembling hands, his face was as white as chalk.And surrounded by him, there were several young soldiers, a woman, and a child.

The child wanted to step forward to help the old soldier, but was frightened by the ferocious expression of the leader, grinned, and finally cried.

Yanning walked a few more steps, turned a corner, and arrived at a camp for the wounded.

Many lightly and severely wounded were already here, and there were still a steady stream of people being transported over. Hundreds of thousands of people moaned and groaned, forming a heart-pounding sound.And the countless wounds exuded a strong smell of blood, attracting many flies and flying insects, buzzing around.

An officer yelled loudly, and a group of soldiers who looked like a fresh army ran back and forth to drive away the flies, then quickly set up tents and boiled water.

There were also some people who looked like doctors, led by a middle-aged man with a vigorous expression, hurried in.

Guo Zhongyuan said: "That person is Jing Anmin, deputy envoy of Jiedu, and his subordinates came to support from Ye County by boat..."

Speaking of this, he puffed up his chest and proudly said: "The Mongols never thought of capturing the city of Laizhou. We used the fleet to carry troops and freely mobilized many strong cities and fortresses by the sea. Even if the Mongols did not retreat, they would You can only touch your head and bleed!"

Guo Zhongyuan spoke louder, someone frowned and signaled him to be softer.

It turned out that Guo Ning had settled the special prisoner, changed into a light military robe, and was patrolling the barracks surrounded by his own soldiers and visiting the wounded.

The first to arrive is the gathering area for the lightly wounded.

Guo Ning's demeanor was relaxed, and he stopped from time to time to say a few words to a wounded person.

It can be seen that it was not a deliberate gesture out of scheming. He is indeed familiar with many soldiers and has also gained their trust.Therefore, one or two words often can make a certain soldier excited, as if the wound does not hurt so much.

In front of Guo Ning, most of the lightly injured people tried their best to show that their injuries were not serious.Someone limped to Guo Ning's side, patted his chest and promised that the fight would continue tomorrow.As a result, Guo Ning scolded him bloody and ordered him to lie down honestly.

Although he was scolded a few times, the soldier was very proud and immediately became the envy of many people.

Wherever Guo Ning's footsteps passed, more and more lightly wounded people stood up one after another regardless of his persuasion, and almost gathered into a long alley.

Someone shouted loudly in the long alley, wanting Guo Ning to talk about how he caught Tuolei.Someone asked again, was Liu Lang afraid when he was under the siege of the Mongolian army?
Guo Ning replied a few words rudely, meaning that the Mongolian nobleman was not superhuman, and he would naturally faint with a fist.As for whether to be afraid or not, I only thought in my heart at the time, if you bastards can't hold the Mongols, I will lose my hand... In the future, don't say that there will be no rewards, and everyone will be beaten with military sticks until their butts burst until.

After hearing his words, some people shouted dissatisfied, and some laughed.

With laughter, Guo Ning passed through the area where the lightly wounded were located, and went to the back of the camp, where the severely wounded were treated for emergency treatment.

There is no laughter here, and no one can speak loudly.

Some of the wounded have fallen into a coma, as if they were half dead; others have hot foreheads, frighteningly red faces, and mutter to themselves.

Seeing Guo Ning's figure, a few more sober ones tried to get up to greet him.

Guo Ning hurried forward, supported one of them, and told the others to lie down quickly: "Don't move, don't move!"

The wounded man looked very young, his body had been burnt, his arms and torso had several open wounds, including knife wounds and arrow wounds, and he looked very terrifying.

Guo Ning supported his neck, let him lie down on his side, and took a clean sackcloth to cover the bleeding wound.

"Dude, where did you get this injury?"

"During the second Mongol raid, I was on the watchtower outside the camp, and was besieged by the Mongols... I killed one, but the watchtower was trampled, and I fell to the ground and passed out."

"During the second raid? Wasn't that two days ago? Dude, were you in a coma for two days?"

The soldier said: "I must have been dizzy for a day... I can't remember... I was pinned down by the collapsed watchtower, and I was not rescued until just now."

"Okay, okay." Guo Ning said with a smile: "If you survive a catastrophe, you will have future blessings. You can heal your wounds with peace of mind."

　Little Mumbai's policies and procedures related to this year's senior high school entrance examination... It's hard to describe in one word, I can only say that it is worthy of being a magic city: (
　
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