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Chapter 36 Brothers who died in battle, they are all my siblings

In the 11th year of Ming Chongzhen, on the fourth day of October, at the beginning of Shenshi, the cold wind in late autumn was filled with silver and white snowflakes, flying all over the sky.

In Mafang Village, there is a sloping road to the southwest from the dirt road at the west entrance of the village, extending to an abandoned stable [-] meters away. There is an open space next to the stable.

The black crowd knelt in the snow, and there seemed to be 500 people. They were old and young, strong men and women, and there were even groups of soldiers with helmets and armor kneeling on one knee. The cloak on his body fluttered in the wind amidst the snow, like a red dragon.

Zhang Cheng stopped looking at the sky, and glanced gently at the kneeling people in front of him. Such kind people, why should they suffer so much?
"Get up, everyone."

Zhang Cheng slowly waved his right hand and said in a deep voice.

The man looked up at Zhang Cheng, met Zhang Cheng's gentle gaze, and couldn't help but kowtow three more times before standing up.

He said in a low voice, "My Shi Zhuzi's life belongs to the master."

"What a guy, he's actually half a head taller than me!" Zhang Cheng looked at the man and said silently in his heart.

Chen Zhong, the captain of the personal guard behind him, also stood up, and Chen Zheng, Hu Dake, Zhang Guangda, Wu Zhizhong and others stood up together, and all the soldiers under his command also got up.

But the three groups of refugees still knelt there, did not get up, and their eyes were still looking pitifully at Zhang Cheng.

Zhang Cheng walked over, stood three steps away from an old man, and said in a deep voice, "Old man, please get up."

A slightly stout old man stood up, clasped his blood-stained dark red black hands on his chest, and said in a vicissitudes of voice: "Old man Shi Tiegen is the father of that pillar, the blacksmith of this horse workshop..."

Zhang Cheng waved his hand to stop Shi Tiegen, not letting him continue talking, and shouted loudly to the refugees: "Everyone get up, I will try to protect everyone."

The refugees turned their heads to look at each other, but the same old man Shi Tiegen turned around and shouted loudly: "Folks, get up, the general promised us, get up."

Under his call and supporting each other, these refugees stood up. After they got up, they huddled together again to resist the icy wind and snow.

Zhang Cheng said to the old man Shi Tiegen: "Old man, wait for a while."

Without waiting for the old man's answer, he turned around and told Chen Zhongdao: "Call the officers above the team and go to the west entrance of the village to find a bigger house. I have something to say."

Chen Zhong agreed, and trotted along with a few guards to deliver the order.

Zhang Cheng looked again at the group of refugees gathered in three piles, turned around and said to the guards beside him, "Take someone to remove some wooden piles, light a fire, and drive away the cold air for the villagers."

After doing this, Zhang Cheng turned around and went straight to the west entrance of Mafang Village. The officers under his command followed behind him one by one, and the sergeants in front gave way one after another.

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Twenty steps south of the west entrance of Mafang Village, there is a dilapidated courtyard house. Although it is very spacious, it can barely shelter a little bit of wind and snow. A group of generals are gathering in the house.

"In this battle, through many fierce encounters and ambushes in Guandao, Liulin, the west entrance of the village, the stables, the south of the village, and the north of the village, a total of 130 heads of the Tartars were captured, and the lives of the Tartars were captured. 42 people, many of them are injured." Chen Zhong loudly reported the results of the statistics.

A broken chair was placed against the wall in the middle of the dilapidated house, with a cloak spread on it. Zhang Cheng sat on it, and Chen Zhong stood sideways a step in front of him.

Hearing Chen Zhong say that more than 170 Tartars had been beheaded and captured, Chen Zheng, who was standing in the room, and the other four guards, and the generals under their command couldn't help whispering.

He just said softly, "Continue."

"In this campaign, our troops captured a total of 230 horses and mules, including 89 war horses, 140 mules and horses, and [-] wounded horses. There are still some wounded horses in the willow forest and the official road in the north of the village. "Chen Zhong continued to report.

Seeing that Zhang Cheng did not speak, Chen Zhong continued: "In this campaign, a total of 120 carts were harvested. After investigation, there were more than 870 taels of silver, more than [-] taels of gold, and nearly [-] shi of rice flour and beans. , in addition to some sundries such as cloth tents, and [-] refugees who were captured by the Tartars.”

Chen Zheng and the others were moved again, but this time it was just that everyone showed surprise on their faces and looked at each other, but whispered without whispering.

Zhang Cheng glanced at everyone present, and he recognized the combat performance of the commanders under his command today, but now he needed their loyalty to him more, which was crucial to his future efforts.

Zhang Cheng coughed, and when everyone was looking at him, he opened his mouth and said, "It is all thanks to your bravery that we have achieved such a great victory today. I am very pleased."

After Zhang Cheng said that, he looked around at the officers in the room and saw how happy they were, so he asked Chen Zhong, "How about the casualties of our troops?"

Chen Zhonglue hesitated, and then said with a little sadness: "Today, 12 soldiers of our department were killed in battle, and 34 were injured. Several of them were seriously injured, including Liu Quan, the officer of the Left Sentinel, the son of Changbai, and Sun Dashan, the chief of the armor. A few officers."

All the people in the field were silent when they heard this letter, especially Zhang Guangda shed a few tears, most of the low-ranking officers who were killed or injured were his followers.

Zhang Cheng glanced at all the people for a long time before he said in a slightly sad voice: "Although we have gained a lot, our troops also suffered casualties. It is said that the battle is fierce and dangerous. How can there be no casualties on the killing field? The officers and soldiers of the Ministry are all brothers and sisters of a certain person, and I really feel sorry for them."

After all, Zhang Cheng actually shed a few tears. All the officers in the room were moved by his words. Although some of their subordinates suffered few casualties, it was inevitable that they would look sad at this moment. A few people were present, so they couldn't help sobbing softly.

Zhang Chenglue wiped away the tears from his eyes, and continued in a soft but majestic voice: "The brothers who died in the war today are all brothers and sisters of my generation, your parents are my parents, your brothers and sisters, and my brothers and sisters, From today onwards, brothers and sisters who died in war will be treated as equals."

All the officers in the room knelt down on one knee, clasped their fists together, and proclaimed loudly, "Good!"

Zhang Cheng waved his hand, motioning everyone to stand up, and then said: "What a certain just said, you must pass on to every soldier, everyone knows it."

Everyone clasped their fists again, and Qi declared: "Yes!"

Zhang Cheng nodded, and then continued: "After returning to the camp today, you must find the documents and report all the battles you have experienced today. It must be detailed and not concealed a little, so that you can check and make up for any omissions in the future. Knowing the mistakes of today will be the teacher of tomorrow."

Among the people present, some seemed to understand it, and some seemed to understand it half-understood. Some of them bowed their heads in thought, while others turned their heads in a wait-and-see attitude.

Zhang Cheng also knows that they may not be able to understand some things that happen in a short while. After all, they have never experienced these things before. teacher or something?

He coughed twice again, brought everyone's attention back, and then said: "In war, there are always winners and losers. Whether you win or lose today, you must know where you win and where you lose." Where, only in this way can we fight more and smarter, only if we win more battles, brothers and sisters in the ministry will die less in battle."

Zhang Cheng looked at these subordinates in front of him, he needed them to grow up, no matter who among them after Julu could continue to follow him, but he had to start doing some things, because time was running out!

Everyone could understand these simple words, and most of them lowered their heads in deep thought, except for those few with well-developed limbs but simple minds, who couldn't figure it out for a while.

After all, it was because he was older and had more experience. Wu Zhizhong, the head of the right whistle, was the first to say: "Master, I understand now that you said that. I'll go find the secretary when I return to the camp."

As in everything, the power of example is always great!
With the leader, everyone in the room actively agreed, for fear of being left behind, even the few who looked at it and knew that they hadn't really figured it out.

In any case, it is not easy to be able to do this today. After all, there is a problem of the limitation of the times, and everything will take some time.

If time is really not enough, then borrow another 500 years from the sky!

Zhang Cheng said in a deep voice again: "This is the end of today's business, and now we will arrange the next step."

Everyone raised their spirits and prepared to receive the military order.

"Huang Daguang, the officer of the left outpost team, take two carts to Liulin, and after meeting with Yang Chun, you will command them to return to the camp; After Team B rejoins, go back to the camp." Zhang Cheng ordered in a deep voice.

"Yes." The two knelt on one knee, clasped their fists and saluted loudly to receive the order.

Zhang Cheng shifted his gaze to the chief whistle officers, and said in a deep voice: "Wu Zhizhong, the right whistle, go to the pontoon bridge as soon as possible, and pay attention to the movement on the other side of the Yu River, and wait for my military order before making the next move;

Zhang Guangda, the left post, after finishing the work at Mafang and setting off, you send someone to the pontoon bridge to the south, and tell the right post, Wu Zhizhong, that your second department will be responsible for the break. Remember that the sentries should not spread too far, and be careful in everything;
The outpost Chen Zheng, the back post Hu Dake, your second department is responsible for capturing supplies and prisoners, as well as deploying defenses and guarding the refugee team's periphery. You must disperse the team and deploy defenses around the refugees with A as a unit. "

The four whistlers just stood there, cupping their fists to receive orders.

Zhang Cheng nodded, and continued to order: "Official man of the first sentinel team, your team is responsible for escorting the carts, rear sentry team officer Li Damu, your team is responsible for escorting mules and horses, rear sentry team officer He Kuan, your team is responsible for guarding the refugee team ;
You try your best to transfer the seized materials to the extra mules and horses, and the vacated carts to load the heads of the Tartars, the wounded soldiers, and the old and weak among the refugees. "

"Yes." The three of them also knelt on one knee, cupped their fists and saluted to receive the order.

Zhang Cheng watched the three get up, and then continued: "One more thing, except for the right post, Huang Daguang, and Yu Jin's second team, the rest of the ministries immediately sorted out the seized materials. The Tartars took off all their armor and brought them back in vehicles. Distributed to the old and the weak and women among the refugees to keep out the cold, and the corpses of the Tartars were transported to the west entrance of the mafang, and they had to be neatly arranged."

Having said that, Zhang Cheng paused for a moment, glanced majesticly at everyone present, and said after a long time: "For the captured Tartars, if the injuries are serious, only the heads will be kept, and the corpses will be treated as before. Only slightly injured prisoners will be kept until they return to the camp. After that, it will be handed over to Yang Junmen to report to the governor for disposal."

All the officers in the room said loudly, "I would like to obey the general's military orders."

Mafang Village suddenly became lively, people were busy everywhere, the west entrance of the village was stained red with blood, and a small red stream flowed down the potholes in the road.

Standing on a mound, Zhang Cheng watched all this, and watched the heads of the invaders roll to the ground one by one.

He just felt extremely happy in his heart, it was hearty!
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