Chapter 939 Income
This battle started with Yin and ended at the Wei hour, about three and a half hours. The Tang army had a lot of infantry, most of them were armed, and they were exhausted.
In addition, the Song soldiers were covered by cavalry, and the pursuit effect was not enough, so there was no chance to expand the results of the battle.
This made Li Wei quite uncomfortable.
There were many hills and mountains in the south, and the Shao Plain. After the war, they were chased and starved to death by burrowing mountains and forests, and their legs could not run fast, so most of the soldiers chose to surrender.
In this Central Plains area, as long as there is cavalry cover, it is basically difficult to expand the effect, and it is even easy to be covered and killed, which is too passive.
With emotion in his heart, Li Wei shook his head and said, "Let someone clean the battlefield and prepare more wine and meat in Yanzhou City. Thank you brothers for your hard work, so it's time to take a rest."
Cleaning the battlefield is never an easy task.
Wei Yanshou sat on the ground, feeling his butt was so irritating that he didn't know whose bones and arms it was, but he was so tired that he didn't care about these things. He was covered in armor all over his body, which made him almost breathless.
Hearing the victory, he let out a sigh, untied the armor bit by bit, and said with a smile: "I survived this time and I must be promoted."
"We will definitely get promoted and make a fortune if we win." Chen Man said happily as he thought of the pretty widow, and he also collapsed on the ground, showing a smile.
"You kid is thinking about this." Wei Yanshou shook his head. Seeing that he was still alive, he couldn't help but laugh and scold, then raised his head and looked around.
I saw that the mountains and fields were full of broken arms and broken bodies, and the blood had turned deep red. The weeds on the ground seemed to be a little more lush. He could no longer tell whether he was a Song Bing or a Song Bing. The endless body of the skeleton made people tremble and frightened.
The flags were tilted to the ground, and some painful wails could be heard faintly. A large number of birds were wandering in the sky, including crows and some other birds, and he didn't recognize them.
Wei Yanshou looked at the birds and felt uncomfortable. He didn't know what it was to hurt his species, but he was inexplicably angry: "A group of beasts--"
After cursing, he ignored it. He was so tired.
Not far away, some gendarmerie and baggage soldiers were carrying baskets, mules and wooden carts, and constantly patrolling the battlefield.
When encountering an injured soldier on his side, look at the nameplate on his body and then pull it to treat him; if it is a Song soldier, he will cut his throat directly, which is simple and quick.
The baggage battalion was extremely fast, obviously already experienced. It soon came to Wei Yanshou. Seeing that the few of them sat down and gasped, they didn't say much, and asked if they were injured. Then they handed them a kettle and two cakes to work hard.
After eating cakes and drinking water, he had the strength. At this moment, he suddenly saw his camp raising flags and constantly gathering soldiers. He hurriedly called a few people to return to Jian.
"Commander, how many people have you killed this time?" Wei Yanshou asked with a smile.
"Wei Yanshou, you kid is still alive!" Ying Zheng had a beard on his face. When he saw him, he couldn't help but feel happy, and then smiled bitterly:
"This time we are considered disabled, and the brothers are suffering heavy casualties!"
Immediately, Wei Yanshou realized that only more than 100 people in his battalion survived, and the rest were not seen at present.
This was the elite imperial camp, with the highest salary, the most complete equipment, and the most training. Most of the casualties were killed or injured. He could not help but be so shocked.
This is the worst casualties in their camp in many years.
However, this was the case with the war. He quickly reversed his emotions. Such a fierce battle had extremely outstanding achievements.
The Imperial Camp acts as the main force and takes on the main offensive task. It is the first priority to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop.
"You boy, even if you can't get a captain this time, you can still do it as a deputy commander."
The commander knew his thoughts as soon as he saw him.
Wei Yanshou touched his head, shook off his sadness, and survived, and became promoted and made a fortune.
The battlefield was cleaned up until dark, and the two or three hours of labor was submitted to Li Wei.
"In this battle in Yanzhou, our army won a great victory. A total of 15,000 Song people were captured, 12,000 people were killed, more than 500 war horses, more than 10,000 armors of various colors, three thousand bows and arrows, five hundred crossbows, more than 200 flags of various colors, and more than 5,000 stones of food and grass..."
"If I remember correctly, there would be 50,000 Song soldiers in this battle, which means at least 20,000 Song soldiers fled and left?"
Li Wei frowned and ran away 300% of the troops. This battle was really uncomfortable.
"Where did Gao Huaide go?"
"I went to the southwest, it should be Jeju." The scout said quickly.
"Impossible." Li Wei shook his head, looked at the map, and said, "We are from Jeju. Gao Huaide is not a fool, so why don't he know the situation in Jeju? Besides, they lost all their supplies and went to Jeju. If they starve to death."
"Caozhou is too far away. Only by returning to Yunzhou is the best choice. Keep an eye on Yunzhou City."
"Yes--" The archery officer quickly responded.
"The military police department must count the merits. Don't miss the money. The baggage battalion will collect food and reward the armor. If there are armor, give some money and other weapons. Don't miss it..."
He ordered casually that these things had already been in charge, and he was just nagging for a few more words. The shogunate assistants had already arranged the place.
"How many people are we killed or injured this time?" Only one Zhang Qixian was left, Li Wei sat on the chair, his face full of fatigue.
"The Song people's cavalry are powerful, and they are rushing around. We fight to the death, with many casualties."
Zhang Qixian sighed. The numbers were shocking. Although he was not a Tangren, he still felt heartbroken: "More than 8,600 dead and 5,300 injured. There are more doctors in our lives, and nearly half of them can survive."
"In other words, our casualties are almost the same as those of the Song people?"
Li Wei said in a deep voice: "The reason why we can win this battle is that the battlefield is that the troops are strong, and the troops are defeated but not dispersed. The Song cavalry has strong impact, but soon organized an offensive to trap it."
"Secondly, our equipment, armor and other equipment are all first-class, far better than the Song army, and the Imperial Camp is even more successful. In addition, we are full of energy and have something in our stomachs, so we can persevere until the end and defeat the Song army in one fell swoop."
"But if we talk about combat experience and bravery, we are not as good as those of the Song people."
"What's more, we don't have a war horse. It's a pity that we can't wipe out the Song army with a big victory and a sharp end."
When Zhang Qixian heard this straightforward analysis, he became more and more surprised. It is the nature of an official to play to his strengths and avoid his weaknesses. He has never seen anyone reveal his weaknesses. Is this the reason why the Tang people swept the south?
Chapter completed!