One Thousand Five Hundred and Thirty-Seven: Defeating Nieliang, Attacking Yang Tao, and Pointing the Sword to the World (76)

Wei Ci showed hesitation, even though he knew that Mr. Sun Wen's plan was feasible, but there were too many variables in it.

Throughout the ages, how many false retreats have turned into real collapses due to accidents?

Soldiers will not know the plan of the superiors, they only know that their side has been beaten by the enemy and fled, which will inevitably affect the overall morale.

Morale is something invisible, but it plays a huge role on the battlefield.

With high morale, rookies can chase the elite to run all over the place; with low morale, even the best elite can't compete with the enemy's grassroots team.

Wei Ci is not opposed to Mr. Sun Wen's plan, he just wants to minimize the negative impact of the retreat as much as possible.

Seeing this, Qi Guanrang chose a compromise.

"Let's command the resistance here for a while, and the two of you go to Erdao City to prepare for the enemy." Qi Guanrang said decisively, "If you retreat temporarily, the soldiers will think that they are invincible to the Nie army. If you make arrangements in advance, the evacuation will happen sooner or later." impact should be minimized."

Of course Wei Ci couldn't agree, leave Qi Guan alone to command, even if there are several generals to help, he can't take care of the whole battle situation alone.

Right now it's already stretched, if Wei Ci and Sun Wen leave again, Qi Guanrang will be under a lot of pressure.

Qi Guanrang shook his head and said, "It's not too late, you guys should prepare as soon as possible. Judging by the situation, the city gate can last for a quarter of an hour."

Wei Ci and Mr. Sun Wen looked at each other and did not continue to object.

This is not the time to waste time, any delay will cost countless lives.

"Come here—" Qi Guan darkened his eyes a little, and called the soldiers, "Send someone to pile up the extra stones to the cave immediately!"

The enemy is aggressively attacking, even though the soldiers on the city have tried their best to shoot and kill the enemy soldiers carrying the siege logs, but after killing a batch, they will make up for it, and the enemy will cover as much as possible. When dozens of people were carrying battering logs and hit the city gate, Qi Guanrang could feel the ground trembling slightly under his feet. Although the main materials of the city gate are thick solid wood, bronze and refined iron, they cannot withstand such violent ravages.

Since the city gate will be broken sooner or later, it is better to seize the time to block the enemy.

"Military Master, if you block the city gate—"

The general showed hesitation. He was one of the insiders who knew that his lord led troops out to attack the enemy at night.

If the city cave is blocked, it will not only hinder the enemy, but also hinder the return of the lord.

Qi Guan Rang said indifferently, "You just need to obey the military order instead of questioning before the battle, and follow the authority in a hurry, I know it well."

The general clasped his fists violently and said, "Promise, the last general will obey the order!"

After saying that, he immediately arranged some stones to block the city hole, and it was tightly blocked. The city cave was blocked. Even if the enemy kept hitting the city gate with battering logs, it would not be easy for them to rush into Zhanjiang Pass. Calculated... there should be a delay for a while.

"Why are the two military advisers back? Could it be that the front—"

Feng Yi was arranging for soldiers to send the defense equipment to the front line, when he caught sight of Wei Ci rushing over from the corner of his eye, his heart skipped a beat.

Wei Ci raised his hand to stop Feng Yi's words, and said briefly, "The front line city gate has not been lost yet."

Fengyi's eyes were filled with worry, even at such a long distance, he could still hear the movement from Yidao City. He is always in fear, but what he can do is limited, so he can only try his best to do what he can, enrich himself and learn from experience while he is busy.

Sun Wen asked, "Where's Lan Lan?"

Feng Yi said, "There are too many wounded soldiers sent from the front, which is confusing. Sun Lan helped direct the transfer of the wounded soldiers and sent them to the wounded barracks safely."

When the two armies fought, not many soldiers died on the spot. Most of the soldiers died because they did not receive timely treatment.

Jiang Pengji knew this, so she naturally took measures to reduce the death rate.

To this end, she also set up a combat medical battalion. Soldiers in this battalion not only need to learn certain first aid knowledge, but also need to learn combat skills from ordinary soldiers. Their duty is to transfer wounded soldiers who have lost their combat power but have not died yet.

Medical knowledge does not need to be better than that of the military doctor in the wounded battalion, but you must know how to minimize the secondary damage when transferring wounded soldiers.

Combat skills do not need to be better than combat troops, but you must learn how to protect yourself.

The soldiers of this battalion are basically between the logistics medical unit and the front-line combat unit.

Although it is more deficient than the upper and more than the lower, their role is not weaker than the two, and in a sense, it is more important.

The number of wounded soldiers on the front line increased, and the order was disrupted during the transfer, so Sun Lan took the initiative to ask for help.

When Sun Wen heard this, he was relieved and at the same time a little sad.

He is also a person who has experienced great storms, so he naturally knows where the logistics wounded barracks are. It looks like it is in the rear, but the scene is no less than hell on earth. In the past, Sun Lan hadn't even seen a chicken being killed, so she suddenly went to see those, wondering if she could bear it.

Grandpa Sun Wen valued his grandson too much, so he subconsciously regarded Sun Lan as a child, but he didn't know that his grandson had already grown up.

War is the most capable of training people.

At first, Sun Lan was helping to command and dispatch, but later seeing that there was not enough manpower, he also helped to carry stretchers and carry wounded soldiers. He went back and forth dozens or hundreds of times. The skin and flesh were ground out with blood blisters. The original clean clothes were also stained red by the blood of the wounded soldier. From a distance, he looked like a bloody man, with a little more determination in his brows. How can he still see his former appearance?

He accidentally heard the news that the front line seemed to be retreating, and he was struck by lightning, as if his soul was about to leave his body.

Grandpa Sun Wen is on the front line, how is he doing now?

"grandfather……"

Sun Lan looked at the blazing flames on the horizon, and her heart almost twisted into a ball.

But now he has no time to inquire about his grandfather, so he can only grit his teeth and suppress all his worries.

The heavily wounded barracks were full of wounded soldiers, and some were lucky enough to be able to use stretchers or straw mats. More soldiers could only lie on the ground, and those with lesser injuries leaned on each other to reduce the space occupied. Because of the shortage of female military doctors and the shortage of medical supplies, many soldiers only had time to clean up their wounds, suture them, and bandage them up, leaving the rest to fate. The seemingly crude medical methods are very comprehensive for this era. On the whole, the death rate of soldiers under Jiang Pengji's camp was also the lowest in the same period.

Listening to the wailing of the wounded soldiers, Sun Lan took a deep breath and suddenly had an unprecedented urge.

However, he quickly threw the thought out of his mind.

My grandfather had high hopes for him, and most likely he would not allow him to study medicine and become a doctor, and Sun Lan didn't think she was that material either. No matter how good the medical skills are, the number of patients that a doctor can treat in his lifetime is limited. It is better to work hard to become a local parent official in the future and plead for the benefit of the people.

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