The battlefield was filled with mourning.
The dead ones were motionless, the alive ones were crawling around, and some were howling in a pool of blood.
"Retreat. Let them deal with the dead and wounded by themselves. Their families will carry them back. We have wasted too much time. We must leave for Zhangjiawan immediately."
Yang Fan said expressionlessly.
The people around him immediately turned around and left to gather the team and set off.
In this battle, there were only a few hundred casualties in the guard station, and most of them ran away.
They are all locals and are very familiar with the terrain of Tianjin, where the lower reaches of the Nine Rivers are crisscrossed by river branches and reed swamps, and densely covered with lakes and ponds. As long as they dig into the reed swamps, no one can find them.
There was no place to find their superiors, let alone these Japanese pirates.
"How are the casualties?" Yang Fan turned to ask Sakurai Tao.
"Twenty-three people were killed by muskets, more than 70 were seriously injured, and more than 100 were slightly injured. There were about 100 casualties in the fight just now. About 300 people were reduced, and the seriously injured need to stay in Tianjin Acropolis Treatment. Take it with you when we retreat."
Yang Fan nodded, this casualty was still acceptable, after all, the opponent was a mob. However, they still have five to six thousand people, and the servants' fighting ability is still good.
At this time, deep in the reeds, pairs of eyes were anxiously looking at the battlefield. Their relatives had fallen there. Many of them were not dead, but were seriously injured.
Soon, they were surprised to find that the Japanese pirates seemed to have no interest in these beggar soldiers, and they left as a team.
"Gone, gone, the Japanese pirates are gone"
"Folks, come out quickly, the Japanese pirates are gone."
All these people rushed out of the reeds, looking for their relatives.
"Brother, brother, where are you?" A man in his thirties shouted anxiously.
At this time, a body wearing armor was pushed away, and a man in his forties below weakly responded: "Old Qi, I'm here. How is the family?"
The young man ran over in three steps at a time.
He hugged his elder brother, his eyes were red, "Brother, where are you injured? Can you move? Don't worry, everyone in the family has hid in the reeds. Everything is fine."
"Don't worry, I'm fine. I was hit in the thigh by a crossbow arrow. I don't know what kind of crossbow it was. It was so powerful, and the arrow didn't have wings. It was just an iron rod, and it went directly through my thigh. It was not hurt. It’s down to the bone. It’ll be fine after a few months.”
"Brother, you scared me to death. I thought you were dead," the young Chinese character said with a hopeful tone.
"What are you talking about? Why don't you expect me to be better?" His elder brother gave him an angry shout. "Fortunately, I saw the opportunity quickly. These Japanese pirates specifically look for officers in armor to greet them, and they don't pay much attention to us small soldiers. After I was shot by a crossbow and lay down, I pulled a corpse and covered it, and deceived the Japanese pirates. "
"Brother, please be patient for now. I'll find a tree branch to use as a crutch for you, so I can help you go back."
"No rush, no rush, don't worry about me yet. You see, this officer has a lot of good things on him, including armor, a wild goose feather knife, a horned bow, and leather boots. Let's strip him naked first. It's much better than ours. Don't worry about me. Hurry up and take off all the clothes of the dead bodies around you. Come out and don't leave empty-handed."
Lao Qi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He, the eldest brother, always put his hand in the coffin and asked for money.
"Boss Hu and Lao Qi Hu, you two brothers, don't rush to search your pockets. First, carry the wounded of our Xiaoqi aside." An old man with a white beard said.
He is the oldest veteran of this banner. He participated in the Wanli War to Aid Korea and is highly respected in the village. The current commander-in-chief is his youngest son. His eldest son died in the battle in Liaodong.
"We Xiaoqi people came first, so hurry up and put away all these frivolous things. These things cannot be private. Several people in our Xiaoqi died and more than ten people were injured. These are poor days, so we should cash in our things first." Nowadays, some families can no longer survive. After getting the money, first buy medicine and hire a doctor. Any remaining money will be distributed to the families of the dead and injured as pensions. All these things must be owned by the public." The old man is over seventy, but he is in good health. Upright, although he is skinny, he has an aura of calmness and dignity.
"Grandpa Chen, it all depends on you, you always make the decision." The Hu brothers shrank their necks and agreed.
Chenjiujia Village is a general banner establishment. The old man's youngest son followed Shangguan to retreat to Hejian Mansion, so the old man took the remaining men in the village to collect the bodies of the dead and rescue the injured.
Old Chen's eyes flashed, and he was a little puzzled. These actions did not seem to be the work of Japanese pirates.
Those guys are just beasts in human skin, as ferocious as wild beasts.
It can also give the injured a breath of air.
However, the lost flags, weapons, clothes and cloaks he found at the scene looked like they belonged to the Japanese people.
Old man Chen couldn't help but shook his head, why bother with so much, maybe they had something to do and were in a hurry to leave.
"Everyone, hurry up and carry away the wounded and corpses first. No one in our village is allowed to throw away. The remaining people took off the clothes of these dead corpses, which is enough to make a suit of clothes for everyone in the whole village. There are also rags. It’s enough to make a little coat for the baby. Don’t leave any weapons, armor or anything else behind. Even the arrows can be pulled out and taken away by me. Please be more agile with your hands and feet.”
An old man in his fifties complimented: "It has to be our old uncle. An old man is like a treasure. The other villages are scared to death and no one dares to come. This wealth has made us rich."
Old Man Chen glared and scolded: "You are a worthless thing. What else can you do besides flattering me? Go and drag that dead horse away. You can buy a horsehide for a lot of money. Don't mess around here." voice."
As he spoke, he kicked Chen Dahai aside.
Chen Dahai was not angry either. He bowed his head and took his children and grandchildren to kill the horse.
Chenjiujia Village made a fortune, acquiring a total of seventy-five sets of armor and thirty-one dead horses. Ten horses were injured. There are seventeen bows and more than one hundred and thirty spear heads. One hundred and one waist knives. There are also seventeen Japanese swords. More than 7,000 arrowheads were pulled out from the ground and corpse wounds.
They ripped off countless clothes and boots from dead people.
"Hey, brother, brother, if you have anything to say, we're not dead yet. You can't take off my clothes. I'm from Zhaojiacun. Oh, you bastard, I'm going to sue you to Master Baihu."
It turned out that some people were ripping off the clothes of dead soldiers, and they also took off the clothes of wounded soldiers from hundreds of households. The angry old man Chen kicked them all aside. None of these bastards are good.
"Who asked you to take off the clothes of the dead robes and not put them on? Bandage these wounded people who are not our Xiaoqi, carry them to the side of the road and put them away. Why don't you go quickly? Damn it, you bastards."
"Mr. Chen Qi, look at this horse. It is a fine war horse. Unfortunately, it was hit by an arrow in the leg. It would be a pity to kill it." A gray-haired old man said.
Old man Chen's name is Chen Zhong, who was the chief flag officer at that time. This Chenjia Village was created by the seven veterans he brought back from North Korea. The old man who spoke was Huang Huai, a veterinarian from Baihuli back then.
"Let me see, um, it's a good horse. Take it back and get some herbs to treat it. Maybe it can be raised well. A batch of war horses is worth at least thirty taels of silver. Even if they can't be used as war horses, they can also be used as pack horses. , worth at least ten taels of silver."
"It's a pity that our village is so poor. The horses have to feed bean cakes in the middle of the night. We are all short of food, so we're afraid we won't be able to feed them." Huang Huai said with some pain.
"Gather the old brothers together, reopen the blacksmith furnace, and use the badly damaged weapons and armor pieces obtained this time to make some farm tools, and exchange them for some soybeans from Tanggu. If you can raise this horse and sell it, You can invite a scholar to come and open a restaurant for the children. We brothers have suffered from being illiterate all our lives, and we always have to give the next generation something to look forward to," Chen Zhong said in a low voice.
"Okay, let's do it like this." Huang Huai nodded.
"I didn't expect that these Japanese pirates did not clean up the battlefield and gave us an advantage. I remember that those Japanese pirates were so poor back then that they plundered Koreans without leaving any trace. How come these people have changed their gender today, and the wounded soldiers were not massacred."
"They are so well dressed and their armor is much better than the Ashigaru in Korea. I estimate that these people are not Ashgaru skirmishers, let alone Japanese pirates. They seem to be regular daimyo with samurai. I don't know what they want. What are you doing? It’s even scarier that these people don’t want money.”
Chen Zhong looked around and saw that the cleaning was almost done.
"Let's go. People from other villages will be coming soon to avoid any disputes."
