Ming Jin retreats his troops!
For the shogunate, it was just a matter of military orders, but for the entire army, it would take a long time to go from siege state to retreat.
The catapult camp, crossbowmen, siege vehicles, shield soldiers, cavalry, spearmen, spearmen, and cloud chariots all exited the battlefield in an orderly manner.
At this time, the Zhao army also stopped attacking and allowed the Qin army soldiers to clean the battlefield under their noses. At the same time, the Wu'an city gate opened and a group of Zhao army soldiers walked out and began to carry the Zhao army's corpse.
After the war, each country sends its soldiers to clean up the battlefield. This is a customary agreement on the battlefield during the Warring States Period.
In this era, there is no way to deal with the plague, and if the corpses left behind after the war are not disposed of in time, the plague is most likely to form on this hot day.
Therefore, in order to avoid the occurrence of plague, both parties abide by this customary agreement.
Zhao Shu was carried back by soldiers of the Qin army who were cleaning up the battlefield. He was injured in many places, but fortunately, the wounds were not serious.
Otherwise, in this era, if you lose too much blood, you will have no choice but to die.
He does know common sense about medical first aid, but he is not a god. He cannot test his own blood and then transfuse blood while he is injured.
Moreover, if some utensils and instruments are missing, it will be difficult to shape. On the contrary, accidents may occur due to mismatch.
Half an hour later, military doctors came over to treat Zhao Shu's wounds. Zhao Shu lay down in the dead soldiers' camp.
The wounds were treated. Since he was injured in several places, basically all over his body, he was bandaged like a mummy.
I can only move my eyes.
Although he couldn't see it, he also knew that the dead soldiers' battalion was afraid of more than half of the casualties, and it was painful to lie next to him.
Zhao Shu didn't expect that when he first came, he was eager to embrace the prince Wandai, but he would be lying here not long after he arrived.
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Shogunate.
"General, according to statistics, our army suffered 763 casualties this time, and Zhao's army suffered more than 1,350 casualties."
Xin Sheng looked a little ugly: "Now, half of our dead soldiers camp has been disabled. After treatment by doctors, more than 600 people have been saved, but only more than 400 people can go to the battlefield again."
"The situation of the soldiers in the Dead Soldiers Camp has also been investigated clearly. The soldier the general mentioned is called Zhao Shu. He was sent here by Tingwei Li Si. He is just fourteen this year."
"He killed six enemies and was injured in many places on his body. Fortunately, the wounds were not serious. He could save his life and set foot on the battlefield again."
"Zhao Shu?"
"The person Li Si sent?"
Yang Duanhe frowned. He knew that the army transporting grain and grass was coming. He had received Li Si's letter and handed it over to his subordinates for processing.
Unexpectedly, he was thrown directly into the death camp.
With thoughts swirling in his mind, Yang Duanhe looked at Xin Sheng and said in a faint tone, "Has the relationship between this person and Li Si been found out? But is he his nephew from afar?"
As ministers in the same palace, everyone was working in the Qin court. If Zhao Shu was Li Si's nephew, Yang Duanhe would naturally not throw him into the death camp.
There is a saying that one should leave a thin line in life so that they can meet each other easily in the future. It can be seen with the naked eye that Li Si is extremely appreciated by the King of Qin, and Tingwei is definitely not his end.
As long as the bottom line is not involved, Yang Duanhe does not want to offend Li Si. What's more, Li Si has expressed goodwill to him, and there is no other harmonious relationship.
Hearing this, Xin Sheng shook his head: "General, there is currently no news in this regard, and the person who sent Zhao Shu didn't say much."
"I just left him in the Death Soldiers Camp, and later he was incorporated into the Death Soldiers Camp."
"Now that the siege battle is over, Zhao Shu performed brilliantly and recorded his military exploits truthfully. You and I can't decide on the title, but we can decide on the position."
A flash of light flashed across Yang Duanhe's eyes, he took a deep look at Xin Sheng and said, "Let Sima of the Chinese Army check the camp of the dead soldiers. Among the officials who died this time, Zhao Shu was assigned."
Hearing this, Xin Sheng frowned, hesitated, and said: "General, there are more than 2,000 soldiers in the death camp, and only 30% of them died this time."
"As far as the general knows, a 500-man lord, six or seven hundred-man generals, and some other commanders, including corps commanders, were killed in the death camp."
"Although Zhao Shu fought bravely and killed six enemies, he is new here after all. He doesn't even have the title of Duke. He rashly promoted him to the rank of Lord of Five Hundred. I'm afraid he won't be convinced by the crowd."
Hearing Xin Sheng's words, Yang Duanhe also nodded, was silent for a while, and said: "The Dead Soldier Battalion must restore its organizational structure as soon as possible. The five hundred masters are indeed a bit high."
"Promote Zhao Shu to a hundred generals, and arrange the other hundred generals and five hundred masters one by one according to their prowess in combat."
"When the next siege comes, the Death Soldier Battalion will become the sharpest sword, opening a gap for the army."
"promise."
Nodding in agreement, Xin Sheng turned around and left the shogunate, notifying the Sima of the Central Army that such a trivial matter did not require his deputy general to come forward, and the Sima of the Central Army would be enough.
The army is often the most hierarchical place, especially among the Qin army.
In the death camp, Zhao Shu received an appointment from Sima of the Chinese Army. He couldn't help but be filled with emotion. In just four days after entering the army, he went from being a worthless pawn to a general of a hundred men.
Although he did not have a title, Zhao Shu was still excited. He knew in his heart that this was a good start.
Great Qin was very strict about granting titles. Unless the King of Qin gave his nod, no one had the authority to grant titles.
In this army, position is more important than title. Now he is a hundred-man general. Although he can still climb ladders to seize cities, his safety is much higher than that of ordinary soldiers.
When he becomes the Lord of Five Hundred, or the Captain of Thousands, he will basically not need to climb the ladder himself to seize the city.
At this moment, Zhao Shu was excited. This was his first official position in Da Qin, and it would also be the beginning of his changing destiny.
"Congratulations, you have just arrived and have become a hundred-man general!" The man next to him smiled bitterly, his tone also extremely excited.
After all, because of this battle, he became a hundred-man general of the Death Soldier Battalion like Zhao Shu, which was a step closer.
"Haha, the same goes for Brother Ku. You and I are happy together!" Zhao Shu also smiled and congratulated Ku. Ku was one of the few people he knew in the Death Soldier Camp.
"Ha ha……"
Hearty laughter floated over the Death Soldier Camp, blowing away the sadness caused by death and killing just now. The morale of the soldiers in the Death Soldier Camp increased because of promotion and wealth.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Shu couldn't help but sigh with emotion. The general who controls this army is not a simple master. This method of boosting morale is so powerful.
After the war, the goal was to quickly form an organizational structure to prepare for the next war, but Yang Duanhe's large-scale promotion this time simply killed three birds with one stone.
