Xu Yin suddenly said softly: "Don't chase the enemy if you lose."

Unfortunately, Zhu Di couldn't hear it.

Dusk was stunned, "There is a trap?"

Xu Yin shook his head. After all, he had been with Xu Huizu for so many years. He lived outside the battlefield and had the advantage of being a bystander. He looked into the distance and said, "The Tatars' retreat was very organized, and they were covered by cavalry and backup infantry. They mainly went to the cavalry to cover the arrows and rain, which was really a headache. His Majesty led his troops to chase and kill them, which would only expand the results of the battle at most."

The cavalry of the Tatar cavalry has great deterrence.

Silently at dusk.

It probably won't take long before Zhu Di will return - today's Yumuchuan will not be Zhu Di's burial place, and this personal expedition has just begun.

Looking around, the bodies were everywhere.

There were Daming's men, Tatar men, and some seriously injured people. In this battle, the Ming Dynasty won, and the Ming Dynasty wounded soldiers among the piles of corpses ushered in the hope of vitality.

And the Tatar wounded soldiers awaited them death.

In the era of cold weapons, the victorious side will not capture wounded soldiers, but will only be excited to use two swords to cut off the head - this is military merit, and there is not so much medical resources to give the enemy wounded soldiers.

How to deal with prisoners has always been a big problem on the battlefield.

So why did Bai Qi kill 400,000 surrendered soldiers - if he doesn't kill them, how much food does Qin State have to take to support them?

Of course, Bai Qi killed 400,000 Zhao soldiers for many reasons.

In fact, this phenomenon also occurred in the era of thermal weapons.

During the battlefield of North Africa during World War II, an Italian army of 10,000 people faced the armored army of 3,000 British troops. After the encounter, the Italian army collapsed instantly and decided to surrender without firing a single shot.

The British army was not happy because there were already many Italian prisoners before, and there were ten thousand people coming. Don’t eat anything? Why should I let you have sex for free in the British Empire?

Besides, it is better to accept surrender than to have a beautiful annihilation battle, so he does not accept surrender.

When Italy saw that the British army did not accept surrender, it looked down on us Yidaili, where could we put our face? So Yidaili soldiers were extremely angry.

beat.

With the morale and military strength, Yidaili's combat power was extremely strong, and the British army was defeated step by step.

What’s funny is that after the British army was defeated, the general of Yidaili actually found the general of the British army and said, “You can see for yourself, we will be defeated. Compared with our Yidaili, your combat power is just a scumbag, so now you are willing to accept our surrender.”

The British army was confused.

Not to mention the British army was confused, the whole world was confused.

Huang Dun and Xu Yin did not return to the camp immediately, but sat in the pile of corpses and waited with other soldiers to return to pursue the Tatars. Some of the people with spare energy began to gain military achievements on the battlefield and make up for the enemy's wounded soldiers.

It didn't go to dusk.

His brain is still running at high speed and needs to adapt to and accept today's experience.

Xu Yin did not go, and Yu Yanliang did not go either.

It’s not that he didn’t want military merits, but that Zhu Di had an imperial edict to protect the dusk. If there were Tatar soldiers around him cheating on the corpse and he would cut him off with a knife during the dusk, it would be that he would not be able to follow the order.

It will lose your head.

Half an hour later, Zhu Di led his army back.

The Emperor Ming Dynasty was covered in blood. In addition to the enemy's blood, he also had his own blood. After returning to the battlefield, he immediately commanded people to clear the battlefield - at this time, Tatars would not attack sneakily.

This is the unspoken rule of the battlefield from ancient times to the present - never sneak attacks on those who clean up the battlefield.

Even the siege is the same.

During the siege, after the defender repels the enemy, according to the situation of both sides, if the defender has the advantage, he will send someone to the city to clean up. At this moment, the city gate is open. If the siege launches a sneak attack, it is likely to break the city.

But the siege will not.

Similarly, if the defender of the city is at a disadvantage and the siege goes to the city to collect the body, the defender of the city will not take the opportunity to fire the cold arrow.

The reason is very simple: plague.

Especially in summer, if these corpses are not dealt with, the plague will break out and both sides will die.

So this is an iron unspoken rule.

Zhu Di did not take off his armor and returned to the Central Army camp. He stood in the battlefield, looking at the soldiers coming and going around him, and to Ji Gang and Zhuang Jing beside him, Qiu Fu said: "Calculate quickly and report to me, and order the cavalry to divide their troops back to the Central Army camp."

Count the damages of our own side and the enemy, and then measure the remaining forces of both sides.

Qiu Fu, Ji Gang, and Zhuang Jing went there hurriedly.

Zhu Di walked around casually.

The guards around them were careful. Whenever they saw people wearing Tatar armor, whether they were wounded or dead, they would come forward to make up for the two swords - this was not for military merit.

It is to protect His Majesty.

The soldiers came and went, finished the knife, cut their heads, collected the nameplate, recorded their military achievements, and gathered the unowned war horses... In an orderly manner, the war smoke everywhere gradually dissipated.

Although there are complicated sounds between heaven and earth, people feel the silence and desolation of death.

Zhu Di has long been used to the battlefield.

Walking wildly, I saw the three of them sitting on the ground from afar. My heart moved and walked over. I said to the dusk with a clear expression of confusion: "Have you adapted yet?"

The dusk was silent for a while, "I will adapt."

If you want to build an empire you want, war is essential. You cannot learn from Huang Guan, Huang Zicheng, Qi Tai and others, just sit in the court and watch the strings of numbers.

I must go to the battlefield countless times.

Of course, if it is not a special situation, Dusk is really unwilling to charge again.

Zhu Di smiled.

When I walked to the side of Dusk, I just sat down. Because I was wearing armor, I pulled my wounds after sitting down, and my face twitched for a while. I asked Dusk, "What do you want to do most now?"

The dusk suddenly laughed, and what he said was a bit confusing to the point, "At this time, just come a Chinese branch."

Watch the sunset on the battlefield.

A heavy breath of smoke penetrates the heart and lungs, washing away the sorrow.

What kind of artistic conception should it be.

Zhu Di was confused and didn't care, and said, "There will be a lot of things today in the future..." His voice fell, and he looked at the vast land in the distance under the afterglow of the sunset, and said, "It's so beautiful."

I want to ride a horse, walk through the north of the desert, continue to go north, and further north!

The territory of the Ming Dynasty should include the four heavens.

At dusk, he looked at Zhu Di's expression and his mind was shaking.

At this moment, Zhu Di was filled with the charm of the emperors throughout the ages. In him, at dusk, he saw a future where the country is rich and the people are strong, and a prosperous era full of wings.

I can assist in governance, so what about territorial expansion?

I can!

For some reason, perhaps it was felt by the magnificence of the battlefield, or the soldiers in the distance began to pile up in the capital - although they were the corpses of millions of people, there was no Virgin's heart at dusk. A deep heart suddenly burst out from the heart, and a sense of pride suddenly arose in my heart. I stood up and looked at the magnificent scene after the war, and thousands of emotions brewed into songs.

"The wolf smoke rises, the country is watched, the dragon rises, the horse is neighing, the sword energy is like frost..."

The sound begins to rise.

Zhu Di's expression changed drastically. He heard him sing this song and this melody when he went to the imperial prison to watch the dusk.

It's majestic!

At this moment, I was in the battlefield and heard the songs again and my blood was pouring.

The soldiers on the side also turned their heads at the same time.

Listen intently.

"The heart is like the vast water of the Yellow River. Who can fight each other in the past twenty years? I hate the desire to be crazy and the sword is aimed at, how many brothers and feet are buried in the bones of a foreign land, why cherish the death of a hundred deaths to repay the family and country, I can't bear to sigh and feel speechless. The horse's hooves go south and people look north, and people look north and the grass is green and yellow dust is flying. I am willing to defend the territory and open the border again. China wants to congratulate the world."

The last sentence, hoarseness.

On the desolate sunset battlefield, when this song of loyalty sounded and the rough and hoarse voice came into my ears, Zhu Di, Xu Yin, Yu Yanliang and the soldiers around me, all of them were grim and some even drew their swords and whistled to the sky.

There seemed to be a general in front of everyone, riding a horse, wearing a armor, wearing a cloak, and a flag fluttering. On the ancient road of yellow dust, he drew his sword and attacked, shining on the Ming Dynasty.

Deep in my heart, I was stabbed into the soul by this song.

My heart trembled.

Guard the territory!

Opening Xinjiang!

Come and congratulate everyone!

Why don’t you bury your bones in a foreign land!

Zhu Di stood up and looked at Jingguan, which was about to be piled up with Tatar corpses and heads in the distance. He laughed loudly, and the sound shook the sky and went straight into the blue sky. I, Zhu Di, will fight for this for the rest of my life, even if I die in the frontier, and be worthy of the king.

In person.

Go north.

Continue to head north!

Zhu Di's humble figure reflects the afterglow of the sunset. At this moment, he is the famous Yongle, the emperor who will lead the Ming Dynasty to a new future.

Countless soldiers knelt down and shouted long live.

The distant Jingguan shows tragic heroism.

The picture is frozen in the long river of history and shines for thousands of years.

At dusk, he stood side by side with Zhu Di, looking at the king beside him, and tears filled his eyes.

Ming Dynasty, please thrive.

Zhu Di patted the shoulder of Dusk, and there was no longer any language between the king and the minister.
Chapter completed!