Destroy Jin and conquer Song, and carry the Northern Expedition through to the end

Chapter 202 Yishui Northwards Risking Life and Death

A bucket of water was poured on Tu Danzhang's face, causing him to slowly wake up.

When he opened his eyes, he was flashed by the fire, which made him subconsciously close his eyes again. Then the first general of the Wuxing Army forced himself to open his eyes.

When Tu Danzhang saw several Han people in front of him, he suddenly began to struggle, but his hands and feet could not move at all, and only the sound of rattling iron chains could be heard.

Tu Danzhang turned his head with difficulty and cast his gaze towards the person opposite him.

Liu Huai still had his armor on, and dark red bloodstains covered it. The coagulated blood had stuck the robe, belt, and armor together. If he wanted to remove the armor later, he might even have to rinse it with warm water.

But he didn't want to care about these things at this moment. Instead, he said coldly to the tightly bound man in front of him: "Tu Dan Zhang?"

Tu Danzhang opened his mouth wide and spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm mixed with saliva and blood. However, because the two were too far apart, the phlegm fell directly onto the yellow earth.

"Flying Tiger thief! Kill your grandfather if you dare! I'm not a hero if I frown!"

Tu Danzhang roared loudly.

Taking a look at the thick phlegm mixed with the loess, Liu Huai tugged at his ears in boredom: "I didn't expect to hear the same lines from so many prisoners today.

Don't worry, Lao Zhang, you will answer whatever I ask you later."

Having said that, Liu Huai ignored Tu Danzhang's scolding, stood up from his stool, and grabbed the personal guard named Shen Longzi.

"All the prisoners are yours. I don't want to know how you ask them, but I want a consistent result." Liu Huai patted Shen Longzi's shoulder. "After we separate, ask different people the same questions until the final answers are the same. I want these answers before dawn! Do you know how to do it?"

Shen Longzi smiled morbidly, but immediately said, "Master Commander, don't you want a public trial?"

Liu Huai felt a little surprised and at the same time a little relieved. He did not expect that in just a few dozen days of the Northern Expedition, the laws and regulations could be so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

However, this also shows from the side how much the people in the north long for rules and how much they long for an orderly world, so much so that even simple rules like the Three Articles of the Law are automatically followed and quickly take root in the hearts of the people.

Liu Huai explained, "Public trials are for after the war. We are still at war, so you can use whatever means you can. Of course, if there really is a thief who can tell everything, you must spare his life. No lynching is allowed. We need to hold a public trial before deciding his life or death."

Shen Longzi's smile became more and more obvious: "Don't worry, my dear commander, I will give the golden thief a good rest."

Liu Huai nodded and directly handed over the power to the other party.

The reason why he believed in Shen Longzi was very simple, because this personal guard was a true martyr whose entire family was killed by the Jin people.

His life experience was even worse than Pang Rugui's. At least although Pang Rugui became a slave, he still had some brothers and sisters, but Shen Longzi really had nothing and was alone.

When he was brought back by Wei Sheng a few years ago, he was almost crazy. He took care of his health for several years and practiced martial arts without saying a word. Shen Longzi was also one of the active participants in this Northern Expedition.

This is what is called a death squad in military strategy, so when Liu Huai gave the task of torture to Shen Longzi, he would definitely not hesitate. It would be better to say that he really hoped that these Jurchen captives could be tougher so that he could torture all these Jin thieves to death with justification.

Liu Huai ignored the wailing coming from behind him and strode into the wounded camp.

The wounded camp was located near Yishui River, in the very center of the military camp. Military doctors and civilians serving as nurses came and went in the camp. There were constant wailing and crying sounds coming from the camp, and corpses covered with white cloth were constantly carried out of the tents and placed in a large open space on the left side of the camp.

"What a heavy loss!"

Zhang Baiyu's hands were covered in blood, as if he had just bandaged someone's wound. He emerged from a tent, dusty and dusty, his face a pained expression. "Have you figured out the casualties?" Liu Huai asked gravely.

Zhang Baiyu's face turned even paler: "According to the statistics, there are 204 soldiers lying down, 72 of whom were killed and 132 were seriously injured.

The least seriously injured ones only have broken bones, while the most seriously injured ones may die soon.

I only briefly counted the number of those slightly injured, and there were about a hundred of them, none of them seriously injured."

As they were talking, two more corpses covered with white cloth were carried out. Liu Huai and Zhang Baiyu were speechless and could only watch as the soldiers arranged the corpses neatly.

Zhang Baiyu was stunned for a moment before continuing, "The serious injuries and deaths were almost all concentrated in the Armored Cavalry Battalion. Dalang, this battle almost crippled the Armored Cavalry Battalion."

In this kind of battle where heavy weapons are used to destroy each other's flesh, there will be almost no minor injuries. Whether you are hit hard or simply fall off your horse, you will quickly lose your life in the chaotic battlefield.

This was even though the Loyal Army ambushed with superior forces and launched a surprise attack, gaining the upper hand, yet still suffered so many casualties.

If they confront each other head-on, wouldn't it be a fight to the death?
The Jin Kingdom plundered the entire northern land, and the army it raised was indeed very powerful.

Of course, the loyal army paid such a huge price, but the gains they gained were also amazing.

Except for a small number of people who jumped into the Yishui River, hid in the ravines, and escaped, almost all of the elite armored cavalry of the six Moukes were captured and killed. The senior officers included a marching Meng'an. The six marching Moukes were all trapped and not a single one escaped!
The six hundred pieces of armor stripped from them could almost be used again after being repaired.

There were actually more than 400 intact majestic war horses ridden by the female soldiers, and including the slightly inferior spare horses, Liu Huai had harvested more than 1,000 war horses this time.

As for weapons, bows and arrows, as well as the gold, silver and jewelry on the Jurchens, they were scattered all over the battlefield. The front troops of the Loyal Army were too exhausted to have time to count them.

But even though they gained so much, Liu Huai and Zhang Baiyu still felt that they had lost out.

It’s a loss to grandma’s house!

Everything is people-oriented.

Is there anything in the world more valuable than human life?
If he could get those 200 casualties to stand up again, Liu Huai could even throw all the spoils into the Yishui River as a birthday gift to the Dragon King.

"You can't fight like this."

Liu Huai looked at the corpse covered with white cloth and murmured, "This time I misjudged the Jin army's combat power. I will reflect on this in the next military meeting."

Zhang Baiyu shook his head upon hearing this. "It's not Dalang's fault. There will always be tough battles to fight, tough bones to chew, and people will always die. It's either us or the other brothers in the Loyalty Army.

The Jin Kingdom is a vast country, so there must be some rules. Do you really expect the heroes of the Jin Kingdom to starve themselves to the point of being weak and let us kill them?"

Liu Huai was silent for a long time before he spoke with difficulty: "I can do better and let them die less."

Zhang Baiyu suddenly turned around, grabbed Liu Huai's arm with his bloody hand, and said in a somewhat inappropriate manner: "Dalang, instead of letting us die less, you should think more about how to make our deaths worthwhile. Can you change all this by complaining here? Can you bring these dead people back to life by blaming yourself?
"On a lone expedition to the north, no one wants to die, yet everyone is prepared for it. "Da Lang, one day, even I might have to charge into a battle where I'm doomed. Promise me that when the time comes, you won't hesitate, and let me die a worthy death, okay?"

Liu Huai looked at Zhang Baiyu and for a moment he didn't even have the strength to nod.

(End of this chapter)