Daqin: Stop pretending, your father, I am Qin Shihuang

And the casualties mainly came from those farmers,

Although the equipment, training, and physical fitness of these farmers are better than this group of disorderly troops.

After all, it was the first time on the real battlefield, and there would inevitably be mistakes.

Only then did Zhao Lang nod, and then said,

"Take care of those who come with me, food, hot water."

"Let the camp get ready, and people will come over in the next few days."

Chen Ping glanced at the exhausted cavalry behind Zhao Lang, and quickly said,

"It's been ordered, it's just the master, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Lang gave a wry smile and said,

"Go in and talk about it in detail."

Only then did Chen Ping come to his senses, and quickly said,

"Yes, yes, advanced camp."

After the tent was erected, Zhao Lang had time to talk about his experiences in the past few days.

They floated on the sea for two days before arriving in Liaodong. Of course, this was still much faster than going by land.

Just because of capacity issues, not many people arrived.

Fortunately, Xiaoliu and the others had already sent a letter at this time, and hundreds of them rode back to Liaodong day and night on horseback.

Others followed the ox cart and were on their way.

The advantage of advanced communications is that Zhao Lang knew all the information as soon as he got off the boat.

After the two sides converged, they rushed towards this side with all their strength.

They finally arrived, but they were all at the end of their strength.

It's just that the big dog on the side was frightened after hearing it for a while. Fortunately, Chen Ping stopped him, and they didn't counterattack.

Otherwise, Zhao Lang and the others would not be able to play any role in their current situation.

Forced raids will only result in heavy casualties.

After a short rest, Zhao Lang got up, ready to go to see the wounded.

Chen Ping quickly said,

"My lord, you are tired too, you should take a good rest."

Zhao Lang shook his head and said,

"I can still hold on."

Of course, he doesn't just simply look at the wounded, which can also boost morale.

Although he has arrived now, the next battle will not be too easy.

He needs these people of his own to recover as soon as possible and maintain fighting spirit.

Of course, Chen Ping couldn't hold back Zhao Lang, so he could only let the big cat and big dog follow Zhao Lang well.

Make other arrangements yourself.

Soon, there were bursts of exclamations in the camp,

"The owner is back!"

"Leader, help me, wrap this bandage up."

"Hahaha, the Confucian chief's introductory disciple actually still has such an identity."

"The disciples of the Mohist school have seen Mr.

"Boss! I didn't embarrass us peasants."

Wherever Zhao Lang walked, there were cheers.

The atmosphere of the entire camp changed from the original heavy and solemn to full of life.

Even Chen Ping couldn't help showing a smile, his family is very popular.

After Zhao Lang finished checking these places, it was already dark.

"The injured must be rescued with all their strength, and don't care about the loss of those medicines."

Zhao Lang ordered lightly.

The big dog at the side replied carelessly,

"Patriarch, don't worry, our people are precious."

Zhao Lang nodded and asked again,

"How many died?"

The big cat hesitated, and said,

"There are now 93 people reported."

Zhao Lang's expression didn't change, he just said,

"The wives and children in their family are all supported by Zhuangzi. They cannot be treated badly in the slightest. If someone dares to bully them, they will be dealt with strictly!"

The big cat and the big dog immediately replied,

"Yes, master!"

Zhao Lang secretly sighed.

These people worked hard for themselves, so he naturally had to shoulder their original responsibilities.

It's just that he has a deeper understanding of Cibuzhanbing.

It's not simply strictness, but in the face of these deaths, he must harden his heart.

Because there will surely be more casualties later.