Daqin: You have a son to help Su

Chapter 32 A Night in the Muzhai, a Night for the Huns

The morale of the soldiers in the Muzhai has soared since the unexpected charge of the cavalry last time achieved excellent results and caused a lot of damage to the Huns.

The rest of the cavalry swore to resist the Xiongnu, which made the soldiers in Muzhai feel the same hatred. Fusu believed that it was necessary to maintain high morale at this moment, so he ordered some dead horses to be slaughtered and distributed to the celebrating soldiers.

Soldiers gathered in twos and threes to eat meat and soup, and boiled millet porridge. This was already a great delicacy for the soldiers. They ate and talked loudly to celebrate the great victory during the day.

According to preliminary statistics, at least 1000 people were killed by the Huns on the opposite side, and because of the poor medical conditions of the Huns, the injured Huns were almost doomed.

The total casualties on the Qin army's side were only about [-]. This is almost one person killed on one's own side, and six to seven people on the other side will have to pay the price.

Also, according to the five hundred masters above, Mr. Fusu asked all the doctors who served him to go out to help the injured comrades. They were the doctors of the royal family.

A family member of Lord Wubai who had served in Qin Palace said that the current Imperial Physician Ling and Qin Wangzheng's royal doctor Xia Wuqiu used to be the pediatrician who took care of Fusu, and had a deep relationship with the son, so the doctors sent this time can be all It is a first-class player.

This makes the morale of the soldiers even higher, at least they know, as long as they are not killed in battle.Even if they come back from injuries with the royal family's attendant doctor, as long as they don't come back too seriously, they can basically survive.

In stark contrast to the high morale outside is Fusu in the main tent. They have visited the wounded soldiers with all the doctors just now. Most of them are in good condition, and even a small part of them are only slightly injured. battlefield.

Fusu ordered the doctors to use cloth strips to help the soldiers stop the bleeding, which also had good results, but there were still a few wounded soldiers who were too seriously injured, so they could only choose to end their lives as soon as possible to avoid causing him more pain.

Wang Ban looked at Fusu, who went to the wounded barracks and was a bit depressed after returning, and comforted him: "Young master has tried his best to save him, this fate is hard to break...Young master, don't blame yourself too much."

"Wang Ban, I know, but..." Fu Su looked up at Wang Ban, Wang Ban had a firm face, obviously he was comforting Fu Su, but his expression did not relax at all.

Fusu realized something, and quickly recovered his expression. As the commander of Muzhai's army, he couldn't let others see his appearance.

Moreover, there must have been sacrifices in the war. If the sacrifice of these more than 100 soldiers can save tens of thousands of people in the rear, then it cannot be said that their sacrifices are worthless.

Even if he saw the charge of the dozens of cavalry that he could never forget in his life, even if he agreed with the doctors to end the lives of those soldiers who could no longer be cured, even if...

Fusu sorted out her mentality and walked out of the main tent door to join the crowd to celebrate.He thought that maybe when he was in the Northern Great Wall Legion in the previous life, Qin had already unified the six countries.

And sending an army of 30 is naturally sweeping across the grasslands. This is the first time that the troops are inferior in combat.But no matter what, Fusu believes that victory must belong to Qin and Zhuxia.

The Xiongnu outside Muzhai were not so lucky. They had an advantage in military strength but were beaten by others by surprise and suffered heavy losses.

Now the morale of the Huns outside the goats and pigs is low, and seeing the fire in the wooden village, they can only cover their fur tightly to keep out the cold.

Li Ang was one of the cavalrymen of the goat tribe of the Xiongnu, because there was no wooden village to shelter from the wind and rain, and the Xiongnu invaded without much supplies to keep out the cold except for the necessary food and so on.

Naturally, the few supplies had to be supplied to the headman and the little chieftains, so Lion could only wrap them in the furs he brought from home.

Looking at the flames and the smell of meat wafting out of the Hun chieftain's shed, Li Ang could only hope that he could grab enough wealth after this invasion.

It would be even better if one or two Qin slaves could be assigned, and in this fantasy, Li Ang took out the cheese wrapped in the fur and the already hard jerky.

Put the cheese in his mouth to melt it, the sour taste is actually not good, but he still has to tear off a small piece of hard and dry meat and put it in his mouth, hoping that the cheese can dry the meat soften.

Filled his stomach a little bit, but he didn't dare to finish the food. After all, this was one of the few foods he had, because there was still food reserved for the winter and next year's harvest, so the food for marching and fighting was still provided by his family. He squeezed it out.

Go to sleep, go to sleep, Leon thought, as long as he falls asleep earlier, he won't feel so hungry, looking at the lights of the headman's camp and smelling the smell of meat, Leon can only wrap his foreskin tighter, It's really cold here.

Closing his eyes, Li Ang also thought of the cavalry facing him during the day, because Li Ang was actually in the rear of the Huns during the day, so there was no cavalry facing him directly.

But with the unstoppable momentum on the other side, even if he encountered that kind of cavalryman, Leon, he wouldn't know what to do. Thinking about it, Leon fell asleep wrapped in a thin layer of fur.

Although the Goat King in the Goat King's camp was eating meat and roasting it by the fire, and enjoying the food and accommodation that the lower-level Huns cavalry could only dream of, he was always in a very uncomfortable mood.He had just quarreled with the Wood Snake King and separated.

In fact, the Wooden Snake Department and the Goat Department were already at odds, and Touman Shanyu's oppression of the Wooden Snake Department and his favoritism towards the Goat Department made the two sides even more at odds.

When the Wood Snake King came here to help, the Goat Department and the Zhutu Department had already paid a heavy price, and the Wood Snake King must have been taunting the Goat King mercilessly.

"Damn wooden snake," the goat king's meat-cutting knife slammed into the mutton in front of his eyes: "Go and fight the other side if you have the ability, but it's just a sneak attack. What a proud thing!"

After the goat king vented to the meat, he took out the few spoils of the day, which were iron stirrups. During the day, he saw that the vanguard of the Qin cavalry on the opposite side was riding on the horse, stepping on this thing to attack.

Those cavalrymen of the Qin State were not like the Hun warriors on their own side. They grew up on horseback since they were young. They never dared to charge with their own cavalry. After all, Qin State has always relied on crossbowmen and chariots.

The goat king saw that the equipment on the horse was one of the few changes made by the cavalry of the Qin army. Maybe the warriors could try it. The goat king carefully put away the iron stirrups.Even if this equipment is not as easy to use as I imagined, it is still made of iron.

In the current Xiongnu tribe, only rulers like the Goat King can use iron, and even some tribe leaders don't even have an iron weapon at all.

And if this equipment is effective, donate this equipment to Shan Yu, maybe Shan Yu will forgive himself for his defeat during the day for the sake of this equipment, and the Goat King's extremely depressed mood will be relieved a little.

(End of this chapter)