My diary of transcendence from the heavens

Chapter 105 103. Defeat the eight kings and kill three hundred thousand people

The war finally came to an end.

The mighty war is finally over.

After a day and night of sorting out, the gains and losses were finally summed up.

Zhao Wuwei's 8000 elite soldiers lost more than people in the charge, while Zhao Xuanqi's musketeers also lost more than people due to various reasons such as arrows.

This time, a total of more than 100,000 elite soldiers of the coalition of princes were killed, and most of the enemy troops died in the chaos. There is no specific number.

Moreover, all eight princes and kings died in this war, and no one survived. Most of the rebel princes and officials from various places also died in the war.

In the end, they harvested countless food and baggage, and most importantly, captured many surrendered enemy troops alive.

Inside the tall tent.

Zhao Xuanqi was wearing a robe and had taken a hot bath all over his body. He looked particularly clean.

He is already in his thirties, but he still looks young and has a lot of beard on display, which adds a lot of majesty to his body.

Zhao Wuwei was sitting on the chair opposite him and resting. He was still wearing black armor and had oil stains on his face, which made him look a little dirty.

There were only two people in the room.

Zhao Xuanqi looked over and couldn't help but praise: "Zhao Wuwei, you are very brave in this battle. I was not wrong about you, you are very good!"

Zhao Wuwei wiped his face and said with a silly smile: "The Generalissimo is the one who has made the greatest contribution. If you hadn't rushed thousands of miles, climbed over the snowy mountains, and circled behind the enemy, I'm afraid we wouldn't have been able to annihilate the enemy in one fell swoop!"

Zhao Xuanqi took a sip of water and laughed and cursed: "Don't be so mean, I will remember your achievements. When you go back, I will ask your Majesty to make you a marquis. You will be granted the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households. Several other generals who fought bravely will also be rewarded." .”

After talking about meritorious deeds and rewards, Zhao Xuan Qidao's eyes showed joy again, and he said slowly: "This war is over, the entire south has been stabilized, and all those rebellious officials and traitors have been wiped out in this war."

To be honest, this huge crisis is finally over.

There were millions of Beimang cavalry entering the pass, and there were also eight princes and kings in the south causing trouble. It can be said that there were internal and external troubles.

Such a huge chaos has turned the world upside down. Zhao Xuanqi has been frightened these days, but now he can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhao Wuwei was deeply convinced, with a look of respect in his eyes.

The Generalissimo is truly a man of God!

A month or two ago, I thought that the imperial court would definitely be overthrown this time, and there was no hope of victory at all.

Unexpectedly, in just one or two months, the crisis that could sweep the world and subvert the entire country would be easily resolved like this.

Zhao Wuwei could not think of any other adjectives except that of gods and men.

Zhao Wuwei nodded in agreement: "The Generalissimo is mighty!"

He added: "But now there is another problem before me. There are too many enemy troops surrendering this time..."

Zhao Xuanqi frowned and asked seriously: "I asked your people to sum up the gains and losses. Tell me, how many enemy soldiers put down their weapons and armor and surrendered this time?"

Zhao Wuwei's face was solemn, he lowered his head and slowly stretched out three fingers: "Three hundred thousand, a full three hundred thousand soldiers!"

"Some of them are elite soldiers who have experienced hundreds of battles, but most of them are auxiliary soldiers, but they also have strong combat capabilities. Now they have been tied up and are all under strict supervision by our people!"

When Zhao Xuanqi heard this number, he couldn't help but gasp.

He stood up suddenly and paced back and forth in the room: "Too many people!"

"We only have more than 30,000 men left now, but we have to guard 300,000 enemies!"

"Ten times the number of enemies to be guarded by twice the number!"

Zhao Wuwei stood up, and the armor plates made a clanking sound. He followed Zhao Xuanqi, leaned over with his tall body, and said slowly: "Generalissimo, and it's more than that!"

"In this war, the enemy's number was too large, and our number was too small. In order to kill the enemy as much as possible, I basically killed the enemy while setting fire. That's why I was able to kill so many enemies and defeat the enemy. It has to be so straightforward.”

"This fire burned a lot of supplies. According to my estimation, the food we have now is not enough to feed so many people. At most, it can feed everyone for a month."

After Zhao Xuanqi heard this, he felt even more difficult to deal with.

Not enough manpower, not enough food!

He walked out of the camp and immediately saw a messy land, with all kinds of corpses that hadn't had time to clean up, including the collapsed and burning tent.

In the prisoner-of-war camp, you can still hear faint cries, the cries are intermittent, basically every prisoner-of-war camp has them, and some cries are even particularly miserable.

He made another conclusion:

"It's not just that!"

"This rebellion is a rebellion in the entire south. King Huainan led seven other princes and kings, and a total of eight princes and kings rebelled."

"These rebel soldiers belong to various vassal states. The vassal states have ruled the same place for many years. The people of the country only know the princes and kings but not the court. They only believe in the princes and kings but not the court."

"I'm afraid that to them, we are the real enemies."

"The most important thing is that the reason why the King of Huainan has an army of one million is that most of the soldiers under his command are from the Huainan area, and most of them are from the south. The hundreds of thousands of troops have almost wiped out the household registration in the south, and the soldiers are related to each other. Therefore."

"We killed so many enemies this time, and many of the enemy soldiers were brothers and relatives, their children and relatives and friends. Many people died in this war. I'm afraid they already hate us deeply. "

"We can say that they are their father-killing enemies and relatives-killing enemies."

Zhao Wuwei was overwhelmed by this analysis. He concluded: "We have killed so many enemies. It can be said that we have offended the entire south. I don't know how many wives, children, mothers and daughters are at home waiting for their husbands to return." , now it can be said that every family in the south is in a state of peace."

"If these prisoners are released, given their hatred and hostility towards us, I am afraid it will cause even greater chaos. The rebellion will not stop at all, and suppression will be in vain!"

Zhao Xuanqi closed his eyes.

Three questions.

There was not enough food, not enough men, and the soldiers were resentful.

Putting it back would be like letting the tiger go back to the mountain, but he didn't have enough food to feed so many people, and he didn't even have enough manpower to take care of it.

He suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Zhao Wuwei with an evil spirit, and said: "Why don't we just stop doing one thing and kill them all!"

Although Zhao Wuwei had expected it, when he heard this order, his breathing still stopped for a moment, and his voice was hesitant and trembling: "Generalissimo, this is a full 30 people!"

Zhao Xuanqi said: "Apart from this, what better way is there? These 30 people are bombs that can explode at any time. Once it explodes, with our small number of people, we may die on the spot at any time, and the country will be destroyed in an instant. .”

"If we don't kill these people, it will be difficult to stabilize the south!"

Zhao Wuwei knows this truth deeply.