The red sun rose from the east, and the fog became thinner. The battlefield south of the capital was lonely. The air was filled with a thick smell of blood that could not be dissolved, attracting countless crows to circle in the sky.
"Wow, wow, wow."
On the ground, the crippled warhorses shook their heads and snorted.
"Tu."
Its large eyes were filled with sorrow as it kept touching the lifeless corpse of a Great Shun cavalryman on the ground.
The torch fell to the ground and was clearly extinguished. It shone on an arm that had been cut off at the elbow. Blood flowed slowly along the soil. The blood-stained Banner Officer of Dashun let out a soft cry. He crawled on the ground in pain and stretched out his other hand to grab the broken arm.
"Dong dong dong."
In his field of vision, shadows covered the morning light. A pair of boots stepped on the blood and walked in front of him.
The junior flag officer with a broken arm raised his head. His pupils constricted and tears fell from his eyes in fear. His lips trembled as he wanted to say something, but his dry throat could not say anything. Or rather, there was no need to say anything.
"Swoosh."
The blood-stained spear fell and stabbed into the junior flag officer's back. His pupils instantly dilated, and his terrified face suddenly stuck to the ground.
Fresh blood flowed from the gaps under his body. The junior flag officer was no longer moving.
Pulling out his spear, the cavalryman from the capital camp stepped over the newly killed flag officer of the Great Shun Army and moved on to the next one. His vision went past him and saw countless corpses and blood spread out. The captives and wounded soldiers who were moaning in pain or screaming in agony were being cleaned up one by one.
At the edge of the battlefield, the occasional wail of a warhorse could be heard. It was a warhorse that had been completely crippled and was being slaughtered.
"Kneel down."
In the middle of the battlefield, a large number of surrendered Great Shun soldiers were tied up in a huge circle by the cavalrymen of the capital camp. They kneeled down, their faces numb.
Outside them, a large number of cavalrymen from the capital camp were still staring at them coldly, their hands on their weapons.
Wang Cheng stood on a high ground and looked at the people cleaning up the battlefield. There was no fluctuation in his eyes, but there was a temperament that he did not have in the past.
It seemed that he had grown a lot overnight.
The surrounding warhorses galloped around, and the injured cavalrymen of the capital camp were brought to a relatively clean place for treatment and bandaging.
The sound of people's voices could be heard. For this battle of defeating more than 80,000 people in one night, it could be said to be an indescribable victory.
But on the other hand, most of the people who wanted to cheer had to find a place to sleep. Even if they were products of the system, they were still humans.
Zhang Liao walked over and reported," My lord, we lost 718 men in this battle. 1,471 of us were seriously injured. Almost all of us are injured." More than 300 of the heavily injured brothers could no longer participate in the battle. We lost more than a thousand people."
Wang Cheng's eyes flashed. This kind of loss was still within his expectations. In fact, in his heart, the loss ratio was one-third.
"Take good care of the injured brothers. Gather all the doctors in the nearby villages and towns and do your best to treat them. Give me a list of the medicines you need as soon as possible.”
Wang Cheng planned to use the wealth absorbed from the system to buy medicinal herbs.
Zhang Liao nodded to show that he understood and then asked a new question.
"My lord, there are about twenty thousand soldiers of the Great Shun Army who have surrendered. It is even harder to count those who are injured and not dead. Some of the more heavily injured soldiers might not live past this day. There are even more Great Shun Army soldiers who have fled to the surrounding areas.”
Wang Cheng's eyes flashed as he looked at the capital that was gradually becoming clearer in the distance.
"What do you think? Tell me."
"Although these people are captives, they are still honest people. If we kill too many of them, it will hurt the lord's reputation. The lord can use these captives to exchange for greater trust and power from the Ming Dynasty emperor, so that it will be easier for the lord to do things in the future.”
When Wang Cheng heard this, a strange look flashed across his eyes. This question had long been in his mind.
Chongzhen was not a qualified emperor. He was suspicious and indecisive.
This was what Wang Cheng had read from the history books of later generations. Combined with his observations over the past two days, Wang Cheng was almost certain that when his power expanded to a certain extent, Chongzhen would definitely fall out with him.
Therefore, Wang Cheng planned to take advantage of the short cooperation time to quickly expand his strength and let his strength snowball to the extent that Chongzhen did not dare to speak.
At that time.
He held the emperor hostage and ordered the vassals.
In an instant, Wang Cheng already had an answer in his heart. His eyes flashed as he looked at the rising sun in the sky and said in a deep voice,"You take the main force, including the captives, and follow behind slowly. I'll bring my personal soldiers back to the city first.”
Zhang Liao cupped his fists in acknowledgment.
"Yes."
"The traitor Li Zicheng fled in defeat. He will definitely make a comeback. I need Chongzhen to give me more power.”
After saying that, Wang Cheng looked at the rising sun in the sky. A hint of fire flashed in his eyes. The sun never sets!
Wang Cheng took a glance before mounting his Xiang Dragon. Without caring about his image, he brought his personal guards and galloped towards the capital.
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