On this day, Deng Yin and a group of troops attacked, but they only focused on exploring the reality and reality. First, a round of arrows shot over, and then retreated after a little fight.

Neither side suffered much damage, and only more than a hundred people were killed or injured.

"Deng Yin is harassing again this time."

Jiang Baijian closed his eyes slightly.

The last time was a letter that came, which shook people's hearts and secretly spread news, trying to make the king and ministers of Shu suspicious and cause turmoil.

This time, it was a temptation again, as a test.

If this repeated temptations were put before, it would be necessary to speculate whether Deng Yin had any alternative arrangements, and perhaps he had other ideas, so he would not be distracted.

But at this moment, Deng Yin was using this as a cover for Chen Zhiyun, which attracted his attention and made him unable to distract himself, so he ignored Chen Zhiyun's actions.

"General."

A voice came from outside, saying, "This is the number of casualties counted by General Xie San."

Jiang Bojian said: "Please bring it up."

The soldier came in, who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old and looked very young, but he had a knife wound on his face, and the blood scab was condensed and he had not yet become a scar.

Jiang Baijian took the origami from him, glanced at him, and said, "What's your name?"

The soldier whispered: "Good General, his subordinate surname is Zhou, and he is called Zhou Wu."

"Friday? How old are you?"

"sixteen."

"nominal age?"

"yes."

"You are still young..." Jiang Bojian nodded. He glanced at the soldier and said, "When you go to the back to get the medicine later, let the medical officer show you so that you don't leave scars."

"This..." the soldier was stunned for a moment and said, "The medical officers are very busy, and they don't care about this little injury."

"Just say it's the general." Jiang Bojian said: "At least, I can't leave scars here."

When the soldier heard this, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he thought of those friends who were lying on the battlefield, and he felt very sad.

Jiang Baijian was in charge of the army for many years, and he could probably know the emotions in the soldier's heart, and he couldn't help but feel a little infected.

At the age of fifteen or sixteen, he is the most sentimental. He has endured so much life and death, endured the cruelty of the war, and endured the coldness of the world, and is not something that ordinary young people can persevere.

In previous years, I don’t know how many young soldiers encountered this bloody storm, or were either staying like wooden stakes on the battlefield, becoming a living target, or were frightened and crazy, without any wit.

The elites are truly able to survive on the battlefield.

This little soldier is one of the elite soldiers.

"The war won't last long."

Jiang Bojian suddenly said: "Either for them or for us, long-term offense and defense cannot be handled, and we cannot retreat. So, in the end, Liang Guohui will retreat, don't worry."

As he said that, he couldn't help asking, "Is there anyone in your family, you kid?"

He nodded on Friday and said, "There is a mother and a younger brother."

Jiang Bojian asked, "Where is your father?"

He whispered on Friday: "I died in Tojoguan a few years ago."

Jiang Baijian didn't know how to answer for a moment. After a while, he said, "Have you ever thought about going home?"

On Friday, he nodded and said, "I want to."

Jiang Baijian smiled and said, "After this time, I will allow you to go back to visit relatives."

Friday showed joy on his face, but the next moment, he shook his head.

"Why?" Jiang Baijian shook his head and was puzzled and said.

"Many people want to go home." Friday thought for a while and said, "Our sergeant hasn't been home for ten years. Many people have died on the battlefield, like Qi Xiao under our tent... He is younger than me, and since he joined the army, he has been thinking about home. He was still crying when he was taking a shower last night, but he can no longer go home."

"He is on this list?" Jiang Baijian looked at the paper that recorded the list of deaths, and seemed to have thought of something.

"Yes." Friday whispered: "I have a younger brother in my family. General, should I ask others to go home and have a look?"

"Yes." Jiang Baijian closed his eyes and responded.

"General..." He gave a bow on Friday and said carefully: "I'm going to leave?"

"Go." Jiang Baijian raised his head slightly, closed his eyes and waved his hand.

After about half a cup of tea, Jiang Baijian opened his eyes and sighed.

...

"What's wrong with General?"

Xie San walked in and found that Jiang Bojian was not in high spirits, so he couldn't help but ask.

Jiang Bojian did not answer, but just asked, "Did you say I am right or wrong?"

Xie San seemed very puzzled and said, "General, is this?"

General Jiang Baijian said one by one to the soldier.

Even Xie San was silent.

“There are countless young people like this.”

Jiang Baijian said: "I was thinking, for the sake of Shu, I kept Jianmen Pass, and kept Shu forever, the court was stable, and the people were not subject to turmoil. This was a good thing, but is that true?"

"I have been in the army since I was young. From meeting Ge Xiang in Tianshui until now, relying on my knowledge, I have been well-behaved and there is no big mistake."

"But if I didn't guard Jianmen Pass, would there be fewer people who died?"

"I thought I was defending my country, but in this way, have I committed a greater murderous crime?"

Jiang Baijian rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I always thought I could have a clear conscience, but now it seems that Mr. Jiang is really not a good person. After careful calculations, I don't know how many people have died between Liang and Shu for my sake."

"If I had not stopped Ge Xiang in Tianshui back then, then Tianshui would have been easily obtained by Ge Xiang, and the damage to the two sides in the middle would have been much less. For example, if I did not stop Deng Yin in front of Jianmen Pass, then the winners and losses between Liang and Shu would have been arguably reduced, would it be much less casualties?"

As he said this, he looked at Xie San.

Xie San was silent for a long time, and then said, "In the past two days, the general seems to have become much sentimental."

Jiang Baijian whispered: "Maybe I feel that it is inevitable that the winner will be decided between Liang and Shu, so I will feel a little emotional."

He was born in Liang State and now serves Shu State.

After this battle, if Jianmen Pass is lost, Shu Kingdom will be destroyed.

If Jianmen Pass is firmly guarded and Mr. Wen is doing well this time, then the Liang Kingdom will be in turmoil and his army will send it out, which will be able to destroy Liang Kingdom.

No matter which side wins and loses, Jiang Baijian will inevitably feel a lot of emotion.

"That little soldier named Friday."

Jiang Bojian whispered: "After this time, if he is not killed on the battlefield, let him go home."

Xie San responded.

The momentum of the battlefield changes rapidly.

No matter which side, the decisions of the superiors can affect the lives and deaths of countless people.

Here, human life is like grass, with thousands or even hundreds of thousands of lives, like ants. How can a mere human life be noticed?

No one can guarantee that the young man will be alive.

"General..."

Xie San came forward and was about to speak, but suddenly his ears moved and stopped.

Jiang Bojian felt more sensitive than him, and immediately looked solemn, saying, "The Ba's messaging is back."

He was also very concerned about Yin Fu Pass, and even felt that it was the real battlefield, which might be even more dangerous than Jianmen Pass.
Chapter completed!