There is no doubt that this is a big victory.
But victory does not mean that it is costless.
Of course, Wusun and Cheshi were the ones who were more damaged.
The general who assisted the King of the Che Shihou Kingdom, when he was discovered, had only his head left. It was not that the Han army forgot to take it away, but that he was probably hit by the trap in the chaos, and then fell down. As a result, countless horse hooves trampled by, and the flesh and blood of his body collapsed. As a result, only his head was left, which was still generally complete...
In this battle, the energy and spirit of Che Shihou Kingdom were wiped out, leaving only a little wreckage.
The Wusun people suffered less losses because they did not come in many people.
Xiao Kunmi can mobilize mobile troops at any time, that is, four or five thousand, and the others must be responsible for local guards and also participate in production. After all, the Wusun warriors are not professional soldiers, but also half-herds and half-armors. Among these four or five thousand regular soldiers, some guards must be left, and only three thousand can bring support.
When Wusun was still poor, he not only beat the Huns away, but also beat the Da Yuezhi. It was the predecessor of the Kushan River later. He occupied the Ili River Valley, accepted a large number of Yuezhi and Sai tribes, and expanded along the Ili River to the later Kyrgyzstan and Kazakhstan. At its peak, he had a population of 500,000 to 600,000, and was known as the warriors who controlled the strings by 100,000!
But that's it.
Gao Shun also has no more power to expand the results of the battle.
The damage to the Han army was also not small.
Some heads that can be taken away were marinated with lime, and as local specialties in a sense, they were sent back to verify the merits. Of course, there were many that were not taken away, such as the general of Cheshihou, who lost his body and only had his head in the melee. Because of the rest of the space, he needed to store the bodies of Han Jun's own generals and soldiers.
The day after the war, the corpses of the Han army soldiers were basically restrained.
When he set out from Yanqi, more than 2,000 people followed Gao Shun, only more than half were left. The biggest loss was the vassal army, which was seriously injured. The vassal army under his jurisdiction was almost completely killed or injured in the previous melee, leaving only more than 200 people.
The Han army also suffered many casualties. After Chen Sanlang sent away that group of wounded soldiers, nearly 100 more wounded soldiers have now been released, including thirty or forty seriously injured, and the rest are still slightly injured and can move around.
This number is painful.
The Han soldiers who could find the body were gathered together.
They will be buried in the Tianshan Mountains.
The direction towards the east of the sun.
Toward Chang'an.
The living person digs a hole for his dead comrades.
As for the corpses of Cheshi people and Wusun people, they were abandoned at the mouth of Wutu Gugu. Perhaps thousands of years later, some archaeologists or some live digs to dig out the wreckage.
According to the roster, Lu Silang drew the names of the soldiers and generals, and then asked someone to cut down trees on the mountain, saw them into pieces, peeled off the bark, and then wrote the names of the fallen soldiers one by one, inserting them in front of the burial place one by one.
From a distance, it looked like swords and guns were inserted on the ground.
It's like monuments...
"Before joining the army, the most I did was digging the ground..." A soldier waved his hoe and muttered, as if he was talking to his dead comrades, "I'm sure I'll dig it up pretty for you... But, this kind of work is enough for one time, really...
Those who can find the soldier cards are in a single pit, and those who can't find can only squeeze together. Anyway, when they are alive, they are also catching food in the same pot, sleeping in the same tent, and in the same camp, everyone knows who has a few moles on their butts and whether there are many hairs on their legs, so they don't care whether they need a little privacy space after death.
The bodies were placed and buried in soil.
Lu Silang asked someone to take some registered Hu people's heads, and they piled them up in front of the tombstone forest like fruits. "There are not enough cattle and sheep as sacrifices, so these heads will be used just fine! By the way, let's get some horse heads! Put them on!"
People were killed and injured, and the same was true for war horses.
While answering, the soldiers then put their heads on and asked, "Sima, are these heads counted for them?"
Lu Silang nodded and breathed a sigh of relief, "You should remind me of this? The old rules are all calculated. One person plus three. Remember them all, don't worry."
After the bloody battle, the friendship between comrades was also improved. The expression of distrust of each other and suspected that the other party would be greedy for his military pay had disappeared.
As he spoke, Lu Silang shook the booklet in his hand, "Look, someone sent this book directly to Chang'an... Don't worry, no one will deduct it this time..."
"Then the relationship is good, I wonder how much money can I have with such a head?" the soldier asked, "Is there any difference between Cheshi Kingdom and Wusun?"
『There is no difference. The difference is the armored and the unarmed ones." Lu Silang replied, "Hasn't you said it before? Armored ones are valuable, while those without armor are not valuable... Oh, these are of course considered armored ones...』
For soldiers who fell into battle, their pensions and bounties of at least three heads can receive about 120,000 to 100,000 or 30,000 yuan.
The credit that the cavalry has raised now is very at ease with everyone.
One hundred thousand yuan is a considerable amount for an ordinary family. It is no problem to support an ordinary family for about ten years, so that the next generation of people can have the opportunity to grow up.
Although Lu Silang and others did not understand what sustainable development meant, they at least understood that even if they died in battle, they could be worry-free at home and they could be at peace.
Are you a soldier? You are away all year round. If your family is uneasy, who can fight with peace of mind?
In this regard, the Cavalry is undoubtedly doing a good job.
Perhaps it was to dilute the sadness of life and death, or perhaps it was because Lu Silang wanted to boost the morale of the soldiers around him, so he called the soldier holding the head of the Hu man, "By the way, 100,000, your name can be changed now."
"Why?" The soldier named Hundred Thousand was stunned for a moment.
Lu Silang said: "I remember when you were in the army, you said you wanted to make 100,000 yuan, so it was called 100,000 yuan, right?"
Nodded one hundred thousand, "That's right...but it's not enough. I saved a little, spent it again, and then saved it again, it's been more than three years...
Lu Silang nodded, "But this time, you should be enough. I see, you have five armored heads this time, plus the previous ones, there are eight in total, which is 40,000. When you cut a few more, add the taxes, win rewards, etc., it will be almost 100,000 after you give it back. So what is your next name? 20,000 or 30,000?"
"Hahaha, I'll have 30,000 yuan? If you can get 100,000 yuan, it's enough! If you don't change it, it's enough to have 100,000 yuan, I'm not greedy." The soldier was also very happy, laughing haha.
Lu Silang was a little surprised, but seemed to be expecting it, and nodded, "That's right. 100,000, 100,000 is indeed a good name."
In the Han Dynasty, wealthy and poor were distinguished by family rules, that is, family property. Generally speaking, the so-called "wealth of less than 20,000 yuan" was poor. If the county and country were affected, these families with property less than 20,000 yuan would receive certain tax reductions.
Just like the tax exemption refunds of less than the next generation...
Twenty thousand to 100,000 is the wealth of ordinary people, and 100,000 yuan means the so-called "Chinese people" standard.
It is equivalent to the middle class of the Han Dynasty.
As for further upwards, for example, one million people are naturally rich, and if it exceeds three million, you should be careful during the Western Han Dynasty. For example, in the second year of Yuanshuo of Emperor Wu of Han, the heroes of counties and states were transferred and more than three million were registered in Maoling.
In the Eastern Han Dynasty, it is the world of local wealthy people. When capital begins to control everything and monopolize the local economy, there is a phenomenon that the level of wealthy people will rise sharply, and tens of millions of domestic property are already looked down upon by some wealthy people. In their eyes, billions of dollars are considered a small goal.
The Han Dynasty is still an era with huge gap between the rich and the poor.
Ordinary people like Lu Silang and others can only join the army at the moment, breaking a world between the desert, snowy mountains, western regions and northern borders, thereby changing their destiny, relying on successive contributions and heads to achieve self-class improvement!
Perhaps the name that was so vulgar that it was in the eyes of the children of the gentry was the dream of these ordinary Han people throughout their lives.
Seeing that the work of burying the soldiers' bodies was almost done, Lu Silang came back to find Gao Shun.
Originally, Gao Shun wanted to personally preside over the memorial service and bury the Han army's corpses, but he couldn't do it, one was because of injury and the other was because of illness.
Before, Gao Shun had a spirit of winning that he had to hold on there, but now...
After breathing a sigh of relief, he fell down.
Lu Silang arrived outside the central army tent and looked at the face of the guard standing outside, "General...but is it better?"
The guard frowned and shook his head slightly.
People in the Han Dynasty did not know nothing about the lack of oxygen on the plateau. However, sometimes it was even more confusing because of a single understanding.
In the Han Dynasty, altitude sickness was classified as "miasma".
Just like many people from the Central Plains in Han Dynasty experienced various discomforts in the southern woods, unacceptable conditions, mosquito bites, and then they could not determine the specific cause and classified them into the invisible and indescribable "miasma", the Han people also thought that the large-scale altitude sickness suddenly appeared in the plateau area was a type of "miasma".
Because there is one obvious symptom of altitude sickness, which is very similar to miasma, which is the onset of "inexplicable". Moreover, because it cannot be ruled out whether it is mutually infected, I even worried about whether it will be a plague...
The curtain was lifted and he walked out with the military doctor.
"How is it? How is the general?" Lu Silang stepped forward and grabbed the doctor and asked in a low voice.
The military doctor said: "It's better...but...I think...this..."
"But what?" Lu Silang asked, "How come you are so tedious? Can't you finish it in one breath?"
The doctor was helpless, "I am from Jin Chuangke. This cold miasma disease is not my own... and I only found out about this disease after seeing the Hundred Medical Center's newspaper..."
"Then... does the Hundred Clinic say how to treat this cold miasma?" Lu Silang asked.
The doctor shook his head, "Maybe, but after I followed the army, I couldn't receive the report. Why don't you ask the food transporter to see if there is any latest report from the 100-doc hospital hospital? I gave the general some decoctions, but there were not many herbs... Alas, I would have brought more herbs if I had known... Forget it, I'd better go to the surrounding hills to see if I could pick some...
Lu Silang nodded repeatedly, then called the soldiers to go with the doctor to help collect herbs.
Altitude sickness may not be able to determine the specific number of patients even in later generations. It can only be said that some people may easily have such reactions, but it is not absolute. They may even be healthy and have a basic disease such as hypotension, but they don’t feel at all.
Of course, pure altitude sickness is not high, what is terrible is the complications of altitude sickness...
Lu Silang watched the doctor leave, then listened to the heavy breathing in the tent and the sound of coughing, and his mood couldn't help but feel heavy.
Lu Silang was a little hesitant. He didn't know whether he should go in and report, or let Gao Shun take a little more rest.
"Shiro?" A hoarse voice came from the tent, "Come in."
Lu Silang responded quickly, then nodded to the guard who lifted the curtain on the side and walked in.
『General…』
Gao Shun's complexion was not good. Because of his injury and his qi and blood deficiency, his face was a little pale, and because of altitude sickness, his eyes, lips and tongue were a little black...
『General, the soldiers' corpses have been buried.』 General Lu Silang reported what was at hand one by one, and then secretly looked at Gao Shun's expression of fatigue and pain, and asked worriedly, "General, why not let us set off and return to the army immediately... We can go to Yanqi within three days, and then to the West Sea..."
Gao Shun waved his hand, coughed twice, and gave out some gasps, "You can't hurry... You have to deal with the Wusun matter first..."
Only by retreating slowly can you maintain your deterrence. If you return with your tail between your legs, everyone knows that there is a problem.
Lu Silang sighed slightly, "General, the captive of the Cheshi Houguo..."
Gao Shun gasped for a few times with some difficulty, "Hungry for two days, and then ask... Just don't die... We need him to deal with the matter..."
A little king from Cheshihou Kingdom was caught in the melee.
Xiao Wang from Cheshihou Kingdom, he didn't expect that it was a great situation, but why did it become like this now...
He had just climbed Xiao Wang not long ago.
He was still imagining that he could command thousands of troops to gallop across the vast Western Regions.
How can a young man have no dreams?
But he didn't expect that his mind would be hot and he wanted to take advantage of this opportunity of the Han people's retreat to be a hero, making him look like a salted fish now...
A stinky salted fish.
If Xiao Wang, who became the Cheshihou Kingdom, was the peak of his life, then it must be his trough, or the abyss.
In the previous melee, he rushed too far. As a result, when the Han army counterattacked, even though his guards tried desperately to protect him, unfortunately he was thrown off his horse while running away. Seeing that he was dressed in gorgeous clothes, the Han army knew that he was a big fish, so they did not kill him as soon as possible, but left his life...
But he really hoped that he had died in battle at that time!
He would rather die on the battlefield!
Along the way, the Queen of Che Shi, who became a prisoner, recalled the bold words he once shouted, and wanted to seize the blade several times, but never found a chance.
Later, he found an opportunity to hit the cliff and die. But for some reason, he restrained some force at the last moment, so that although he was bleeding, he still had his life. The herbs that were covered in the head were scolded by the Han army's military doctors, and then stopped the bleeding...
So he found in despair that he had no courage to commit suicide.
Not being afraid of death is just a short impulse, while being greedy for life and fear of death is the norm of life.
Although the young king of Cheshihou did not die, he still felt that he was still loyal to Cheshi people and his tribe members. Even if he was captured at the moment, he would show the courage to be Cheshi people...
But things are not as simple as he imagined.
When he was first captured in front of the Han general, Lu Silang was also somewhat interested in the Queen of Cheshi, and asked casually whether he would surrender. Queen of Cheshi, naturally, he was very passionate and said a lot of words. However, before he finished speaking, Lu Silang was no longer interested and drove him away like driving cattle and sheep.
Then after he failed to commit suicide, he even saved his bondage.
This is simply an insult!
The young king of Cheshihou gritted his teeth. He even cursed and cursed the Han people, thinking that although he did not have the courage to commit suicide, why could not the Han people kill him with one knife, so that he could at least have the name of a warrior, isn't it?
But the Han people did not take action, and the Han people just imprisoned him.
I was locked in an empty nest with no food or water to drink.
He's very hungry.
Very thirsty, too.
He once heard that in the early years of the Western Regions, a Han man was arrested by the Huns and was also locked up in a nest. Then he had no food and drink, and he swallowed it with the falling snow falling from the sky and the hair on his felt body to satisfy his hunger...
At first, he thought that what the Han people could do was Su, and he could do it too.
He was full of passion.
Immediately he began to worry...
But there is no soil around, and there is a clear sky outside, with no clouds at all, so where does the snow come from?
Moreover, the hair was not delicious at all. He just tried a little bit, and he was disgusted and even vomited some bitter bile. How could he eat it?
Later, the Han people sent some food and drink, but if they had the conditions, they could only eat it if they surrendered.
Che Shihou, the young king gritted his teeth and refused.
But soon he couldn't hold on.
If you haven't drunk it, you can't even get a drop of urine.
The feeling of hunger was tormenting him all the time. In the cellar where the sun and the moon were unknown, he felt as if he had spent his whole life. His eyes were so hungry that he was so thirsty that he fainted. Finally, he even had green eyes and touched the ground, but there was nothing except sand and gravel.
He even stretched out his dry tongue to lick the soil, lick the ground nest as branches of the shed, and snatched the dry bark again and again, stuffed it into his mouth...
When he was so hungry that he fainted, he felt that he had returned to Wutugu and returned to his gorgeous tent in the royal court...
In a trance, he seemed to see the people from the Cheshihou Kingdom rushing up with a brave attitude that was beyond the mortals, then swept away the entire Han army base, killed all the Han army generals, then opened the ground nest and rescued himself. King Cheshi came to him, praised his perseverance and loyalty, and handed him sweet wine...
But when he regained his consciousness, he realized that the person in front of him was not his King Cheshi, but the Han army general named Lu Silang. He was holding not good wine, but ordinary water bags, and he had already drunk most of them.
After the water was under, it suddenly made a sound of hunger that was as shocking as the sky.
Lu Silang took a piece of roasted horse meat from the soldiers beside him and handed it to the king of the Cheshihou.
The fragrant roasted horse meat is so golden in color and the aroma is so tempting.
The young king of Cheshihou couldn't help but reach out and wanted to catch it out of instinct, but Lu Silang took back the food and smiled, "Do you surrender?"
The King of Che Shihou remembered the bold words he had said in his hometown, the King of Che Shihou trusted and expected of him, his honor, his fame, everything he had...
Everything was dissuading him!
I would rather die than surrender!
Except for his hands and mouth.
His voice was weak, but he was relieved of all the hardships.
His hands stretched upwards, eager.
『I am willing to surrender...』
The roasted horse meat was thrown in front of him, and he pounced on him like crazy, sucking and tearing his chest.
"It smells so good...
After he ate the meat, he came to his senses and realized that he had just stayed in the ground nest for a day and a night, not as long as he imagined...
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