Chapter 549 (1/2)
All the generals of general Bai and above knelt in front of the first line of defense, on the ground covered with snow and blood. There was a strong smell of blood floating around them. There were broken limbs and arms. The cold wind was like a knife. They had been kneeling here for some time. Their legs were cold and painful, but no one dared to say a word of complaint. Silence, so many generals kneel here, can only hear their breathing, no one speaks.
They don't know how long they have to kneel here, but they know that it is their greatest luck to kneel here alive now.
Perhaps the next moment, their heads will be cut off, rolling to the ground!
Capital crime, all of them are capital crimes!
It's an unforgivable capital crime!
No one paid any attention to them. All the defeated and escaped soldiers had been supervised by Liu Feiyu's law enforcement team. They went to the front to join the pursuit army and cooperate with the pursuit army to fight against the enemy.
These soldiers, who have not killed enough ten heads, still have a chance to make up for it. Many of them will die in the war with the enemy, but as long as they can survive, they don't have to worry, and they will be prosecuted for the death penalty. They also understand that this is a great grace given to them by the empress.
The new army is cleaning up the battlefield and dressing up the wounded soldiers on the spot. Because Yun Zihuang popularizes medical skills in Northern Xinjiang, now all the soldiers in Northern Xinjiang have become nurses, even junior doctors. Iron guards are also helping to treat the injured, and the seriously injured are treated by Yun Zihuang himself.
The spoils were collected, counted and put into storage. The enemy prisoners were assigned to several places and guarded. The wounded enemy troops were temporarily carried to the first line of defense and thrown into some places. Now no one has the time or the mood to take care of the wounded enemy and the wounded prisoners.
Yun Zihuang said in a low voice: ”Gao Changfei, the medicine on the black carriage, take it to the injured prisoners and let them deal with the wound first.”
”Yes.”
Gao Changfei didn't dare to ask. He had already noticed that every time the empress would specially prepare some medicine for the wounded prisoners and enemies. These drugs are separated from other drugs used by the wind chasing army and the garrison.
All the medicine given to the wounded enemy's army was on the carriage covered with black cloth and kept warm with a thick quilt.
Other medicines for his own people were casually packed in the carriage, neither keeping warm nor being as careful as those for the prisoners. He vaguely understood that the drugs used for the wounded prisoners of war, I'm afraid, contained the means of the empress, perhaps toxic. These are not what he should ask, and he did not dare to ask. He just wondered what effect these drugs would have after they were used by prisoners.
He believes that the drug is by no means toxic, so simple, because there is no need at all.
If you want to kill these captives or wounded enemies, you don't need to take so many captives and bring back so many wounded enemies after the war.
An hour later, the fleeing generals were still kneeling on the cold and hard ice. Their lips were blue and their faces were pale. Trembling all over, fear and shame in my heart.
Sometimes they look up to the defense line, but they can only see the busy soldiers, but they can't see the empress.
If it is in peacetime, these superior and arrogant generals will be fried for a long time. But now, they are bearing a serious crime. Those who are waiting to die, who dare not show any dissatisfaction and arrogance, are waiting in the cold wind.
There is no gap in the sealed room. Yunzihuang is treating the seriously injured.