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The Mongolian army finally retreated. Without going far, they set up camp twenty miles northwest of Yangzhou City. But they finally retreated. Judging from the point of the Mongolian army retreating from the village, this battle outside the Yangzhou city that was almost not recorded in later history books (The History of the Song Dynasty was rushed to be compiled by the Mongolian Yuan before being expelled from the Central Plains, and there is no detailed description of the failures encountered by Mongolia). It is obviously the victory of the Song army.

Although the victory scene was a bit ugly, the officials of the Song Dynasty and Zhao Yun from Lin'an did not know it. Because Jia Sidao, the treacherous minister of the Privy Councilor, of course, the treacherous minister knew when to report good news and not bad news.

On the night when the Mongolian army retreated, before the statistics of the various army's war reports came out, Jia Sidao revealed the good news to Lin'an.

The next morning, the treacherous minister Jia ordered the generals of the army to join the military convention in the Fushi Office. Everyone knew that the Northern Barbarians did not really retreat. The Battle between the two Huai Rivers had just begun. The Song army suffered heavy losses in the battle yesterday, and the battle for the next battle was obviously difficult to fight!

The Fushi Office of Lianghuai has always been stationed in Yangzhou. The Fushi Office is located in the inner city of Yangzhou City, located in the southeast corner of the entire Yangzhou City. On both sides of the Fushi are the Yangzhou Prefectural Office and the Huaidong General Financial and Financial Office. The former is also the same as Jia Sidao, which is the convention of serving as a general in the Southern Song Dynasty - serving as the General Secretary, the prefect of the Fushi District, or the governor of the Fushi District. The latter is in charge of the financial and military affairs of the Huaidong District, and is in charge of the money and grain of the Huaidong District, and participates in military affairs. It is an important yamen for the Lin'an court to control military affairs with civil affairs and control the Huaidong Army, also known as the Fushi District, or the Fushi District. In addition, the camp of the Qinqiu Army directly under the Fushi District was also in the inner city of Yangzhou, directly opposite the Fushi District.

The commanders of the army who were returning from the front line have taken off their robes, put on their robes, and took their personal guards to the Fushi Office to pay homage to Jia Sidao, the Prime Minister of the Privy Council. These personal guards, the chief of the army, are not qualified to enter the Fushi Office, so they gathered outside the Fushi Office, and talked in a low voice. Most of these personal guards participated in today's war, and some of them were willing to protect their lords retreating through the moat. They were really embarrassed. When they mentioned the encounters during the day, they all showed fear. When everyone talked about the encounters of Wu Ruijun, they kept shook their heads and sighed.

"...It's so miserable! Five or six thousand good guys. The day before yesterday, the camp of Wu Ruijun was still lively, but today it's deserted! I really don't know how many wives and men are gone, and how many dolls are gone and dad are gone!"

"...Isn't it? Even passing by the gate of the Wu Rui Army's camp, there were a bit of a cunning person. So many people were gone in an instant! Yesterday, my good brother who had a drink and money the day before yesterday was separated by Yin and Yang today. I heard that even the commander of the Wu Rui Army, Lu Youwu, also died in the country."

"...Youwu is a good man. He has served as the commander of our Xiongsheng Army, and I have also talked to him."

"...Ah, we are all fighting men. Sooner or later, this day will be the case. This time, our Xiongjie Army is not sure of death or injury. There will always be 30% of the brothers who have not come back! In the Yangzhou City tomorrow, I am afraid that every family will mourn and every household will be mourning!"

'Every family mourns, every household carries filial piety...' Hearing these sad words, he changed into a green official robe, and led two donkeys carrying two large bags of gifts with Monk Liu (in the current Southern Song Dynasty, the Shangguan can be carried out generously in the Ming Dynasty). Chen Dexing, who came to Fushi, also sighed softly in his heart.

He, a ninth-rank sesame official, was naturally not qualified to participate in the military convention. Today, he came to visit Liao Yingzhong with a generous gift. Speaking of which, his adoptive mother treated him very well. After knowing that he was going to leave, he had someone prepared a very good gift without saying a word! However, it was not easy for him, a sesame official to see a person like Liao Yingzhong. He went out and asked someone to report it. After waiting for a long time, no one came to call him in.

"Erlang, why not go back first. Come tomorrow, you are still injured." The person who spoke was Mr. Liu. He stood beside Chen Dexing with a crutch. This old military man was lucky on the battlefield. He fought hard several times yesterday, but he was not hurt at all in front of the Gate of Hell. He just took too much effort and injured his muscles. Now he was sore all over and could not move, so he could only use a stick.

In contrast, Chen Dexing looked much more miserable, holding a white cloth on his head - it was injured when he was hit by a Mongolian cavalry a few days ago and had not healed. One arm was fixed on his neck with a wooden board and a cloth strip - this arm was actually just a muscle strain, but the elbow was a little swollen, and it was not a big deal. Guo Fuer personally massaged Chen Dexing several times and bandaged it with medicinal wine. However, the real damage to this body was still on the front chest and shoulders - the Mongolian swords and guns were opened there by more than a dozen holes! When the Chinese medicine officer of the camp helped clean the wound and rub the soju, Chen Dexing almost fainted. This morning, after the wound was basically healed, Guo Fuer took out a clean white cloth and bandaged it. He didn't get any inflammation and infection anymore. It seemed that he was lucky.

However, Chen Dexing, who had been fighting for a day and had not slept for another night (the wound hurts, his mind is heavier, so he naturally can't sleep), his face still looked a little pale at this moment, his eyebrows were tightly twisted, and his beard became even more unshakable, which made a face that was originally considered handsome.

"No, I must meet Uncle Liao today. Yesterday's credit was a big deal. If there was no one to help me, who would know how many benefits would fall on us in the end? And there was an opportunity early this morning, and we have already distributed the credit to our personal reports... When the news spreads, I wonder how many people will be jealous!"

After hearing Chen Dexing's words, Liu nodded in admiration. His young master had known martial arts and military books in the past, but now he finally had the scheming to become an official... However, if Chen Erlang had known to curry favor with Liao Yingzhong in the past, he might have been joining the tent army of the Privy Councillor's personal strength, and he would not have had such a chance to make contributions yesterday.

"Erlang, Liao Chao asked to make a good deal with the high official, and he will definitely talk to you." Liu weighed the gift list in his hand and whispered, "What's more, you want to give him a big gift."

This gift list was personally drafted by Guo Fuer. They are all the best tonic products in the Chen family's medicine shop. Ginseng, deer antler, tiger bones and other items, and the market price is more than 3,000 guan - this is not a depreciating banknote that is worthy of money, but a copper coins worth 3,000 guan! To be honest, when you saw this gift list, Monk Liu was shocked, afraid that Liao Yingzhong would not do anything, and that would be a big loss.

Chen Dexing knew what Monk Liu was thinking, so he just smiled faintly, "Monk, you won't lose money when you give this gift. If Liao Shibo is an aide to the Privy Councilor, he must be a person worth making friends with."

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At this time, in Jia Sidao's hall, Liao Yingzhong didn't know that he would receive a heavy gift immediately. He just frowned and kept shaking his head with a report of the capture and damage sent by the army.

And beside him, Li Tingzhi also looked ugly.

No matter how much Jia Sidao didn't care about the casualties of the troops under his command, the Lianghuai Fushi had to take the loss of the armor and equipment of the troops seriously. In the battle yesterday, there were more than 12,000 soldiers who were injured and killed, which was still within a range of affordable circumstances. However, because a large number of generals were beaten to the point of being dismantled, the army lost a lot of armor and weapons. Now they have put forward additional requirements, and the amount of materials needed is really outrageous!

In addition, there were more than 45,000 generals who took the battle yesterday. They fought hard for most of the day. Although they did not win, the soldiers were really fighting desperately. This reward was also unreliable. Although the Song Dynasty implemented the emphasis on literature and military affairs, the generals were not soldiers. The Song Dynasty's officials have always been generous in rewarding soldiers. If they had not generously bought the lower class of the army, Emperor Gaozong of Song would dare to kill Yue Fei? However, the long-term generous treatment also made the lower class of the Song army full of arrogant soldiers and soldiers. They had to make good conditions before going to fight. If the casualties in the battle were too high, they had to be appeased, otherwise it would be possible to cause a mutiny and rebellion.
Chapter completed!