Wei Ci hesitated, even though he knew that Father Sun Wen's plan was feasible, there were too many variables.
How many false retreats have turned into real crashes through the ages
The soldiers will not know the plan of the superior, they only know that their own side was beaten by the enemy and fled, which will inevitably affect the overall morale.
Morale is an invisible and intangible thing, but it's too useful on the battlefield.
When the morale is high, the rookie can drive the elites to run around; when the morale is low, even the elites can't do the enemy's grass-roots team.
Wei Ci did not oppose the plan of the old man Sun Wen, he just wanted to reduce the negative impact of the retreat as much as possible.
Upon seeing this, Officer Qi chose a compromise.
"Let the commander stand here for a while, and the two of you will go to Erdao City to prepare for the enemy." Qi Guanrang said decisively, "If you retreat temporarily, the soldiers will think that they are defeated by Nie Jun. If you make arrangements in advance, the evacuation will happen. The impact should be minimized.”
Of course Wei Ci couldn't agree, leaving Qi Guan to let one person command, even if there were several generals to help, he would not be able to take care of the whole battle situation.
It's already stretched thin at the moment, if Wei Ci and Sun Wen leave again, Qi Guanrang will be under a lot of pressure.
Guan Rang shook his head and said, "It's not too late, you should prepare as soon as possible. Depending on the situation, the city gate can last for a quarter of an hour."
Wei Ci and Grandpa Sun Wen looked at each other and did not continue to object.
This is not the time to waste time. Any delay will cost countless lives.
"Come on." Qi Guan made his eyes darken a little, and called the soldiers, "Immediately send someone to stack the excess stones in the city cave!"
The enemy's offensive was fierce. Even if the soldiers on the city had tried their best to shoot and kill the enemy soldiers carrying the siege wood, but one group had been killed, there would still be another group to make up, and the enemy troops would try their best to cover. When dozens of people carrying siege wood rammed into the city gate, Qi Guan Rang could feel the ground trembling slightly under his feet. Although the main materials of the city gate are heavy solid wood, bronze and fine iron, it cannot withstand such violence.
Since the city gate will be broken sooner or later, it is better to seize the time to block the enemy.
"Military, if you block the city gate"
The general looked hesitant. He was one of the insiders who knew that his lord would lead troops out to attack the enemy at night.
If you block the city cave, it will not only hinder the enemy, but also hinder the return of your own lord.
Guan Rang looked indifferent and said, "You just need to obey the military orders instead of questioning before the battle. I know what to do in a hurry."
The general clasped his fists violently and said, "No, the general will obey the order!"
After saying that, he immediately used some stones to block the city hole, and it was tightly blocked. The city cave was blocked. Even if the enemy kept using the siege wood to smash and break open the city gate, it would not be easy for them to rush into Zhanjiang Pass.
"Why did the two military officers come back? Could it be ahead?"
Fengyi was arranging soldiers to send the defense equipment to the front line. Out of the corner of the eye, he caught sight of Wei Ci and the two rushing over, and his heart thumped.
Wei Ci raised her hand to stop Fengyi's words, and said briefly, "The front line city gate has not yet fallen."
Fengyi's eyes were full of worry, even at such a long distance, he could still hear the movement of the city. He is always worried, but what he can do is limited, he can only try his best to do what he can do, enrich himself and gain experience while busy.
Sun Wen asked, "Where's Lan Lan?"
Feng Yi said, "There are too many wounded soldiers sent from the front line, which is confusing. Sun Lan helped the commander to transfer the wounded soldiers and send them to the wounded soldiers' camp safely."
The two armies fought, and the number of soldiers killed on the spot was not many. Most of the soldiers died because they did not receive timely treatment.
Jiang Pengji knew this and naturally had to take measures to reduce the death rate.
To this end, she also set up a special combat medical battalion. The soldiers in this battalion not only need to learn some first aid knowledge, but also need to learn combat skills from ordinary soldiers. Their duty is to transfer the wounded soldiers who are out of combat power on the front line but have not died.
The medical knowledge does not need to be stronger than that of the wounded battalion medic, but it is necessary to know how to minimize the secondary damage when transferring wounded soldiers.
Combat skills don't have to be better than combat troops, but learn how to protect yourself.
The soldiers in this battalion are basically between the logistics medical unit and the front-line combat unit.
Although they are more than the top and more than the bottom, their role is not weaker than the two, and in a sense, it is more important.
The number of wounded soldiers on the front line increased, and the order was disrupted during the transfer. Sun Lan took the initiative to ask for help.
When Sun Wen heard this, he was relieved and a little melancholy at the same time.
He is also a person who has experienced strong winds and waves. He naturally knows where the logistical wounded barracks is. It looks like it is in the rear, but the scene is no less than hell on earth. Sun Lan hadn't even seen killing chickens in the past, but she suddenly looked at them, wondering if she could bear it.
Grandpa Sun Wen values his grandson too much, so he subconsciously regards Sun Lan as a child, but he doesn't know that his grandson has already grown up.
War is the best way to train people.
At first, Sun Lan helped the commander and dispatcher. Later, when he saw that there was not enough manpower, he also helped carry stretchers and soldiers with back injuries. He went back and forth dozens or hundreds of times. The flesh was ground with blood blisters. The original clean clothes were also dyed red by the blood of the wounded soldiers. From a distance, they looked like a bloody man. There was a little more determination in the eyebrows. How could they still see the past
He accidentally heard the news that the front line seemed to be retreating, and suddenly he was struck by lightning, as if his soul was about to leave the body.
Grandpa Sun Wen is on the front line, how is his old man now
"grandfather… "
Sun Lan looked at the flaming flames on the horizon, her heart almost clenched into a ball.
But now he has no time to inquire about his grandfather's news, so he can only grit his teeth to suppress all his worries.
The heavily wounded barracks was full of wounded soldiers. Some were lucky enough to have a stretcher or a straw mat. More soldiers could only lie on the ground, and the less injured leaned against each other to reduce the footprint. Because the female soldiers' medical staff is short, and the medical supplies are also somewhat stretched, many soldiers only have time to clean up the wounds, suture, and bandage, and the rest is left to fate. The seemingly crude medical methods are very comprehensive for this era. Overall, the death rate of soldiers under Jiang Pengji's account was also the lowest in the same period.
Hearing the mourning of the wounded soldier in his ear, Sun Lan took a deep breath and suddenly had an unprecedented impulse.
However, he quickly got the idea out of his mind.
His grandfather had high hopes for him, and most likely would not allow him to study medicine and become a middle-ranking officer, and Sun Lan didn't think she was that material. No matter how good his medical skills are, the number of patients that Lang Zhong can treat in his lifetime is limited.