The Great Tang: World Martial God

Chapter 907: : Celebration

War casualties!

This is an important criterion for judging whether the war is perfect.

The land of the Western Regions is surrounded by heavy mountains and covered with snow all the year round. Under such a harsh environment, a group of people will die.

What's more, a duel between hundreds of thousands of armies, such a warfare would even reduce the number of soldiers in Datang.

This is also the reason why Tang Hao proposed that fifty thousand soldiers will fight in the Western Regions, but the king of Tang insisted on arranging one hundred thousand soldiers and fifty thousand feet.

Even before the expedition, King Tang felt that the 50,000 feet strength was not enough to ensure the army's food and drink supplies.

After all, the wasteland is not as good as the grassland. You can live for a few days if you capture a few tribes and slaughter some cattle and sheep.

Therefore, when Changsun Wuji raised this question, the smile on Wang Wang's face also stiffened.

The growth of adolescents requires the accumulation of time, and there are only these for the last batch of soldiers of Datang.

How many pawns Tang Hao can bring back is directly related to whether the overall situation in the future is to cultivate one's health, or to be able to conquer again.

Many people stopped the surprising words, frowning and thinking.

"One hundred thousand versus one hundred thousand, I'm afraid the casualties this time are not a small number."

"Maybe, when the Datang expedition left, it must have consumed the old and weak soldiers, and the strong soldiers swiftly attacked, which led to the surrender of the Western Turkic tribes. In my opinion, the loss of soldiers should be more than 50,000 soldiers this time. ."

"Fifty thousand is considered conservative, but I still remember that when he fought in the East Turks, General Li, the **** of the Great Tang army, was in charge, and we lost more than fifty thousand in the Great Tang!"

The whispers buzzed, and the joy of just now was diminished a lot.

After all, this war, behind the casualties, are broken families.

Rong Gonggong cleared his throat, raised his arm again, looked away from just now the report, and took out another scroll entrained behind the battle report.

Sima's handwriting clearly reflected in his eyes.

With just such a glance, Rong Gonggong was already excited and about to jump up.

Strongly pressing that violently beating heart, it was about to squeeze out the heart of the chest cavity, and the sharp and excited voice shook the front of the hall.

"On the third day of March, Xinli Khan led four thousand tribal heroes to bring 20 boxes of gold and silver jewelry and rare treasures to see Tang Hao off."

"So far, the entire Western Turkic tribe has returned."

"During the attack on Datang soldiers, more than 1,300 people were killed by cold. During the attack on the city, 3,582 people were killed. On the way back, 876 people were critically ill due to inadequate water and soil. It is estimated that more than 5,000 people will be injured in total."

More than five thousand five hundred people?

This much smaller than estimated number really shocked many people on the spot.

Everyone listened to this number in a daze, not knowing what to say for a while.

Hundreds of thousands of people rushed for thousands of miles to fight against hundreds of thousands of people.

Such a big battle actually only injured more than 5,000 people?

Tang Wang waved his hand at Ronggong with a touch of doubt on his astonished face.

"Again, again."

"Read it again clearly for me!"

Grandpa Ronggong's voice sounded again, and everyone could understand it.

"What's going on? How can Tang Hao control the number of casualties so scarce? This can be called a miracle in the war!"

Among the officials, someone screamed incredibly.

Gao Shilian also stroked his beard and stood up.

"It's really incredible! It's hard to imagine how such a loss can be achieved on the battlefield of more than 200,000 people with such a casualty!"

As soon as the voice fell, Li Jing accepted the words with a smile.

"Ashamed, ashamed."

"The old man is arrogantly known as the God of the Great Tang Army. When facing the same East Turkic army, he still suffered most of the casualties, but unexpectedly, this kid was actually better than the blue and achieved such a small casualty."

Fingers twisted his beard under his forehead, and Li Jing's mind was spinning rapidly.

"If the Weichen guess is right, it must be Tang Hao who sent the soldiers who surrendered to the forefront and became the vanguard."

"Using Turkic soldiers to attack Turkic soldiers, such a strategy is not what he can imagine."

After Li Jing explained this way, many people slightly guessed the reason, and couldn't help but praise.

"Looking at the entire Datang, I am afraid that only people like Tang Hao can come up with this trick!"

"This kid is really bold, quite a bit of Cao Cao's legacy. He doesn't doubt about employing people, and he doesn't need to use suspects. He dare to take such risks!"

After listening to Li Jing's description, Gao Shilian laughed loudly and patted Li Jing on the shoulder.

"Congratulations to Duke Wei, for being such a heroic son-in-law is really enviable."

Li Jing, who is not good at bragging and spanking, smiled and said to Gao Shilian.

"Shen Guogong is too exaggerated."

"But to speak of it, I should congratulate your Majesty, my son-in-law Long, who has selected this jewel among all living beings."

"In my opinion, I, a courtier, is only contaminated with your majesty's blessing."

Even Li Jing, who has never been flattering, spoke beautiful words at this time, which only made the astonished King Tang rejoice again and again.

"Unexpectedly, Duke Wei Guo is also the one who slapped the horse, hahaha."

"But this, I, love to listen!"

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