Wang Buxu found that his grasp of fighter opportunities was becoming more and more accurate.

So much so that even he had to admire himself and was deeply attracted by his ability.

When Wang Buxu led five hundred cavalry towards the battlefield below, there was a louder noise a little further behind him.

The sound of thousands of galloping horses is extremely powerful and can bring great shock to people's hearts.

Perhaps seeing Wang Buxu die in person, the soldiers below suddenly burst out with an uncontrollable force as if they had been given a shot of blood.

The battle is over...

Just when Wang Buxian was still about a mile away from the battlefield.

The central army was defeated, the flag fell, and the deputy general who took over the command was shot to death by a little guy who had accumulated countless virtues. However, the real commander-in-chief Sima Xin was tied up like that.

They are similar to each other, so they are mistakenly thought that they are not in the same group.

Zhang Buyi looked at the messy battlefield with a melancholy face. He was really happy that the battle was won, but he didn't know why, but he always felt that this kind of happiness was not real happiness.

Yes, the battle was won, but what does this have to do with me?

He was not defeated by me...

"Where's Sima Xin?" The sun gradually set, and the battlefield that had been busy all day finally came to rest. Wang Buxu gathered the generals together.

"Sir, I didn't find it..." Ren Fang lowered his head with a look of shame on his face.

As the first contact, the closest person, and even the deputy general was killed, he was unable to find Sima Xin, which made him feel disappointed and added a touch of regret to this victory.

"Forget it, just run away, it doesn't matter if you run away from Sima Xin!" Although Wang Buxu felt a little regretful, he didn't care too much.

Sima Xin was still famous in history, but now Sima Xin, sorry, history has changed, and there is no possibility that Sima Xin will be crowned king.

Therefore, even if there is a record in historical materials, it is only mentioned when recording himself.

"How many troops did we lose in this battle?" Wang Buxu asked directly what he was more concerned about.

"More than a thousand people were killed in the battle and more than four thousand were injured. The specific numbers have not been calculated yet." Ren Fang and others quickly said that this battle loss ratio is not small.

You must know that they only have a base of 28,000 people. Calculated based on 5,000 casualties, the battle loss ratio basically reached 5.6 to 1, and the overall battle loss reached a little more than 20%.

Wang Buxu also noticed this problem. This loss was basically acceptable because they were facing an enemy three times their own.

The number of enemy casualties was even higher. The number of injured alone exceeded 15,000, not to mention the fact that there were now prisoners everywhere.

"Place the wounded soldiers well, dig a grave for each of the brothers who died in the battle, and make statistics!" Wang Buxu sighed slightly.

That's why he doesn't like war, although now he has to fight it.

Late at night, Wang Buxu couldn't sleep for a long time, maybe because too many people died here during the day.

Not far from the next door is a makeshift camp for wounded soldiers. It is brightly lit and wailing everywhere.

From time to time, two soldiers would come out carrying a homemade stretcher.

Wang Buxu is not a saint, nor does he have a heart of stone.

As a person from later generations, as a young man in the new era who lives in a peaceful era and has never known what war is.

Even before today, Wang Buxu could not imagine what the scene would be like when the war really happened.

In the past, we only knew how many people died in each war based on literal data. Those cold data might make people feel scared.

But compared with those frightening figures, the death rate of thousands of wounded soldiers in front of him did not bring as much fear to Wang Buxu.

"Master!"

"Yeah!" Wang Buxian didn't look back, but was thinking, should he find a way to change the medical level?

Although it is difficult and requires a lot of investment, but the harvest is very small, it is still better than the current situation where the survival of injured soldiers depends entirely on their own immunity, right?

"Sir, we have become rich..." Zhang Buyi could not suppress the excitement in his body. Otherwise, he would not have stayed up most of the night.

"Developed?" Wang Buxian was stunned for a moment.

"Yes, more than 5,000 people were killed in the formation, and almost 20,000 people were injured on the opposite side. Moreover, we also captured more than 60,000 prisoners. In total, we have almost added more than 80,000 sets of weapons!" Zhang

Buyi said excitedly.

What does the rebel army lack most?

Of course it's weapons. Didn't you see that after Wang Buxu's side captured Mi County and confiscated Mi County's weapons, there were still more than 5,000 people left empty-handed?

Chen Tieshan's side lacked even more weapons, and after this battle, Wang Buxu's side basically no longer had to worry about weapons and soldiers.

"Hey, although I won this battle, my heart feels like a knife. How many familiar faces will I never see again after today? How many families have lost their loved ones forever. If I had the choice

, I hope they can live a stable life at home, no longer endure the devastation of war, and no longer worry about losing their loved ones." Wang Buxu said with emotion.

This time he really didn't pretend, but this battle brought him too much emotion.

Zhang Buyi was also touched by Wang Buxu's emotion, even though he had long been used to this kind of life, and death was only a matter of sadness for a few days.

It's really because this kind of thing is too common and too common.

If every time a person dies, he has to live and breathe for ten and a half days, how can he survive this day?

Although death is terrible, in this era, death is the most common and ordinary thing.

In other words, if you are not strong enough, you may be among the next batch of people to die.

It's not that people are indifferent, it's that they've become numb.

"Sir, you have done a good enough job, and the brothers are all grateful to you. If it weren't for your command, we would probably have killed more brothers in today's battle, and those brothers who died in the battle would have stains on their faces.

They are smiling, they believe in you and believe that their efforts will be rewarded, and those injured brothers have no regrets." Zhang Buyi thought for a while and said.

Elite troops are indeed powerful in combat, but that does not mean their battle damage rate can be reduced.

That also depends on the situation.

If they fight with the same force, their battle loss rate will definitely be lower and they will defeat their opponents faster.

They were able to fight with 28,000 men and 100,000 people head-on, and penetrate the opponent at the fastest speed, forcing the opponent to surrender, and only suffered 20% of their own losses in battle. This is enough to prove their excellence.

Let’s look at other people, maybe they don’t even have the courage to deal with it head-on. There are many people on the Internet who say that ancient armies would collapse when their battle losses reached a certain percentage. I think this statement is only at the macro level and is based on careful study of the overall data.

It is an average data produced. Pure data always tends to overlook certain details. It is impossible for soldiers on the battlefield to notice how many people died on their own side and in what proportion. Therefore, the defeat of an army must be caused by

The reason is, for example, the central army is gone, the flanks are gone, or the rear is successfully attacked by a sneak attack, resulting in the army's ribs being directly exposed to the opponent. If it is purely a frontal attack, then I think it will be the same as the situation in this battle in the book.

Almost, if the outstanding 10,000 people are gone, the army will not be defeated. If the front army is gone, 10,000 people will not be defeated. Only when the middle army is gone, the morale of the army will be instantly chaotic. And according to the design of this plot, Sima Xin
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