Weici hesitated, even if he knew that Master Sun Wen's plan was feasible, but the variables were too great.

Through the ages, how many fake retreats have become real collapses because of changes?

Soldiers don't know the plan of the superior. They only know that their own side has been beaten and fled by the enemy, which is bound to affect the overall morale.

Morale can't be seen or touched, but it plays too much role on the battlefield.

With high morale, rookies can drive the elite all over the ground; The morale is low. No matter how good the elite is, they can't do the enemy's grass-roots team.

Weici is not against Master Sun Wen's plan. He just wants to reduce the negative impact of the retreat as much as possible.

Qi Guan let him see and chose a compromise.

"Let's command here to resist for a while. You two go to Erdao city to prepare for the enemy." Qi Guan asked decisively, "if you retreat temporarily, the soldiers will think that their side is not enemy to Nie Jun. if you make arrangements in advance, the impact of evacuation should be minimized."

Of course, Wei CI couldn't agree. He left Qi official to command alone. Even if several generals helped, he couldn't care about the whole war situation alone.

At this moment, we are already stretched. If Wei Ci and Sun Wen leave again, Qi guanrang will be under considerable pressure.

Qi official asked to shake his head and said, "it's not too late. Go and prepare as soon as possible. Look at this situation, the city gate can last for a quarter of an hour."

Wei Ci and Sun Wen looked at each other and did not continue to object.

This is not a time to waste time. If you delay a little longer, countless lives will be lost.

"Someone --" Qi official let his eyes darken for a few minutes and called the soldiers, "immediately send someone to pile the excess stones into the city cave!"

The enemy's offensive is fierce. Even if the soldiers in the city have tried their best to shoot and kill the enemy soldiers carrying the siege wood, they kill one group and make up another, and the enemy will cover as much as possible. When dozens of people hit the city gate with siege logs, Qi guanrang could feel the ground trembling under his feet. Although the main material of the gate is heavy solid wood, bronze and refined iron, it can't stand such violence.

Since the gate will be broken sooner or later, it's better to seize the time to block the enemy.

"Military division, if you block the gate -"

The general's face showed hesitation. He was one of the insiders who knew that his lord led troops to attack the enemy at night.

If you block the city cave, it will not only hinder the enemy, but also hinder your Lord's return.

Qi official let his face cold and said, "you just need to obey the military order instead of questioning before the battle. I know it in my heart."

The general slammed his fist and said, "promise, I will obey the order!"

After saying that, he immediately asked people to set aside some stones to block the city cave. The city cave is blocked. Even if the enemy doesn't stop attacking the city and smash the city gate, it's not easy for them to rush into Zhanjiang pass. Calculate... It should be able to delay for a while.

"How did the two military divisions come back? Is the front --"

Fengyi is arranging for soldiers to send the city guarding equipment to the front line. Yu Guang catches a glimpse of Wei Ci and their hurried arrival. His heart is pounding.

Wei CI raised his hand to stop Feng Yi's words and said briefly, "the front gate has not been lost."

Feng Yi's eyes were full of worry. Even if he was so far away, he could hear the movement on the other side 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. When he is busy, he can enrich himself and learn from experience.

Sun Wen asked, "where's LAN LAN?"

Fengyi said, "there are too many wounded soldiers sent from the front line. It's chaotic. Sun LAN helped command the transfer of the wounded soldiers and sent them safely to the wounded barracks."

When the two armies fought, the number of soldiers killed on the spot was not large, and most of them died because they did not receive timely treatment.

Jiang Pengji knew this and naturally took measures to reduce mortality.

To this end, she also set up a combat medical camp. The soldiers of this battalion should not only learn some first aid knowledge, but also learn combat skills with ordinary soldiers. Their duty is to transfer the wounded soldiers who have lost their combat power but have not died on the front line.

Medical knowledge does not need to be better than the military doctors in the wounded battalion, but we should know how to minimize the secondary injury when transferring wounded soldiers.

Combat skills need not be better than combat troops, but we should learn how to protect ourselves.

The soldiers of this battalion are basically between the logistics and medical forces and the front-line combat forces.

Although they are less than the top and more than the bottom, their role is not weaker than the two. In a sense, they are more important.

The number of wounded soldiers on the front line increased, and the order was disordered when they were transferred. Sun LAN took the initiative to ask for help.

When Sun Wen heard this, he was pleased and somewhat melancholy.

He is also a person who has experienced great storms. Naturally, he knows where the logistics wounded barracks are. It looks like they are in the rear, but the scene is no less than hell on earth. Sun LAN didn't even look at killing chickens in the past. She suddenly went to see those. She didn't know if she could bear them.

Master Sun Wen attached too much importance to his grandson, so he subconsciously regarded sun LAN as a child, but he didn't know that his grandson had already grown up.

War can train people most.

At first, sun LAN helped command and dispatch. Later, he saw that people were not enough. He also helped carry stretchers and wounded soldiers back and forth dozens or hundreds of times. The clothes on his shoulders were worn by hemp rope, and the skin and flesh on his shoulders and palms were ground into blood bubbles. The original clean clothes were also dyed red by the wounded soldier's blood. They looked like a bloody man from a distance. There was a little more perseverance in their eyebrows. Where can we see the past?

He happened to hear the news that the front line seemed to withdraw troops. Suddenly, he was struck by lightning, as if his soul was about to leave.

Grandpa Sun Wen is on the front line. How is his old man now?

"Grandpa..."

Sun LAN looked at the burning flame on the horizon, and her heart was almost in a ball.

But now he has no time to inquire about his grandfather. He can only bite his teeth to suppress all his worries.

The large wounded battalion is full of wounded soldiers. Some are lucky and can mix stretchers or straw mats. More soldiers can only lie on the ground and lean against each other to reduce the land occupation. Because of the shortage of women soldiers, military doctors and medical supplies, many soldiers only had time to clean up their wounds, sew up and bandage, and the rest were resigned to fate. Seemingly crude medical means are very comprehensive for this era. On the whole, the death rate of soldiers under Jiang Pengji's account was also the lowest in the same period.

Listening to the cry of the wounded soldier in her ear, sun LAN took a deep breath and suddenly had an unprecedented impulse.

However, he soon threw the idea out of his mind.

His grandfather had high hopes for him, and most of them would not allow him to study medicine and become a doctor. Sun LAN didn't think he was that material. No matter how good his medical skills are, the doctor can treat only a limited number of patients in his life. It would be better to work hard as a local parent in the future and ask for orders for the benefit of the people.