When the day came, the camp was in shambles, and the wounded soldiers were lying crookedly, and the soldiers with broken hands and feet were either lying on makeshift stretchers made of branches, howling, or leaning against the poles and groaning in pain.

"Mother, mother......" the wounded soldier cried out in pain.

"Fuck you, where's the med, come here!"

"Lao Tzu is in great pain, the military doctor is coming over!"

There was a lot of crying and scolding in the camp, and the few military doctors kept running back and forth to treat the wounded, so busy that they didn't even have time to wipe the freshly splattered blood on their faces. Although they didn't stop for a moment, they were the ones who were scolded the most, because there were so many people who were hurt. The wounded soldiers, lying on the ground screaming and untreated, cursed the hapless doctor in the most vicious language they could think of.

The wounded soldiers wailed there, the mentally stimulated soldiers sat there like crazy, crying, screaming, and laughing, while the surviving Franks leaned against the edge of the trees and covered their heads with rags and fell asleep. The whole camp was like a pot of boiling noodle soup, and it was a mess everywhere.

There were many wounded, there were few military doctors, even Constanta, who was seriously injured after being whipped, could not rest, and was forced to go out to treat those masters, and the blood shed from the burst of wounds on his body was regarded as the blood of the wounded, no one thought that he was bringing injuries to everyone to treat, only Klaas looked at Constanta worriedly.

Constanta had been busy, the water had not entered, and at noon on the same day, he stood up from the side of a wounded man, only to feel that the sun in the sky was unusually fierce!

He fell to the ground, and Klaas exclaimed, while the Franks next to him said with disdain: "What useless! ”

……

In the dimly lit shack, Klaas looked sadly at the Greeks on the bed, and the poor Greeks were about to return home!

There is only incoming qi and no outgoing qi, originally, if he was given a recuperation, he would not die, but unfortunately he deserved to return!

Klaas gritted his teeth and remembered the goodness of this Greek, Klaas had strength, but his head was a little weak, and he was often bullied and deceived, only if this Greek was good to him, he could live a comfortable life for a few days.

But today, the one who was kind to him will leave him!

Although Klaas is cold, he also knows how to distinguish between good and bad, he watched Constanta swallow his last breath and passed away, and there were no tears in his eyes, only one emotion, that is, "revenge"!

Whoever harms the best of him will pay the price!

The trumpet sounded, the Don army attacked again, and in the chaos, no one noticed that there was a Gallic slave missing from the camp!

……

The offensive of the Don army did not go well, and it was beaten into a cowhide.

The terrain in the mountains is dangerous, there is water vapor on the road so that it is smooth, and the climate is poor, the key is that the enemy's main general is firmly guarded, no matter whether the Tang army attacks or is defeated, he sticks to the camp cold, and prepares a large number of stones with foresight. . . . With the backward smelting technology of the Franks, the arrows were poorly made, and they shot at the Tang army for an unknown number of rounds. But none of the officers and soldiers of the Tang Army died, and all the arrows were blocked by armor.

When they get close, the infantry in front is shot like hedgehogs, too close to the strength of the heavy arrow can still shoot through the plate armor, but there is also chain mail inside, the general arrow can not be shot, shot through the wound can not be too serious, often can not tear the soldier's silk underwear, gently pulled, the arrow will come out.

On the contrary, the stones are powerful on the mountain road, and the Frankish Hercules are like Hercules, picking up stones the size of a millstone and throwing them, no matter how thick your armor is, you are as brave as a high pet to pick a pulley, but your feet are slippery!

As a result, the Don army was smashed to the head and bleeding from the stones, or was scattered by the big stones like bowling balls, and fell out of the mountain road, unable to pose a major threat to the Franks.

Sometimes, cobblestones come down the road, like big rocks in cartoons, and here's the truth!

The soldiers in front of them had no way to escape, and they were knocked over by the cobblestone, screaming and falling out, and the stone was stained with a lot of blood, and rolled down the road.

Everyone was in a mess, after all, they didn't have the ability to pick up a high-quality pulley, while shouting: "Run!" As he ran down the slope, it was slippery, and the officers who were observing below crooked their noses.

The enemy army was condescending, and the Tang army was at a loss.

……

When he was in a dilemma, Cheng Boxi, who led the team, couldn't think of a good way, but he wasn't in a hurry, according to his current status, as long as it wasn't a big defeat, or a continuous big defeat, he didn't have to worry about it at all, and he also thought that it would be difficult to fight, and he would be satisfied if he could make some progress.

The small business is not much, but there are many people, and they are all building roads.

In his tent, a staff officer came in and reported with a smile on his face: "We have caught a defector, who says he knows the way to the back mountain!" ”

"What?" Cheng Boxi asked happily.

……

The Gaul Klaas was full of food in front of him: there were fragrant bread, beef jerky, pork jerky, donkey meat in sauce, cheese, raisins, walnuts, etc., and there were other things that were constantly going on to work, stuffing his mouth to the brim, and even causing two staff officers to quarrel, one of whom wanted Klaas to eat more to buy his heart, and the other was afraid that Klaas would choke to death if he ate too much!

Look at the way he gobbled up, he hadn't eaten enough for a few days, and the officers of the Don Army looked at him with eager eyes, eating these things was nothing compared to the impending victory!

This Gaul is simple, and he says that he wants to surrender to sincerity and be a leading party for everyone, and only asks that he be fed.

Okay, no problem, get him a long-term valid meal ticket, the instructions above come, and immediately promote him to the rank of Zhaowu Lieutenant of the Sixth Grade.

Finally, after he finished eating and drinking tea, he spoke in broken Latin, and there were translators in the Tang army (for the great cause of the Western Expedition, Wei Xi specially opened a language academy, convened personnel, and carried out the study and training of languages of various countries and ethnic groups), recorded them one by one, asked him some questions, and then reported them to the big guy.

……

The staff officer reported to Cheng Boxi and the chief of staff Zheng Huai: "...... His name was Klaas, and he was a slave who was a retinue of Constanta, a Greek medical officer in the army. ”

He told about him in 1510, and finally said: "He went with Constanta to collect medicine, found a secret path to the back mountain, and this is how he climbed over, and then caught our soldiers on the road, but fortunately he was not killed!" ”

Zheng Huai asked carefully: "Will there be fraud?" ”

"Probably not!" The staff officer said with confidence: "We poured him a few glasses (wine), and then asked him, and he answered the same before and after!" ”

Now everyone believed it, after all, the Franks were not cunning enough to anticipate the effects of alcohol.

"I'll personally lead the attack!" Cheng Boxi stood up and said.