Swelling Earth

The sky became lit.

The campsite of Hule Division was a big mess.

The soldiers emerged from the walls of earth as they guarded the fugitives, swept the battlefield for survivors and looted from the campsite.

"Lord…"

Tong's face was filled with happiness as soon as he saw Fang Yuan making his way over. Without hesitation, he presented a piece of oracle bone. "After predictions, it is confirmed that we have killed over 3,000 soldiers. We have actually only killed 1,000, but the other 2,000 were killings among themselves during the chaos. We have captured 4,000 of them, taken possession of 5,000 weapons. The rations and bronze are still unaccounted for. In addition, we have more than 2,000 horses now!"

"That's not too bad!"

Deep down, Fang Yuan knew that the credit for his victory and rewards belonged to the internal chaos in Hule Division.