"We're not good at dealing with darkness. If you want to end the war tonight, I don't mind you leading the remaining people forward. As for whether you can come back, that's hard to say."
Hearing Li Xiang's words, Suzuki Nakata smiled embarrassedly. He really wanted to end this war.
He even wanted to end this war more than Li Xiang. If there had been no war, his life would have been very comfortable. For example, in the current situation, he was already the highest-ranking person in the entire Fusang. Even if the emperor returned, what would happen? Wouldn't he still have to obey his orders?
Unfortunately, he had only been an official for a few days when these people came with their troops to attack him. It was still unknown when this war would end, but he also knew that what Li Xiang said was true.
As for those musketeers just now, they really had no way to fight at night. The greatest strength of the musketeers was that they could see clearly what was happening in front. If they had not been arranged well tonight, their accuracy would not be high.
And if the musketeers were to disperse, or engage in close combat, wouldn't they be less effective than ordinary troops? The main reason was that reloading ammunition was too troublesome. Before you could finish fiddling with it, someone's sword might have already cut you in half. In this case, how could Li Xiang be willing to risk his precious weapons?
The battlefield was finally cleaned up at dawn the next day.
According to the intelligence sent over by Da Heyuan and the statistics made by Suzuki's men, we must have killed at least 6,000 of them tonight. Of course, some of them have nothing to do with us, they were simply trampled to death by each other.
It's very normal to think about it. In the pitch-black environment last night, with a bunch of Grim Reapers reaping lives in front, if there was a chance to run back, they would have run for their lives.
But these people forgot this: visibility at night is very low, and the ground you're running on is not flat, so the chance of being tripped is also high. When you trip, the person behind you may be able to avoid you, but can the person behind you also avoid you? The kick will definitely step on you.
If one person steps on you, at most they will just break a bone or something like that. But if dozens of people step on you afterwards, if you are still alive, then you are truly God's illegitimate child on earth. No, in Fuso, it should be called Amaterasu.
"Your Highness, these troops are not ordinary. Some of my men have been to their army before. They are all the elite troops of Futian Yasukawa. He has about 8,000 elite soldiers under his command. Their combat effectiveness is also the strongest in the entire Fuso."
Suzuki Nakatasu walked in from outside, and several generals under his command discovered that there were even some people wearing armor. You know, armor is extremely precious in the country of Fuso. It would be extremely difficult to refine a set of armor. Who made them have no iron ore?
"Da Heyuan's guess is similar to yours. Those who died on his side were also Ito Taro's elite troops. I really don't know how you Fuso people usually train your troops. How can this kind of stuff be called the most elite army?"
When Li Xiang said this, Suzuki's face showed no embarrassment, because in his mind, we are now people of the Tang Dynasty. What does Fusang's affairs have to do with us? We are just helping His Highness guard Fusang here. When we are old, we can go to the land of the Tang Dynasty to retire. Including our descendants, they will all be people of the Tang Dynasty in the future.
Of course, he was not just daydreaming, because Li Xiang had once promised these words to these senior officials of Fuso, and the promises he made must be given to them. What they feared most was that one day they would no longer be officials. Then, because of the people they offended when they were officials, coupled with their identity as traitors, they would face assassination every day.
Now Li Xiang allowed them to live out their retirement in the Tang Dynasty, including their descendants, who could all live in the Tang Dynasty. This was equivalent to solving their worries. So when these people massacred the Fuso people, they were really ruthless, even more ruthless than the Tang Dynasty army.
When the sun rose the next day, there were corpses everywhere outside the two military camps. Although they had been collecting bodies all night, unfortunately there was still a lot of work to do during the day. Don't expect the rebels to come and collect the bodies. They had already retreated their camp ten miles, probably because they were afraid that someone would come to rob our camp as well.
"It's too far to transport them from here to the seaside. Quickly dig a pit in the nearby mountain and bury them all. The weather isn't very hot yet. If it were too hot, it would be a problem. Order all soldiers to do this after dinner."
Li Xiang knew the importance of hygiene. There were thousands of corpses here. If they were left here unattended, it would become a valley of death in the future. We should bury them as soon as possible before these corpses changed. It would be a good deed for us, and it would also ensure that people could live here in the future.
"Please rest assured, Your Highness. I'm already prepared. With the help of thousands of civilians from around the capital, it should be completed today. However, the two families..."
Suzuki said with some concern, if they saw us burying the bodies and took this opportunity to rush up, it would be a threat to our soldiers working outside.
"I'll have General Su send someone to watch over them. If anything happens, the Musketeers will help you solve it. Put aside everything else today and bury all these bodies for me. If you're still here tonight, I don't mind burying you too."
Li Xiang knew that some orders had to be enforced, otherwise these people would definitely give you discounts. After hearing what Li Xiang said, Suzuki and Okawa Yuan nodded and hurried back to let their soldiers work.
In fact, they had doubts in their hearts. In the past, when fighting on the battlefield, who would take care of these corpses? They would just let them lie in the wilderness. At most, they would take care of our soldiers. Who would have the time to take care of the enemy soldiers? In the future, few people would come to this place.
