Ling Tianyu received the towel and wiped his hands, looking at his soldiers; resting for a year or so would suffice.
"Give him the best medicinal herbs." Ling Tianyu instructed Lu Zhongxun.
"Understood." Lu Zhongxun bowed, assuring that his men would be well taken care of, after all, they were the meritorious soldiers.
"Calculate the losses for me." Ling Tianyu ordered Zhong Emperor, it was time to tally the losses, how many died in battle, how many were wounded, and how many bodies could not be found, all needed to be known.
"I will have people start the statistics immediately." Zhong Emperor hurriedly tasked people with the calculations, this count would take significant time as the casualties were substantial.
The resistance of the Hun Barbarians was very strong, on some battlefields, the casualty ratio surpassed expectations, which likely led to unwanted figures.
Zhong Emperor and others departed.
