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He was acutely aware that the situation was extremely perilous; every second of delay increased the danger. Resolutely, he turned his head and shouted to Hada beside him, "You need to go! Hold them off here!" His words were filled with determination and finality.
In such a life-and-death moment, everyone understood clearly that the one who stayed behind would undoubtedly face a desperate situation with little chance of survival. Yes, time was of the essence, leaving no room for sentimentality.
Hada glanced deeply at Hash, a flicker of emotion crossing his eyes. He too knew this was not the time for hesitation. Gritting his teeth, he nodded firmly and sped away towards Uto City without looking back.
Not long after Hada left, the forces of Wu Kingdom surged in from all directions like a tidal wave, quickly surrounding Hash and his men. Despite being heavily outnumbered and trapped, Hash showed no fear. He wielded his spear with vigor, charging left and right, each strike infused with boundless strength and courage.
However, individual bravery could only withstand so much against the onslaught of thousands. Gradually, Hash felt his stamina waning, and more wounds began to accumulate on his body. Even so, he refused to give up, continuing to resist the relentless waves of enemy attacks with tenacity. His only belief was to buy more time for Hada to escape.
Unfortunately, no matter how hard he fought, he could not change the outcome of this battle. As the last drop of blood fell to the ground, Hash slowly collapsed, ending his brief yet glorious life.
The battle finally came to a close. On the smoke-filled battlefield, the cries of battle and the clashing of weapons gradually faded away, replaced by desolation and silence. Soldiers dragged their exhausted bodies to begin clearing the battlefield. They cautiously navigated through the scattered corpses, collecting weapons, armor, and other remnants while meticulously counting their own wounded and fallen.
As the commander of this fierce battle, Lin Feng did not need to involve himself in this tedious and heavy work. He turned back to the main camp and walked heavily into the spacious tent.
Inside the tent were several generals gathered together; their faces were grave, and the atmosphere was stifling. Lin Feng walked straight to the central table in the tent and sat down, taking various statistical reports handed over by his subordinates and carefully reviewing them.
When he saw the casualty report, his brow furrowed tightly, revealing an unmistakable worry and sorrow in his eyes. The report clearly listed cold numbers that seemed to represent each lost life—a stark reminder of their sacrifices.
In this battle, our brave soldiers suffered a total of three hundred and seventeen casualties, with ninety-eight severely injured. The voice of the reporting general was low and hoarse, as if each word weighed a thousand pounds, nearly suffocating him.
The entire tent fell into a deathly silence in an instant. Everyone exchanged glances, their faces etched with sorrow. Those brothers who had once fought side by side were now forever gone, and such a loss was far too heavy to bear.
After a brief moment of silence, Lin Feng slowly raised his head. The furrowed brow that had been tightly knit began to relax, replaced by an expression of unwavering determination. He took a deep breath and said loudly, "Relay my orders: the entire army will rest for three days. During this time, we must take good care of the injured and ensure they have ample time to recover."
He continued, "Additionally, strengthen the perimeter defenses around the camp to prevent the Jing Kingdom enemy from taking advantage of our vulnerability and launching another attack."
"Furthermore, immediately arrange for all healers to devote themselves fully to treating the wounded. No matter the cost, we must ensure our brothers can recover and return to duty as soon as possible!"
"Yes!" the generals responded in unison before promptly taking their leave, each diving into the urgent tasks that lay ahead.
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