Chapter 546: Chapter 238: Decisive Victory, Admonition, Hou Tong’s Plan (Part 3)
Hearing these words, everyone’s expressions showed slight emotion.
Especially those earliest people of Great Xia, they knew well that Xia Hong had never abandoned ordinary people on the dirt slope before, and was fully capable of saying such things.
So, they did not doubt the truth of Xia Chuan’s last statement.
"I assure the Minister, in the next major battle, not a single person in my Tiger Leopard Team will die."
"My Steel Mane Team guarantees the same to the Minister!"
"Rest assured, Minister, in the next battle, we will certainly lead the team members to cooperate well, making every effort to minimize casualties!"
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Starting from Luo Yuan, the first row of ten Cold Resistance Level members directly assured Xia Chuan, while others also made promises. They were stronger and naturally confident in ensuring no casualties in their teams;
As for those captains who had not reached the Cold Resistance Level, although they did not dare to make such guarantees, they also loudly declared their determination, promising Xia Chuan to do their utmost to reduce casualties in the next major battle.
Upon hearing these guarantees, Xia Chuan’s long gloomy face slightly eased, and his frown relaxed quite a bit.
"Good, I hope my exhortations are not in vain. I look forward to your performance next time. Remember, life is precious, and the lives of our Great Xia people are even more precious. If you must die, at least die with dignity. Dying on such a battlefield is not only meaningless but also worthless. If the cost of conquering and expanding territory is your lives, then I would rather not have such blood-stained land, nor would the leader value it. Understood?"
Life is precious, and the lives of our Great Xia people are even more precious!
Even in death, it should be with dignity.
If the price of conquering and expanding is life, then I’d rather not have it!
Xia Chuan’s words reignited the morale of the crowd that had just been subdued, causing everyone’s breathing to become heavy. They slightly raised their heads, and all eyes were fixed on Xia Chuan.
"Do you understand?"
Xia Chuan asked again in a deep voice.
Whether it was Luo Yuan, Zhao Long, and the other ten Cold Resistance Level members, or the twenty captains behind them and the ordinary Hunting Team members, all raised their heads excitedly and answered in unison:
"Understood!!!"
The resounding answer from over a thousand people shook the heavens and the earth, causing Wushuang, whether prisoners or ordinary people, to slightly lower their heads, their submissive demeanor becoming even more respectful.
Not far away, Peng Bo, who had already killed Duan Pingyu for a while, witnessed the scene comprehensively. While moved, his feelings were also complex.
As a leader of a giant camp himself, if battles could achieve such a casualty rate, he could probably laugh in his sleep. However, Xia Chuan’s recent admonishment was clearly sincere, and the shame on the faces of these Great Xia people was not fake, meaning that, in the eyes of Great Xia, such a casualty rate was truly unacceptable.
This made his heart inevitably complex!
The emotion stemmed entirely from Xia Chuan’s recent speech.
Compared to other camps, including his own Yang Lu, Great Xia’s regard for its people’s lives was obviously at another level.
Expanding territory, how can there not be casualties?
This is normal logic, but apparently not for Great Xia.
This emphasis on human life was refreshing and strangely moving for Peng Bo.
Great Xia really seemed somewhat different from other camps!
"Alright, daylight is breaking. Detain all prisoners, screen all of Wushuang’s population first, and then all goods and minerals. Spend the day at Wushuang, remain vigilant, and prevent any mutiny."
"Yes, sir!"
With the end of the exhortation, under Xia Chuan’s order, the tally and inspection of Wushuang’s property quickly began. Everyone continued to busily engage in their tasks.
Xia Chuan, with a smile, leisurely walked towards Peng Bo:
"Chief Peng, having collected some interest, feeling good?"
"This time being able to kill Duan Pingyu, thank you, sir!"
Peng Bo slightly bowed in thanks, already having a rough idea of what Xia Chuan would say to him next.
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In the forty-eighth year of Longyou, on April 17, at dawn.
Wushuang changed hands, and Yang Lu’s peculiar revival occurred simultaneously, of which Xia Hong was unaware. He was now observing the Longyou army stationed on the south side of Baiyuan Camp with Hou Tong with great interest.
On the snow-covered plains ahead, two exceptionally abrupt wooden houses appeared. The wooden houses were tower-shaped in three levels; the first level over a hundred meters long horizontally, the second only fifty meters, and the top level just about ten meters, with many windows obviously used for observing the surroundings.
Through the windows, campfires could be seen burning inside, and vague silhouettes of heavily armed figures walking around, clearly on high alert.
"To the south of White Abyss is the Wushuang Camp, to the southeast is the Hanqiong Camp through which our main army is stationed. When you look west of the wooden houses, there’s a segment of Long Mountain range that stretches east to west, perfectly bypassing this plain. The entrances for Wushuang and Hanqiong into Long Mountain are on this segment."
In the large tree, accompanying Hou Tong’s explanation, Xia Hong looked at the map in his hand, gently tracing the direction of the mountain range with his finger, showing a look of understanding.
"This segment perfectly separates Hanqiong, Wushuang, and Zhaoyang. Thus, if these two want to reach Zhaoyang, they must cross this plain and pass through White Abyss."