The woods were littered with corpses, a scene of utter carnage.
"First, deal with all these bodies. Search them for any letters or documents, then figure out a way to catch up to the rest of their group."
Feng Cheng, who had just led his soldiers through a vicious battle, grit his teeth against the pain in his leg. As he gave his orders, he couldn't stop himself from cursing aloud,
"Those sons of bitches are ruthless! To think they'd just abandon these men to save their own skins!"
No one had expected the Southern Hu people to be so vicious. They had sent one group to draw away their forces while the main contingent escaped by water.
Anyone could see that the only fate awaiting those left behind was death.
Even though they had won the battle, the mood remained grim.
"Cutting off an arm to save the body... They were ruthless enough to do it. But if we try to pursue them now, it's too late..."
"So what!?"
