Bug Master In Doomsday

"Return to the master! A team killed more than 700 hyenas of all levels!"

"The second team killed more than 400!" "The third team killed more than 800!"

"Report to the master! Four teams killed more than 1,200!"

Listening to the report of the four captains, Wang Mang narrowed his eyes, took out a clean white cloth from the worm and mustard ring, and wiped the evil dragon halberd stained with countless blood.

He carefully wiped the blade, raised his eyes and looked at the scene of the surrounding corpse mountain and blood, and for a while, he didn't say much!

After waiting for a while, he wiped away the evil dragon halberd in his hand, and then said slightly: "I don't care how many hyenas died. I only care about how many people were seriously injured by the soldiers and how many people were sacrificed?!"

The four captains lowered their heads guiltily upon hearing this. The captain of one team knelt down on one knee and shouted with a hint of crying: "Master! A team sacrificed twelve people! Thirty-six people were seriously injured!"

The other three captains also knelt on one knee and buried their heads deeply. They reported cold numbers one after another with guilt and pain.

Every time they finished speaking, their hearts seemed to be stabbed by a number of sharp knives. These cold numbers all represented their brothers Paoze!

"Oh!" Wang Mang sighed melanly and waved his hand weakly, "Let's bury all the sacrificed brothers, and the seriously injured brothers must be rescued!!!"

"Yes! Master!" The four of them yelled out, standing up and walking back to their team. This sudden war made them feel the pain of defeat!

Fu Wendao, hiding behind the battlefield, looked sadly at the piles of hyena corpses around him, a comatose soldier who was seriously injured and treated.

There was an uncomfortable look on his old face that he had never felt before. These soldiers were counted on his robes. The deaths and injuries in the past three wars weren't too many, so how could they all be folded here!

"Master!" Fu Wendao walked to Wang Mang's respectfully and arched his hand respectfully, his rickety back bends deeply, containing a deep weakness.

"Wen Dao!" Wang Mang turned his head to look at Fu Wen Dao, his brows frowned.

"Wen Dao, you pass on the order. All soldiers in this war will receive five bottles of recovery potions, two blood pills, and one bottle of severed limb regeneration potion. Those who perform outstandingly will be rewarded twice. After the seriously injured soldiers have completely recovered, they will start their journey. !"

Fu Wendao's rickety back was slowly straightened, and he bowed his hand in a throwing voice, "Yes!"

After forty to fifty minutes, dozens of deep and flat pits were excavated, and each team properly placed the seriously injured soldiers in the pits.

Then they were buried with their armors and weapons! A soldier dies on the battlefield. This is not a failure. This is an honor. Wang Mang will not give orders to take off the armor and weapons of the soldiers for some small gains!

"Master, the severely wounded soldiers have basically recovered their mobility after recovering the powerful effects of the potions. After a few days of recuperation, there should be no serious problems!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Mang's frowned brows finally eased a little, and he sighed with his hands behind his back.

"That's good! Next, dispose of these hyena corpses. Collect all the valuable parts. The rest of the corpses are piled up and burned later!"

Fu Wendao nodded firmly when he heard the words, and immediately ordered the four captains to carry out it. In fact, he was also thinking that perhaps this cruel war might not be only bad!