Both the Thunder Army and the Bladeless Army were arranged in the Li family's courtyard, with few personnel, and the horses of the team were all fed by the soldiers themselves, and some were already preparing to cook.

This is also the best arrangement that Lingzhou Ancestor made before he knew the details of these horses, neither worrying about how much damage they would cause to the Li family if they had a plot against the Li family, nor would he lose a reputation for being sluggish.

Li Yuanqiao walked into the courtyard, and several soldiers looked up and found that it was Li Yuanqiao, so they opened their mouths and saluted, "My lord." ”

Waving his hand, Li Yuanqiao looked at them, "You guys are busy with yours, don't worry about me, I've worked hard for you." ”

The soldiers didn't say anything, they just went about their business.

Li Yuanqiao was very satisfied, because his ideal Bladeless Army and Thunder Army were armies with their own souls, and even if they were his own brothers, Li Yuanqiao would not ask too much of them.

Walking in this courtyard, Li Yuanqiao greeted the soldiers from time to time, a harmonious scene.

"Lord, you're here. Suddenly, a voice appeared, and Li Yuanqiao saw that it was Makita and others.

"Ah, I still had to chat with the clan elders just now, and I went to worship my deceased mother, so I came a little late. Li Yuanqiao said to them.

"We also understand, after all, the formation of our two armies was originally to relieve the crisis of the Li family this time. However, I mainly want to say some bad news at an inopportune time for this kind of victory. Makita looked at Li Yuanqiao and said bluntly.

Li Yuanqiao's face sank, in the end, he still had to come, and there would always be casualties that he didn't want to accept.

"Say it. Li Yuanqiao's voice sounded very low at this moment, and Makita reported it truthfully.

On the side, the faces of Jian Yu and the others were also not good-looking, and they stood aside without saying a word.

Makita glanced at Li Yuanqiao, took out a piece of paper in his arms, and said loudly, "In this battle, the Wufeng Army killed more than 200 people and wounded 400. The Thunder Army killed more than 900 people and wounded more than 1,000. The battle report was very short, and Li Yuanqiao didn't have the heart to listen to how many enemies he killed, but Li Yuanqiao was very painful in his heart.

The two armies that they formed by themselves still had 6,000 men at the time of departure, and now, in just one battle, they have reduced more than 1,000 people. These are their own brothers, each of them, they have eaten their own food, and everyone's name is remembered by Li Yuanqiao. However, for himself and for the Li family, more than 1,000 brothers sacrificed their lives.

How can this make Li Yuanqiao not sad?

After a long time, Li Yuanqiao spoke, "Can the wounded brothers be properly settled, and can the deceased brothers be buried in peace?"

Makita held back his feelings, "The injured brothers are all resting in the inner room, and they have all taken the pills given by your lord, and their injuries are almost recovered. As for the fallen brothers, we don't know where to bury them, so we haven't buried them yet. ”

Li Yuanqiao waved his hand, "Okay, I know that the bodies of the deceased brothers must be protected, now take me to see the injured brothers first." ”

"Okay, my lord, please come with me. Makita hurriedly took Li Yuanqiao over.

Along the way, Li Yuanqiao could still see those soldiers, and they still had smiles on their faces. Li Yuanqiao didn't know why, maybe it was because they survived, maybe it was because they were happy because they were victorious, or maybe it was to remember the friend who unfortunately died. Li Yuanqiao looked at it in his eyes, and he didn't feel it.

"My lord, please mourn, there are nine times out of ten that there will be casualties in war. Our Bladeless Army and Thunder Army are strong enough, and they can be regarded as having fewer casualties. Makita approached Li Yuanqiao and whispered to comfort Li Yuanqiao.

"Well, I know, you go ahead and lead the way. Li Yuanqiao nodded and instructed Makita to continue to lead the way, while Jian Yuan and the others were arranged by Li Yuanqiao to do things.

Through several corridors, Li Yuanqiao walked to the inner courtyard, and the entire inner courtyard was covered with a white cloth covering the sky. Because there were so many wounded, it was impossible for the house in the inner courtyard of the annex to accommodate so many wounded, so Makita had to have people cover the sky with a white cloth to prevent the sun from getting too strong and let the wounded rest.

Li Yuanqiao saw that Xue Lao was taking care of the wounded with a group of maids of the Li family, although it was not too tired, but it also made Xue Lao tired and sweaty.

Xue Lao always held a towel in his hand and kept changing it, just to wipe the bodies of the wounded.

Li Yuanqiao approached and also took a towel, also to wipe the bodies of the wounded.

"Lord...... Lord. A wounded man saw that it was Li Yuanqiao, and immediately panicked, "The lord doesn't have to be like this. ”

Li Yuanqiao smiled indifferently, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

The spiritual power quietly probed out, and the wounded man slowly fell asleep, and Li Yuanqiao continued to wipe his body for him.

Makita also joined the ranks.

A group of people were busy for more than half an hour, and finally wiped the bodies of all the wounded.

Then, Li Yuanqiao did not speak, and withdrew from the inner courtyard with Xue Lao and Makita.

"Elder Xue, it's been a hard work. Li Yuanqiao looked at Xue Lao and said.

Xue Lao shrugged his shoulders, "No way, I also brought out these soldiers, and they all have feelings." ”

nodded, "Then I still have to trouble you for a few days, and in a few days, when the wounded have recovered, it won't hurt for me to hold another celebration banquet." ”

Xue Lao didn't speak, he also nodded at Li Yuanqiao, and left.

Li Yuanqiao looked at the back of Xue Lao leaving, sighed, and said, "Xue Lao, you are really my nobleman." ”

Over the years, Xue Lao has taken a fancy to himself at a glance and then desperately helped himself. Li Yuanqiao dared to say bluntly, Xue Lao is definitely his right-hand man, without Xue Lao, there may not be today's Bladeless Army and Thunder Army.

After sighing with emotion, Li Yuanqiao turned his head to look at Makita, "Let's go, take me to see the brothers who have left us." ”

Makita nodded, turned around and walked in the other direction with Li Yuanqiao.

Leaving the courtyard, Li Yuanqiao followed Makita and walked to a wasteland outside Li's house.

The ground was covered with white cloth, and on the white cloth were the brothers who had died in this battle. They should have been covered with all kinds of wounds and bloodstains, but Makita ordered them to stitch up the wounds on their bodies and give them a final bath. Now they lay on this white cloth as if they had fallen asleep.

Li Yuanqiao looked at the thousands of corpses in front of him, his eyes were red.

These people are not their own blood brothers and sisters, and they don't have much to do with themselves. But he took them across half the continent to this place, and then let them die here.

Li Yuanqiao didn't know what to say, and he didn't want to say anything.

Stretching out his hand, a purple Dan fire bloomed in the palm of his hand, "Let me send you one last ride, thank you for helping me so much." ”