It was nearly halfway through noon.

The scorching sun hangs high, and everything is in full swing.

The Yan army's temporary camp is in the big tent of the Chinese army.

Xu Yi slowly flipped through the last page of the account book.

Then he put down the account book in his hand and looked up slightly at Xin Sixuan, who was sitting on the bed of Shouhu in the lower left.

"Seven thousand men are reserved for blades, armor and other armaments."

"The rest will be handed over to the Changsan Gold Department and transported back to Yandi for reconstruction."

"Fifteen thousand horses are reserved."

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