The village chief cautiously walked into the room, looked at Ye Xuan, who was sitting with a big grin, and knelt directly on the ground with a weak leg.

Ye Xuan looked at him expressionlessly, as if the other party's funny behavior failed to cause him any waves.

The village chief lowered his head so that his face was pressed against the ground.

Although the wound on his face was pulled, making him twitch in pain, he still felt more relieved in this way.

"There are 248 dead in the village, 97 wounded and 18 missing."

A series of numbers came out of the village chief's mouth, making the expression on Ye Xuan's face become more and more serious.

Actually, except for the dead ones on the south wall......

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