"Why!"

Xiang Tai sighed deeply.

Defeat is not who is responsible, and whoever commands is the result.

It’s not that our army is too weak, but that the enemy is too strong.

If you don’t play by the rules at all, who will not be confused about the airdrops falling from the sky?

He hasn't recovered yet.

"Sir Zhu Guo, go back, the army is still waiting for you to reorganize. If you fall down, it's really over!"

Xiang Tai felt sad.

"Has the casualties count been released?"

A quite hoarse voice came from Dugu Xin's mouth.

It is rare for him to stand like this and can persevere until now. It is not surprising that he has such a sound.

"The statistics are out."

"How many."

Xiang Tai said in a low voice: "There are less than 150,000 people who escaped back on the day of the war."

"Not less than 150,000?"

"Nearly 800,000,000 were dispatched, which means more than 600,000 casualties!"

Dugu Xin murmured.
Chapter completed!