The generals lowered their heads. They didn’t say a word to argue, but their face were all red.
[Isn’t commander calling us useless gluttons?]
The dead bodies were sorted out and put on a side.
Men of opponents were on one side, while their men in the other. That made two long rows of dead bodies.
Wenren Jianyin walked over and looked at the dead men. He sighed.
"Our men died under the wounds on their chests. They were cut in the front. They didn’t hold back facing powerful enemies. They are good men. They sacrificed themselves to create opportunity for others to damage the enemy."
He looked at the dead bodies with sorrow in the eyes. "Their men have multiple injuries. Most of them were wounded on the back. Apparently, our men mostly killed them by a sneaky back-stab. They were killed under awareness. Those were good soldiers."
"Our enemy is a team of all good soldiers like this. That is horrible."