After all, although many people died on the battlefield, after each battle, both the enemy and we would try to collect the corpses of their own soldiers, and they would also collect the corpses of the enemy soldiers and write them in military reports, saying what they said about annihilating 30,000 enemies, etc.
Send good news back to your home country Then find a random place to burn the corpse of the enemy's sergeant in a fire.
The soldiers who died in their own country would choose a place to hold a ceremony, and then burn their ashes one by one and send them back to their hometowns.
It is said that this method of handling corpses on the battlefield was stipulated by the Holy Lord, and no country is allowed to violate it.
However, when the war is at its peak, tens of thousands of people die in every war, and it takes a lot of manpower to burn or bury the bodies, so there are often lazy people, and those soldiers who died on the battlefield Even if there were thirty or fifty fewer corpses, no one would notice anything.
Gu Xijiu also checked the military reports from Emperor Xuan.
In the past half year, the Feixing Kingdom still lost more and won more.
A total of 123,870 people were killed in the Feixing Kingdom, while the Feixing Kingdom had 56,300 killed.
One hundred and fifty-two people died Of course, these are official figures, and there should actually be more.
Most of these corpses were burned to ashes, but if there were dozens or even hundreds of corpses missing in each of these battles, there would be no way to detect them.
Thousands of dead dolls will not cause a devastating disaster, but if the soldiers responsible for burning the enemy's corpses will be controlled by Long Fan, then the number of dead dolls that may be made this time will be terrifying.
Thinking of this, Gu Xijiu broke into a cold sweat.
I hope she's wrong The car was driving quickly, and she raised the curtain and looked out at the sky.
It was already dusk, and the sunset on the horizon burned half of the sky red.
The sun was already half-floating and half-sinking on the horizon, and was about to roll down the mountain.
It seemed quiet and peaceful.
But on the other side of the sky, there were thick clouds accumulating, half gray and half dark, and vaguely ominous, as if a snowstorm was coming.
This place is not far from the place where the two sides fought.
After all, it is a place where too many people have died, and the air here seems to be much colder than other places.
The cold wind whirls by, bringing with it a whimpering sound like a ghost crying.
Suddenly she seemed to notice something and looked down.
Below is a wilderness, with dead trees, white snow, hillsides, and grass all clearly visible.
At first glance, nothing unusual can be seen.
But in the southeast corner of the wilderness, something doesn't look right.
Originally, the car was about to pass by here in an instant, but Gu Xijiu suddenly said: "Stop for a moment."
Outside Mu Dian restrained the flying lion: "What?"
Gu Xijiu jumped directly out of the carriage and pointed to the southeast corner: "Can you see anything unusual?"
Mu Dian looked down and saw a vast expanse of white, as if there was thick snow.
He raised his eyebrows and said, "What's abnormal?"
Gu Xijiu said: "Look at other places, dead trees, grass, and rocks are dotted there, but the snow in that place is so even, there are no weeds or rocks at all, it's such a big area."
Mu Dian glanced at it for a few times and felt a slight movement in his heart.
There was something wrong with that place.
The terrain shouldn't be so flat at that location.
It was more like a deception.
He had been with the Holy Lord for many years, and his real abilities were higher than Long Siye's and others, and he was also more knowledgeable.
He secretly used his eyesight to look over, and even saw that there was a faint evil spirit coming out of there.
And he almost missed such a weird and evil place just now: