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C897 The Crisis of the Evervictorious Army?



C897 The Crisis of the Evervictorious Army?

Killing a thousand, self-harming eight hundred, that's not what the ancient people say, but the real situation is. Unless the difference in strength was too great, it was all the above.    

    

This time, Lee Hao's fleet had the advantage in strength, mainly on the hundreds of cannons that he had installed. However, the cultivation base of the cultivators on his side was not as strong as theirs.    

    

Although the two sides did not engage in battle, their cultivation base was higher, and their defensive abilities were stronger. Their chances of survival were also much higher.    

    

This was the reason why South-suppressing King and Pingwu King's warships were destroyed, and they were still able to bring nearly ten thousand cultivators back with them.    

    

These people could be said to be the essence of the Cultivator Army, and their combat strength was more than half of the top. They were almost all Golden Core and above cultivators, and there were only a few Foundation Establishment cultivators that were lucky.    

    

The wails of the sixty thousand warriors of the Ever Triumphant Army made Yun Yang, the first commander of the Ever Triumphant Army, feel uncomfortable. Of course, Yun Yang wasn't the only one who felt uncomfortable. There were still over thirty thousand soldiers left.    

    

In just a dozen days of interaction, both sides definitely didn't have a very deep friendship. However, a life and death battle had allowed the cultivators of Ever Triumphant Army to establish a kind of camaraderie that allowed them to live and die together.    

    

The severely injured cultivators today might be what they would look like tomorrow. Looking at the miserable state of these people, they had already forgotten the joy of victory.    

    

Entering the organization was truly a matter of life and death. The reason why they came in was to find a good way out, but they never thought that a battle of victory would have such a heavy price.    

    

The Ever Triumphant Army had just been established, and it hadn't undergone the baptism of time, let alone strict laws. Many warriors couldn't help but complain.    

    

"So what if we win? Tens of thousands of fellow daoists were seriously injured, and their path was hopeless. They could only wait for their lifespans to run out, and then die. Rather than that, why not... we might as well stay out of this mess?"    

    

This was still the complaints of the lightly injured warriors. After the heavily injured cultivators took simple healing pills and woke up, they saw that they were neither human nor ghost and were filled with regret.    

    

Negative emotions spread in the Ever Triumphant Army army. The warriors did not expect that the enemies would not be able to defeat them, but they would be defeated by them.    

    

"City Lord, this..." Yun Yang wanted to cry but had no tears. He could only plead guilty, "It's all because of my incompetence. I will immediately order the cultivators not to discuss this matter."    

    

In any place, at any time, patients with serious injuries were a sensitive existence. It was also the most likely factor to cause the soldiers to collapse.    

    

Let's not talk about modern times. Let's talk about ancient times! Why did many people need to be stabbed in the back when they were cleaning up the battlefield? It was to kill those who were seriously injured and make them feel at ease.    

    

If these people died, then everything would be over, but if they didn't die, if they appeared in the military camp and wailed all day long, wouldn't that shake the morale of the army?    

    

Was there a difference between the situation of cultivators and the secular world? There was, but not much.    

    

For cultivators, the most fundamental thing is cultivation, followed by life. But these heavily injured people, because of the destruction of their foundation, will not be able to advance even an inch.    

    

With the bloody lesson laid out here, would there still be cultivators willing to sacrifice their lives for Lee Hao in the future?    

    

This was not a problem of Ever Triumphant Army, but the problem of the existence of the entire Spirit Realm. It was a very troublesome problem.    

    

Every family had their own ways of doing things. For example, South-suppressing King and the others would distribute these people to different places in Tiannan County. They would arrange a moderate position for them so that they could live peacefully for the rest of their lives.    

    

Of course, these people were not as simple as living in the latter half of their lives. They could enjoy life to their heart's content without any hope of cultivating. They could give birth to a few more children, and there would always be those with good aptitudes who could cultivate.    

    

South-suppressing King had enough cities to arrange these people. It wouldn't be a problem for him to arrange a few cities for these people.    

    

Once the number of people decreased, the impact would naturally be small. Moreover, there was also a position that was neither too high nor too low to support them. Many cultivators would even envy them.    

    

However, the situation in Lee Hao's place was very urgent. Up until now, he only had one city. Sixty thousand severely injured cultivators from the Ever Triumphant Army were living in the Fallen Immortal City. With such a painful scene in front of them, who would dare to join the Ever Triumphant Army?    

    

The more soldiers the others fought, the fewer soldiers Lee Hao had. How could he play with them?    

    

Yun Yang was having a hard time. He thought that once he won, he would be able to enjoy the fruits of his victory in the future. However, he never thought that the Ever Triumphant Army would face an awkward situation where no one could use them after it was established.    

    

It could even be said that if these sixty thousand heavily injured cultivators were not dealt with properly, the Ever Triumphant Army would be on the verge of falling apart.    

    

The Yun Family had bet everything. If the Ever Triumphant Army no longer existed, what could Lee Hao use to challenge the prince?    

    

A centipede would die without a problem, let alone the two princes. Their net worth was high, and they had many subordinates. If they knew that the Ever Triumphant Army was disbanded, they would not hesitate to send a large army to suppress the border. At that time, everything would be over.    

    

However, contrary to Yun Yang's expectation, Lee Hao didn't show any signs of worry. He didn't blame him either. Instead, he said in a calm tone, "It's fine. Let them talk about it! It's better to block it than to let it slip. Can you control the soldiers' mouths and their hearts?"    

    

"City Lord is right. This subordinate has been taught." Yun Yang flattered him insincerely. He had lived for hundreds of years. Of course, he knew this principle. However, the army was different from a rogue army. This place was particular about following orders and prohibitions. A strict military order would exist no matter where it was.    

    

Such words that could shake the morale of the army would be directly beheaded if caught. Military law was ruthless, and that was the principle.    

    

Yun Yang had regarded the current predicament as the biggest crisis since the establishment of the Ever Triumphant Army's army, but did Lee Hao think so? He did not take it seriously at all.    

    

"Thank you for your hard work again." Lee Hao sighed and said, "Send these heavily injured cultivators to the True Dragon Ship in batches!"    

    

Lee Hao gave another order. Yun Yang was stunned for a moment and then asked in confusion, "City Lord, what are you doing?"    

    

Yun Yang was a little nervous in his heart. He was afraid that Lee Hao would be impulsive and send all these people to the True Dragon Ship in batches. That would completely chill the hearts of the soldiers.    

    

Seeing Yun Yang's frightened look, Lee Hao could not help but roll his eyes at him. After that, he said angrily, "Do you think I am that kind of person?"    

    

"I don't dare, I don't dare!"    

    

Lee Hao said, "Quickly go and do something! More than sixty thousand heavily injured soldiers, if we don't hurry up and treat them, we don't know how long it will take."    

    

"Treatment?"    

    

Yun Yang was stunned again. Did the City Lord personally treat the soldiers?    

    

This kind of thing really happened, but it was a way to win over people's hearts. It was commonly known as showing off, showing how the superior cared about their subordinates.    

    

But there must be a limit to putting on a show! Usually, it was enough to treat a few people. Then, like the other heavily injured soldiers, they spoke. City Lord great one had his heart broken for everyone's injuries, not hesitating to use magical force to treat them. He was as tired as a dead dog, not closing his eyes for a few days and nights. He has already done his best, don't blame him... Wait.    

    

In short, the City Lord hasn't abandoned them. He is still trying to help them.    

    

However, Lee Hao had actually asked him to arrange for a group of heavily injured cultivators to come, and not a single one of them had fallen. What was going on?    

    

Yun Yang wanted to ask, but Lee Hao didn't give him the chance anymore. He returned to the cabin.    

    


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