Zhan Taiqing didn't care about Dayu's life or death. To be precise, the Rakshasa Holy Cult didn't care about Dayu's life or death. What they wanted was to attack the righteous forces as much as possible. In this case, they simply followed the wishes of the Jin Dynasty.

Wait for White Deer Academy, Ten Thousand Swords Saint Sect, and Leiyin Temple to continue sending their armies over.

Hou Yuxiao suddenly figured out the cause and effect. Although his mind became much clearer, he still felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

In the final analysis, this widely-involved Hedong War was still a game between the Holy Lands. Even if Hou Yuxiao could roughly guess a lot of things through some clues, there were definitely still many things that he did not understand.

There was nothing that could be done about it. Strength determined vision. The current strength of the Hou family and himself determined these matters. He could only rely on his own speculation, but could not personally participate in it.

Then, it depends on how the three Zhengdao families will accept the move!

Hou Yuxiao took a deep breath, temporarily put aside the complicated thoughts in his mind, and asked: "Let's not talk about this anymore. In the Battle of Longguan, what were the casualties of the 20,000 troops led by Yucheng?"

"It's terrible!"

When Hou Yuxiao heard these four words, he didn't show any surprise. He just nodded and continued to listen to Hou Fei.

Hou Fei showed a hint of helplessness on his face and said: "Before I came here, I thought that even if the 20,000-strong army could not compare with the elites of the Holy Land, it could at least compare with the government army. But after the fight, I realized that the difference was too big.

During the battle to defend the city at Longguan, almost 30% of Erye's 20,000-strong army were killed. Later, during the retreat to defend the river bank, another 30% were killed. Now, there are less than 8,000 people left in the 20,000-strong army!"

Hou Yuxiao shook his head slightly, not disappointed. He had expected this situation. Not to mention that three-quarters of the 20,000 troops were cobbled together from the three counties of Hexi. Even the 5,000 people from the Hou family were also from

It is normal for a warrior who has never been on the battlefield to fight like this.

However, this number of casualties also illustrates the cruelty of the Battle of Longguan. It is no wonder that the Demon Sect lost 200,000 troops.

"How are our Hou family's troops doing?" Hou Yuxiao's eyes flashed slightly and he asked again in a low voice.

"Second Master has tried his best to save the 5,000 people of my Hou family, but still more than a thousand were injured, leaving only more than 4,000 people. Of the remaining 7,000 people, more than half belong to my Hou family.

Warrior."

That’s right!

There was a trace of satisfaction in Hou Yuxiao's eyes. The warriors of the Hou family and the warriors who had been cobbled together by the incoming forces from the three counties of Hexi did not have the same status in his eyes. This was something he had already considered and planned before setting off.

Of course he knew what was going on.

"As I expected, there won't be any war for a long time. You can go back to Hexi and inform Laosan and the others. During this period, they can take turns bringing the warriors from the clan to Hedong.

It’s military training.”

"I obey my orders!"

Hou Yuxiao paused for a moment, his expression became slightly gloomy, and continued: "In addition, let Lao San and the others gather all the incoming forces in Hexi to report the battle damage here."

Hou Fei understood immediately, and with a look of forlornness on his face, he nodded and said, "Does the master of the family want to continue to let them go out?"

"It would be a pity not to drain them of such a good opportunity!"
Chapter completed!