"I'm fine." Xiao Qirui looked up at the mess around him and instructed his deputy general, "Bring people to count the casualties. Remember to register the names of the brothers who died."
The registration of names was not only to send an obituary to the families of the soldiers who had died, but also to report it to the imperial court so that they could distribute the pension.
The deputy general's eyes turned red and he choked. "Yes."
Xiao Qirui pursed his lips and turned around to carry a seriously injured soldier onto a stretcher.
"Thank you, General." The injured soldier thanked him weakly.
Xiao Qirui patted his shoulder. "Rest well."
This place was too close to the city wall and was not suitable for recuperation. These people had to be sent back to the infirmary in the camp.
