"Your Majesty."
Lu Yuan raised his head, looked at his disciple with a smile on his face, and then scolded: "Didn't I say that when we are in private, just call me Master as usual?"
"Master."
Zhou Qing felt the warmth of his master's words and immediately changed his address: "I have counted the number of captive Zhou People overnight.
Today's battle killed 13,000 Zhou People. Among them, 8,000 were soldiers, and 5,000 were civilian workers.
We also captured 56,000 Zhou soldiers, including 41,000 soldiers and 15,000 civilian workers.
Also, there are more than a thousand fugitive soldiers, either still hiding in the city's civilian houses or have escaped in the chaos, with their whereabouts unknown."
Zhou Qing reported the results of the night's work.
"41,000!"
Lu Yuan was slightly surprised by this number.
He ignored the civilian workers and focused directly on the number of soldiers.
