Tonight, the Mingdou Mountain Range seemed especially lively, as if it were New Year's. The sounds of fireworks and firecrackers echoed through the night, making those who sought the festive atmosphere cry out in admiration.
As dawn gradually broke, the armies of the two great empires, having fought bitterly all night, each withdrew.
Duke White Tiger Dai Hao and Claw Commander Chen Deng were both titled Douluo with nine rings. Staying awake all night had no effect on them. Although the great battle had left both commanders exhausted, what mattered more now was tallying the casualties.
Chen Deng had not expected Dai Hao to produce so many Level 8 Fixed Soul Cannon Shells, while Dai Hao had not expected Chen Deng to possess a Level 9 Fixed Soul Cannon Shell. This sudden surprise caught both of them off guard.
Once the casualty reports came in, both Dai Hao and Chen Deng were thoroughly enraged.
Much like the previous estimates, the eight Level 8 Fixed Soul Cannon Shells had killed roughly sixty to seventy thousand Sun Moon Empire soldiers. The number of soldiers severely wounded, crippled, and rendered unable to fight was close to two hundred thousand.
There had only been three hundred thousand troops stationed along the entire front line. This single attack had directly crippled ninety percent of them, and even several commanders of the major corps had died.
The Sun Moon Empire's camps had already been spread out enough. If Dai Hao had used Level 9 Fixed Soul Cannon Shells, he truly would not have been able to inflict such massive casualties. But the eight Level 8 Fixed Soul Cannon Shells, thrown in eight different directions, had practically carpet-bombed the Sun Moon Empire's encampments.
How could the casualties possibly have been low?
The Level 9 Fixed Soul Cannon