After the floodwaters receded, they left behind a city in utter ruin. Sewers were clogged in many places, and a foul stench permeated the entire city.
Such an environment was no longer fit for human habitation. With no other choice, Hudson ordered the garrisons everywhere to begin clearing the garbage from the city.
Silt, excrement, and waterlogged, bloated corpses were continuously dragged out from corners of the city, while the recorded death toll kept climbing.
The disaster brought by the flood was severe. Satux Fortress alone had lost more than several hundred people directly to the waters, while property losses were beyond count.
Watching the soldiers busily salvage supplies soaked in the warehouses, Hudson frowned and immediately instructed Tom behind him:
"Pass down the order: all seven flood-stricken frontier commanderies are to fully activate their epidemic prevention plans.
Any grain that was soaked by the floodwaters is to be burned immediately!
As for all other waterlogged supplies, wash them with boiling water, dry them, and then return them to storage. Anything that cannot be washed with boiling water is to be burned as well.
Anyone who disobeys will be executed without mercy!"
Harsh times called for harsh laws. At such a critical moment, Hudson could not afford even the slightest softness.
After making a round of inspections, Hudson returned to the command headquarters and found himself troubled again. The flood had ended the war, but how to write the battle report had become a problem.
There was simply no way to calculate the enemy's losses. According to Hudson's plan, once the city had been more or less cleaned up, troops would be sent outside to help the enemy collect their dead.
Without question, the corpses they could recover would only be a minority. More unfortunate Beastfolk had been swept away