As an outstanding soldier and commander, Hunter Tiger had a fierce competitive streak.
But as a manager, he forced himself to keep setting aside his urge to compare, striving to maintain an ordinary state of mind.
Yet when he heard Liu Lu's report, his eyelids still twitched uncontrollably twice.
"They won? And captured nearly a thousand people?"
Winning was only normal. If they could not even defeat a rabble made up of a group of wanderers, there would be no need for cooperation.
After the battle ended.
Hunter Tiger had the casualties tallied.
Aside from a few unlucky bastards who had charged too quickly for military merit and unfortunately been focused down, Pingtan Shelter had paid a very small price.
One hundred and sixteen dead, 495 severely wounded, and nearly a thousand lightly wounded.
Although the nearly ten thousand wanderers on the other side had launched the attack first, they had paid a price of at least three thousand people. The heaps of corpses had already required three huge pits to bury them.
Besides that, as the enemy fled, the Pingtan Army had pursued them for a stretch, leaving several hundred more behind.
Judging solely by the casualties on both sides, this battle was definitely a resounding victory in Hunter Tiger's command career.
However, that was without comparison.
As a commander, he knew all too well what kind of circumstances were required to capture these cunning wanderers.
Their escape routes had to be completely blocked, and they had to be stripped of any desire to resist.
Only then was there a chance of taking prisoners.
Otherwise, these wanderers who yearned for "freedom" would never choose to surrender, much less surrender to an enemy.
"Yes. There were relatively few people attacking Tian Yuan Shelter, only 3,000."
"Even with only 3,000 people,