You Ye was not the only one astonished by the power of the firearms. Even the Shence Guard soldiers using firearms in actual combat for the first time could not help clicking their tongues in amazement. After their first battle, everyone was a little dazed, carrying out their orders instinctively. After all, with long-term training, obeying orders had practically become a conditioned reflex.
The captured prisoners were all scared witless as well. Otherwise, they would not have surrendered so meekly. Besides, these people were not the elite of the Cannibal Tribe. Otherwise, whether so many of them could have been captured alive would have been another question.
If more than eighty Shence Guard soldiers had instead ambushed seventy or eighty young and able-bodied fighters from the Cannibal Tribe's main force, the result probably would not have been the same. The enemy might have fought back desperately or fled. Of course, it was impossible for the Shence Guard to lose. The most likely outcome was that they would be unable to withstand the enemy's pressure and shoot them all dead.
No matter how one calculated it, the enemy had no chance of escaping or winning. The only difference was how many would be killed and how many captured.
"It isn't time to talk about that now. Everyone, hurry up and clean up the battlefield." Qu Bing spoke to You Ye somewhat nervously. After all, this was his first time leading troops into actual combat, and he had personally killed someone. It was impossible not to feel nervous. The soldiers were probably no better off than he was. At a time like this, it would be better to give the warriors something to do. Once everyone got busy, they would have no energy left to indulge in wild thoughts.
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