At first, they hadn't realized it was radioactive wastewater.
Neither Chu Jie's troops nor Su Shi Yilu's had noticed anything wrong.
Kang Shi felt something was off. "When something strange happens, there's always a demon behind it."
Su Shi Yilu said, "Strange? What's strange about it? If I were them, after losing this battle so miserably and throwing so many men into the meat grinder without even managing to boost morale, how would I fight? With no morale, wouldn't I just turn tail and run?"
Destroying the target before withdrawing was standard practice, too.
They couldn't hold on to the thing, and they weren't about to let the enemy benefit from it.
"No, I still feel like something's wrong."
Kang Shi shook his head repeatedly, pacing back and forth through the temporary tent until Su Shi Yilu was getting annoyed. The aftereffects of Chu Jie's impaired senses from the previous battle hadn't completely faded. He could close his eyes and enjoy the peace of not seeing, but Su Shi Yilu couldn't. "What's wrong?"
He ought to be able to give them at least one or two reasons, right?
Kang Shi spun around and said with conviction, "Given my luck, it's far more likely the enemy put up a desperate resistance and tripped us up than that they simply gave up fighting. General, don't you think that makes sense?"
But this time, things were different.
The Central Allied Army clearly had little will to fight. They battled as they fled, leaving a trail of discarded armor and abandoned weapons. Their performance let his side take control of the river with ease. The enemy had angrily destroyed the waterways before leaving, but the damage wasn't enough to affect Kang's water supply. And Kang wasn't afraid of a little construction work; its troops