This battle left everyone exhausted in body and mind; only Li still looked relaxed. This time, the Shadow of Konoha had deployed everything they had—all six hundred-plus members had taken the field. But the casualties were dreadful: two hundred dead and over sixty severely wounded. Their enemies had been utterly ruthless, with no habit of leaving survivors.
Anyone they could kill, they killed outright. The enemy had paid a considerable price as well. All one hundred and sixty cavalrymen, including their commander, had died here. It could be said that the Blizzard Mercenary Corps around Peter's Castle had now lost its leaders; all they had left were a little over four hundred infantrymen.
Four hundred or so infantrymen stripped of mobility were, frankly, nothing more than easy prey.
But the Shadow of Konoha could no longer swallow that prey. They had only a little over three hundred men left. Their individual capabilities had already been inferior to the enemy's, and now they were outnumbered as well. In other words, the Shadow of Konoha was now at a complete disadvantage, and naturally, no one intended to fight such a hopeless battle.
They immediately prepared to retreat. Of course, before leaving, they thoroughly stripped the Blizzard mercenaries of everything they had. Those mercenaries were unbelievably poor. After searching more than a hundred bodies, they found only a little over a hundred gold coins—an average of barely one gold coin per person.
However, they found some good things on Xiang Ze's body. First were several magic crystals of excellent color. Judging by the magic power contained within them, each was worth around ten thousand gold coins. That counted as an unexpected gain. As for the other item, it made Li suck in a sharp breath. This man actually carried a Holy Mark blueprint.