This time, in the bandit suppression campaign, they used the Mandarin Duck Formation that Sheng Huai'an had drilled for so long, with Sheng Huai'an, a true master, holding the line. The soldiers suffered no casualties, though some were wounded.
That number was terrifyingly impressive. In an age of cold weapons, how could a war possibly have no casualties? Every victory was piled up with human lives.
It could only be said that the Mandarin Duck Formation had displayed its might in this world.
This Mandarin Duck Formation had originally been created in his previous life by General Qi, the commander who fought Japanese pirates, to resist those pirates, ronin, and warriors.
This formation was tremendously useful for ordinary soldiers.
After witnessing the Mandarin Duck Formation's power, Sheng Huai'an decided upon returning that the entire army would train in it. Whether for offense or defense, this formation was excellent.
"General, General! Sheng Huai'an, Boss Sheng, come quickly! I can't hold them back anymore—they want to kill themselves, and I can't talk them out of it!" Wang Wu hurried over to find Sheng Huai'an.
The moment Sheng Huai'an heard that the women wanted to die, he hurried over to take a look.
They had only just been rescued, yet they were all crying and shouting that they wanted to die. What was that supposed to mean?
There were still plenty of old bachelors and lonely widowers in this world who could not find wives.
Sheng Huai'an rushed over and saw twenty or thirty girls hanging themselves. The sight was like a row of hanging swings. Good heavens, it was truly spectacular.
"What are you doing? Why are you all standing around? Save them!" Sheng Huai'an shouted.
Those soldiers had been staring dumbly. Only after hearing Sheng Huai'an did they hastily step forward