Visa, walking beside Hu Xiaotian, also sensed his disappointment and asked gently, "Master, are you unhappy?"
Hu Xiaotian smiled faintly. "Not unhappy. It's just that seeing how brutal this battle was inevitably stirs something in me." He had Xiong Tianba escort Visa back into the city first, then went with the others to Xiasha Port.
Liang Yinghao and Tang Tiehan were both at Xiasha Port directing the cleanup of the battlefield. Upon hearing that Hu Xiaotian had returned, they hurried over to meet him. Hu Xiaotian asked for a general account of the situation. They had now taken eleven thousand three hundred prisoners and recovered over two thousand floating corpses from the river. Added to the more than seven thousand four hundred bodies of those who had died on shore, the enemy's confirmed death toll was already approaching ten thousand. Their own side had lost four hundred fifty-six men, with a total of one thousand two hundred thirty wounded, both lightly and severely. Compared with Great Yong's losses, theirs were not heavy. Everyone was currently clearing the battlefield. Since the task was enormous, they had temporarily recruited ten thousand civilian laborers from the city to help, most of them from the Refugee Camp.
Hu Xiaotian nodded. "Give the fallen officers and soldiers proper burials, and provide compensation to their families. The authorities will support their parents and children. Those from the Refugee Camp may choose freely between settling in Eastern Liang Commandery and Wuxing Commandery. We will take responsibility for everything."
After hearing Hu Xiaotian's words, Liang Yinghao and Tang Tiehan immediately understood that he had settled matters in Wuxing Commandery as well. His abilities truly surpassed imagination: he had brought Wuxing Commandery under control with only a little over twenty men. They had already entertained that possibility when they