The soldiers behind him were in an even worse situation than him. At a glance, everyone who was still walking was injured.
[Host, your father is in such a pity, he was beaten like this.]
[However, his soldiers are even worse off; not a single healthy person remains.] The system sighed inwardly, feeling sorry for these people.
Jun Shutong pursed her lips, said nothing, clenched her fists, the knuckles of her small fists were white, and she just stood there, letting the wind blow her little chirps.
Shundedi was trembling in his heart and looked at Jun Yatou beside him embarrassedly.
He didn't expect that Jun Wansheng was so miserable, and those soldiers were also so miserable.
He recalled that when Jun Wansheng returned from a victorious battle, the most serious injury he suffered was a skin break, not even a minor one.
He seemed to have forgotten that he had never come to greet Jun Wansheng before. This was the first time.
This is the first time I have seen triumphant soldiers returning to the city in this way.
Emperor Shunde was filled with endless waves of emotion. He wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.
Just when he was about to comfort the girl, he heard the most unforgettable voice in his life.
[Who the hell said this was good news? ]
Killing one thousand enemies but losing eight hundred of your own is considered a victory?
[There's not a single healthy soldier in the entire army. Is this considered a victory?]
The baby voice failed, and the chilling tone reached the ears of every official.
At this moment, almost all the civil and military officials in the city heard her voice.
The emperor's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and the girl Jun beside him still did not move, but two lines of hot tears appeared on her frosty little face.
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