That evening.
Nalan Mingzhu prepared a sumptuous dinner.
How many people did your tribe lose?
"Sir, the statistics have just been completed."
More than 6,000 people died in the battle, more than 10,000 were wounded, and more than 2,000 women were raped.
Nalan Jingyu's face darkened as she spoke.
Nalan Mingzhu sighed: "Fortunately, the loss is not too great."
Jiang was a little confused.
How many people are there in their tribe?
More than 6,000 people were killed and more than 10,000 were wounded.
These losses are not considered significant.
“My benefactor.” Nalan Mingzhu seemed to understand Jiang Tian’s doubts. “Before you saved my son and daughter, the Khitans killed more than 20,000 of us and captured more than 30,000 of us in just two days.”
Jiang Tian shook his head after hearing this.
The grasslands are a dog-eat-dog world; if you are not strong enough, you can only be slaughtered, trampled upon, or even exterminated.
"My lord, I have a request." Nalan Jingyu knelt respectfully on the ground.
“You said…” Jiang Tian originally planned to have the Nalan tribe migrate south of the Great Wall, but due to the successive blizzards, the Nalan tribe’s southward migration plan fell through.
"Our warriors want to follow you. Please train our tribe's warriors, otherwise we won't even have the ability to protect ourselves."
"Sit down and tell me, how did the towering walls of Snow Wolf City come to be so easily breached?" Jiang Tian noticed that the enemy hadn't brought any cannons when he entered the city.
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