Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement.
They knew Jiang Tian wouldn't lie to them.
"My lords, all the warriors have fallen on the battlefield."
"I have no way of knowing how many of those Rakshasa people were killed," Jiang Tian continued, feigning concern.
"However, I, Jiang Tian, am a man of my word. For every household that loses a person in battle, I will reward them with one hundred taels of silver."
Jiang Tian's words were met with cheers and jubilation from the crowd.
For these people, Jiang Tian had done the most benevolent and righteous thing imaginable.
They didn't bring back a single head of a Luoshaman, but Jiang Tian still paid them silver.
"Everyone," Jiang Tian continued loudly, "we cannot let this grudge go unavenged. All of you, young and old, listen carefully."
Whether you are men or women in your family, as long as you can wield a weapon, go to the front lines and fight the enemy.
This time, I will lead you personally.
We must slaughter them all.
To avenge the dead.
Are you willing or not?
When Jiang Tian said that, everyone was naturally willing.
"The kindness you have shown us is as heavy as a mountain."
"With an adult leading us, we are certainly willing to take revenge."
"Rest assured, sir. We will follow you closely this time and will not act recklessly."
"Sir, when do we set off? Our whole family, young and old, will be going."
I must kill them all!
Seeing the people's indignation.
Jiang Tian nodded in satisfaction.
The deaths of 800,000 Xianbei cavalrymen on the battlefield had already caused heavy casualties among the people inside and outside the city.
Even more people now want to join the army to seek revenge, and Jiang Tian estimates that this will be quite a commotion.
That would be enough to wipe the other party out completely.
The rest of the people are not surprising either.
...
Inside the palace.
More than a dozen civil officials gathered in front of Murong Feng.
"Your Majesty, I have heard that the campaign against the Rakshasa was a disastrous one, with none of the 800,000 troops surviving."
"Your Majesty, I have a feeling that something is amiss with this matter."
Murong Feng stood up and let out a long sigh.
"I also find this matter somewhat strange. 800,000 soldiers were all killed, not a single one survived."
"How can these Rakshasa people have such great abilities?" Murong Feng glanced at the crowd.
"Tell me your thoughts on this matter."
"Your Majesty, Your Excellencies, there is something I am unsure whether I should say."
"explain……"
"I have a vague feeling that the deaths of our 800,000 troops are related to Lord Jiang. It seems that Lord Jiang dug a pit for these 800,000 troops."
I remember that before Murong Chui was beaten to death, he said something like this in public.
Murong Feng immediately became interested: "What did that old dog Murong Chui say before he died?"
"He shouted at the top of his lungs, warning the people of the city that Jiang Tian wanted to destroy our Xianbei people and exterminate our race. Jiang Tian tricked our 800,000-strong army into fighting the Russians."
As a result, all 800,000 soldiers perished on the battlefield.
Meanwhile, Murong Chui's 400,000-strong army has disappeared without a trace.
Compared to what we've done, our vitality has already been severely damaged. If we don't find a solution soon, the consequences will be unimaginable.
"No matter which of the 16 kingdoms of the steppe attacks us, we have no way to withstand an attack from any of them."
Murong Feng nodded after hearing this.
He also realized that the problem was serious.
Now only the elderly, women, and children remain inside and outside the city.
Although conscription had reached the age of ten, eight-year-old boys still had the strength, and slightly older women also disguised themselves as men to join the army.
No matter which country attacks, they are helpless.
"Your Majesty, we must take some measures, otherwise, we will truly face national extinction and the extinction of our race," the crowd pleaded.
Just then, Eunuch Gao's shrill voice rang out: "Lord Jiang has arrived."
Everyone was taken aback when they heard this.
They all came out.
Murong Feng and his dozen or so civil and military officials knelt respectfully on the ground.
"We pay our respects to Lord Jiang."
"What are you all discussing?" Jiang Tian glanced at the group. Murong Feng and his dozen or so men immediately felt a chill run down their spines.
"Gentlemen, these Rakshasa people are truly despicable. The people of the city are enthusiastically joining the army to wipe them out," Jiang Tian said as he walked inside.
"I'll head back after I've dealt with this."
Upon hearing that Jiang Tian was going back, Murong Feng quickly asked, "Where are you planning to go, sir?"
"Back to Great Xia."
"You're living a good life here in Xianbei, why do you want to go back?" Murong Feng quickly tried to persuade him to stay.
However, Jiang Tian could tell that no one present genuinely wanted him to stay.
"Murong Feng, you are the emperor of the Xianbei. You should govern the Xianbei well here."
"I took those who wanted revenge and went to avenge them."
"We can't let those widows spend their whole lives scratching their hands without ever getting revenge, can we?"
Murong Feng and the others thought they had misheard.
They never expected that Jiang Tian planned to retire gracefully.
"Does Your Excellency really intend to return?"
"Is it even possible that it's fake?"
"I still have a lot to do." Jiang Tian paced around the study a few times. "There's no need for me to linger here."
"To us Xianbei, you are absolutely a great hero."
We'll miss you if you leave, sir.
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