Upon hearing this, the battalion commanders were overjoyed and immediately kowtowed to express their gratitude.
"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"
Lu Yan waved his hand:
"Alright, alright, get up. Don't kneel all the time. People who don't know better will think I'm abusing you."
After they all stood up, Lu Yan asked:
What were the casualties in this battle?
"Reporting to the Lord, thirty men are seriously wounded, more than three hundred are lightly wounded, and five have been killed in action."
Battalion Commander Han Sheng answered cautiously.
Lu Yan pondered for a moment. This casualty ratio was nothing short of a miracle in the era of cold weapons, but for him, it was still too high.
"From now on, we'll double the training. How could we have so many casualties when we had such an advantage? You all need to reflect on yourselves!"
"Yes!" the battalion commanders replied in unison, but inwardly they were lamenting that Lord Lu's demands were too high!
"However, those who deserve rewards should still be rewarded."
Lu Yan continued.
"The fallen soldiers will be posthumously awarded the title of martyr and given the highest level of compensation."
If there are young or elderly people in the household, the county government will provide for their care.
“Record everyone’s merits. I want the county government to hold a prisoner trial, followed by a reward ceremony.”
"yes!"
The battalion commanders finally smiled, relieved to hear good news.
After finishing his military affairs, Lu Yan returned home.
Back at the county government office, Lu Yan slumped into a grand chair, rubbing his temples.
"Sigh, fighting a war is much more tiring than going to work. Millions of brain cells have died."
He muttered something, then grabbed a glass of iced tea from the table and drank it all in one gulp.
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