Anyway, these refugees' lives are worthless; you can just send some people to various villages and catch a lot of them.
Taking their lives and attacking city after city may seem like it results in huge casualties, but it is actually very convenient.
Most importantly, they went to Mill City.
They sent their elite troops to reap the rewards, and the final reported results were outstanding.
At that time, the casualties among the soldiers in my own ranks will be very few.
After all, although I commanded you to attack the city, you are not soldiers.
You are still ordinary citizens; your casualties will be categorized under the category of ordinary citizens.
At most, when they write their reports, they can say that their side suffered dozens of casualties, killed more than a thousand defenders, breached the city, and suffered tens of thousands of civilian casualties.
Some don't even write the last sentence.
Anyway, they knew that the higher-ups only cared about how many casualties their army suffered and whether they had captured the city.
They don't care how many ordinary people have died.
Even later historical records will write extensively about their achievements.
For the dead civilians, it's just a few words at most.
The phrases "not one in ten survives" and "not one in a hundred are left out" can be glossed over.
The story then continues to describe the king's wise decisions and the generals' valiant military prowess.
They were certain that even if they drove these people to attack the city in this way, they could still succeed.
The descendants of these surviving people will continue to boast about their great achievements, and some even regard them as idols.
As long as they win, everything they've done can be covered up, distorted, and ignored.
History only praises the victors, because the victors write history.
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