Instead of trying to persuade them, they expressed their determination with resounding vows.
"Even if it's the underworld, I will definitely follow you all the way."
Stepping out of the tent, Gu Mu arrived at the wounded soldiers' camp.
Although there were still more than 6,000 soldiers left, not one of them was uninjured.
After several days and nights of fighting, the soldiers were all exhausted and covered in wounds.
However, the wounded soldiers' camp has limited beds and has become a place where soldiers only go to change their dressings. Otherwise, they still live in their original places.
At this moment, dozens of soldiers in the wounded soldiers' camp are having their dressings changed.
"Hiss..." A soldier gasped from the cold pain: "Thank goodness His Highness gave us penicillin, otherwise with so many wounds and in this sweltering weather, these wounds would definitely fester and never heal."
"It's a rare stroke of luck to have escaped with my life. What I fear most is that instead of dying on the battlefield, I will be tormented to death by wounds that will never heal."
"...Greetings, Your Highness!" Suddenly, a soldier saw Gu Mu, immediately got off the bed, and knelt on the ground.
His Highness said he would personally lead the troops into battle.
It really did come.
In an instant, the soldiers, who had been growing increasingly desperate because of the war, were overjoyed.
His eyes began to shine.
It turns out they weren't cannon fodder.
It turns out that everything they did will become part of history.
His Highness's personal command of the troops proves that they have not been abandoned.
"Your Highness, we can still fight!" a slightly immature voice said.
Gu Mu looked in the direction of the voice and saw it was Wang Shiqiang, the young boy with high moral character from before.
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