C1124 The Aftermath of the Rebel War

"Black Bull, ask Fu Wendao to calculate the casualties of each unit. I want to hear it now!"

Wang Mang's eyes were deep as he looked at the corpses that had not been dragged along the plaza. Those that had fallen were his soldiers. He sighed and his body fell to the ground.

The blood in Lyu Dao's body gathered into a muddy red and black pool of blood