C389 His Soul Has yet to Return

War itself is ruthless, 1.6 million living beings die in a day.

On the main road outside the capital, corpses piled up like mountains.

The heavy rain finally stopped.

"Great Minister of War, how should we deal with these corpses?" A man wearing armor came to ask for instructions.

"When a man dies, his Dao will be destroyed, and his body will no longer have any meaning