After all, although many people died on the battlefield, after each battle, both the enemy and us will find ways to collect the bodies of their own soldiers, and they will also collect the bodies of their enemy soldiers and write them in the military newspaper, saying that they will suppress 30,000 enemies, etc., as a good news to send them back to their own country...

Then find a place to burn the enemy's corpses in a fire.

The soldiers who died in their country would choose places to hold ceremonies, and then burned them into ashes one by one and sent them back to their hometown...

It is said that this way of dealing with corpses on the battlefield was stipulated by the Saint, and no country shall violate it.

However, when the war reached a heightened point, thousands of people died in every war. It took a lot of manpower to burn or buried corpses, so there were often lazy people. Even if the corpses of those soldiers who died in battle were missing from thirty or fifty pieces, no one could see anything...

Gu Xijiu also checked the military newspapers from Emperor Xuan. In the past six months, Feixing Kingdom still lost less and won more. He killed a total of 123,870 people from the other side, while Feixing Kingdom suffered 56,352 people from the other side...

Of course, these are all official data, and there should be more.

Most of these corpses were burned to ashes, but if dozens or even hundreds of corpses were missing in these battles every time, it would be impossible to detect them at all...

Thousands of dead puppets will not cause a devastating disaster. However, if the general responsible for burning enemy corpses is controlled by Long Fan, then the number of dead puppets that may be made this time will probably be terrifying!

Thinking of this, Gu Xijiu broke out in a cold sweat!

I hope she guessed wrong!

The car was moving quickly. She lifted the curtain and looked out at the sky. It was already dusk, and the sunset in the sky was burning red half the sky. The sun was already half floating and half sinking in the sky. It was about to roll down the mountain, and it seemed to be quiet and peaceful.

But on the other side of the sky, thick clouds were piled up in layers, half gray and half dark, faintly ominous, as if a blizzard was about to come.

This place is not far from the place where both sides fight.

After all, it was a place where too many people had died, and the air here seemed to be much colder than other places. The cold wind blew by, with a whimpering sound like a ghost crying.

Suddenly she seemed to notice something and looked down.

Below is a wilderness, with dead trees, snow, hillsides, and weeds all vividly. When you look at it suddenly, you can't see anything unusual.

But in the southeast corner of the wilderness, something doesn't look right—

Originally, the car was about to pass by here in an instant, but Gu Xijiu suddenly said, "Stop!"

Mudian outside grabbed the flying lion: "What?"

Gu Xijiu jumped directly outside the carriage and pointed to the southeast corner: "Can you see what's wrong with it?"

Mudian looked down and saw that there was a vast white area, like a thick snow. He raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

Gu Xijiu said: "Look at other places, dead trees, weeds, and rocks, dotted them, but the snow in that place was too even, there were no weeds or rocks at all, it was so big--"

Mu Ding took a few glances and felt a little moved. There was something wrong with that place! It shouldn't be so flat in the terrain, it seemed like a trick to see!

He has been with the Saint Lord for many years, and his real ability is higher than that of Long Siye and the others, and he has more knowledge and knowledge. He secretly uses his eyes to look over, and even sees a faint evil spirit.
Chapter completed!