Chapter 141 Slave Army

Two and a half hours later, the 300,000 troops gathered by Rongdi were slaughtered like cattle and sheep, and nearly 250,000 of them were slaughtered like cattle and sheep.

The remaining 50,000 knelt on the ground as prisoners in blood and fear.

They were already scared and their wills were broken. At this moment, seeing the army of Sheng Huaian's subordinates, their bodies trembled instinctively and they dared not resist at all.

On this grassland, there was a real river of blood and the bloody aura rushed to the sky.

The ground was full of corpses. This was the last elite foundation and backbone of the Rongdi tribe, which was completely destroyed here.

The soldiers under Sheng Huaian's subordinates had terrifying murderous aura in their eyes, which was naturally condensed after too much killing.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Sheng Huaian's subordinates had almost no casualties, except for a few soldiers who killed too many enemies and their knuckles were cracked.

"Wansheng!"

"The general is invincible, Wansheng!"

Sheng Huaian's subordinates raised their knives and shouted, and their voices shook the sky.

An army of 12,000 killed 250,000 enemies and captured 50,000 people. A great victory of 12,000 against 300,000 elite Rongdi soldiers. This kind of record has never been seen in a thousand years.

Of course, the exaggerated record of this battle was entirely dependent on Sheng Huaian. If it were not for Sheng Huaian suppressing the Rongdi army, they would have been the ones to die with 12,000 people facing 300,000 elite troops, unless they were 12,000 heavily armored cavalry.

Sheng Huaian looked at the pile of corpses with a fierce face, and his body was scarlet.

After killing the 300,000 elite Rongdi soldiers, Rongdi would no longer be able to move south for at least a hundred years.

Not to mention that the Rongdi tribes they wiped out in the past few days were so badly injured that they could not recover for decades.

"Ten thousand wins!" Sheng Huaian also shouted.

At this moment, they were enjoying the joy of victory.

After gathering more than 200,000 war horses, Sheng Huaian's troops left the place, leaving only the corpses on the ground, telling the cruelty of the war.

The corpses were exposed on the grassland, and no one collected them. The terrifying bloody aura made vultures, hawks, and wild wolves dare not eat the corpses.

As for whether there would be an epidemic, or whether evil things such as corpse evil and undead zombies would be bred, it was not within Sheng Huaian's consideration at all.

The army was mighty, with 15,000 Hexi troops, 50,000 prisoners, more than 200,000 war horses and countless other spoils of war such as cattle and sheep. Sheng Huaian only lamented that he had too few soldiers.

In the evening, the army set up camp by a river.

"General, what should we do with so many prisoners?" Hu Bing asked.

In fact, they could not take so many prisoners when they went deep into the grassland. This not only required soldiers to guard the prisoners, but also to guard against sudden riots of these prisoners.

Sheng Huaian originally intended to take these captives back as slaves, build cities, and then send them to the inland to do hard labor as slaves.

But it is indeed inappropriate to bring so many captives now.

Killing these 50,000 captives can get 50,000 killing points, but Sheng Huaian is not very willing to kill these captives.

Just as Sheng Huaian was thinking, Zhou Yuan said:

"Otherwise, try to transform these captives into slaves."

Hearing Zhou Yuan's proposal, Sheng Huaian's eyes suddenly lit up. This idea is very good.

"Yes, turning these captives into slaves will give us 50,000 more soldiers to fight."

"But how to transform these Rongdi people into slaves?" Sheng Huaian said.

He really has no means to transform these Rongdi captives into slaves.

"Hehe!!"

I only heard Zhou Yuan chuckle and said, "General, leave it to me."

Hu Bing looked at Zhou Yuan's expression and thought to himself that these Rongdi captives were in trouble.