About this time, a whoosh came from behind, flying toward this direction.
Immediately after, the three Piaoqi in red armor, Yun Tiansheng, Liu Qing, landed here. They stepped forward quickly, saluted Chen Yuan and Qi Tian, and then reported to Chen Yuan:
"General, the battlefield has been mostly cleaned up, and the troops pursuing the enemy are returning one after another. We are still waiting for reports on the battle damage from other hilltops to be compiled. Now, what should we do with the corpses of the Beiliang cavalry?"
The Mountain-cutting Army, searching mountains and fighting demons, never considered such matters.
Upon hearing this, Chen Yuan's cold, intimidating brow and eyes softened as he thought of something, and he finally lowered his gaze, gently saying,
"Give them a proper burial. The battlefield is heartless, but soldiers have their dignity. Don't let them be exposed in the wilderness."
"Yes!"
Yun Tiansheng and the other two answered firmly, then left.
