"Five hundred people?" The officials gasped and looked at the big shot.
"Yes." The big man nodded lightly and said, "Five hundred people are considered too many, but since we have dispatched so many people this time, we must kill them all and leave no one behind."
The officials nodded repeatedly, but they were still confused and clueless.
These five hundred people will definitely not be officers and soldiers, but the dead soldiers they raised.
There were more than ten people present, and even if each person sent out fifty dead soldiers, it would be absolutely fine.
But, is it really necessary
But since the adults say so, of course they have to do it.
"You can discuss it yourself on how to do it. I only want the results, not the process."
After the big man said this, he stood up and walked into the back hall with his hands behind his back.
The officials looked at the big man's leaving figure and were all surprised. No one spoke for a while.
After a while, they looked back.
"what to do?"
"What do you mean?"
"Your Excellency leaves this matter to us, what should we do?"
"Of course I will do as your Lordship tells me."
"Nonsense, of course I have to follow your orders, but what should I do specifically?"
"What should I do specifically? How do I know?" the man said angrily.
"But your lord lets us discuss it ourselves."
"Then let's discuss it. Let's talk about it and work together." Someone said in an understatement.
His words immediately aroused dissatisfaction among the officials.
"Then please tell me your opinion, brother. We are all ears."
"Haha." The man smiled, as if he didn't hear the sarcasm in everyone's tone, "I don't have any high opinion, I just think this matter is not as complicated as everyone thinks."
"It's not complicated, then come up with a simple solution!" Someone sarcastically said again.
"Your Majesty said that five hundred people will be dispatched, so let's prepare five hundred people," the man said.
"Five hundred people? You really can stand and talk without pain. Can you afford five hundred people?"
The person who spoke was the official who sent out soldiers last time and all of them died.
There was a lot of sullenness building up in his heart that had nowhere to vent, and he was very unhappy when he heard the official speak in a cold tone.
You must know that raising dead soldiers is not an easy task, and it requires a lot of energy, financial resources, and manpower.
If they didn't want to achieve great things, they wouldn't be willing to spend such money.
And the number of dead soldiers supported by each of their families was only a few dozen at most.
All the soldiers he sent out to die in the last battle died, which made him feel heartbroken and bleeding when he thought about it.
"Of course I can't send out five hundred people, but we have so many people, and each family can send out an average of fifty people, so that's no problem, right?" the man said.
"Brother Chen and I sent out a hundred men last time, but the whole army was wiped out and our vitality was severely damaged. We can't do anything this time. Now it's your turn to use your strength." The first person said.
The man nodded and looked at an official next to him.
"Okay, I'll send out sixty people. Brother Feng, what about you?"
The official surnamed Feng gritted his teeth and said, "I will also send out sixty people."
This is already the limit of the number of people he can produce.
"What about Mr. Liu?" The man looked at another official.
"I... I can't go out with that many people, only twenty-seven people at most." The official named Liu said with almost all his strength.
"Twenty-seven people. It's not easy for Mr. Liu, so just twenty-seven people." The man nodded again.