Chapter 545: Chapter 238: Decisive Victory, Reprimand, Hou Tong’s Plan (Part 2)
When Luo Yuan reported, his tone was very calm, but even so, most people showed a slight hint of pride on their faces upon hearing these figures.
Clearly, they were extremely satisfied with this achievement.
Only Luo Yuan himself and the Cold Resistance Level individuals around him seemed to notice something. They looked up and saw Xia Chuan’s somber expression, immediately standing up straight and not daring to show any emotion.
"Only 28 died, and you’re all satisfied, right?"
Xia Chuan’s question, full of anger, caused everyone to pause slightly.
With 42 casualties and nearly 800 enemies killed, including a good number in the Earth-digging Realm, and capturing the entire Camp Wushuang, it was an indisputable great victory. What was there to be dissatisfied about?
"Thirty Intermediate Hunting Teams, 1,500 people, with about three times the number advantage in the Earth-digging Realm. With Great Xia’s smithing expertise, your Ten-forged Weapons are surely stronger than theirs. The Thunder Kui Iron Armor you’re wearing is better than the ordinary Iron Armor worn by the Wushuang. You all admit these three points, right?"
Upon hearing Xia Chuan’s words, people vaguely realized something, and as their minds started to cool down, they gradually withdrew the pride from their faces.
"Number, weapons, armor—you were superior in every aspect. There were also ten Cold Resistance Level helping you break through the gates, and even after you breached, most of the Wushuang hadn’t reacted yet. In such a situation where you had every advantage, you still needed seven Cold Resistance Level to help, and in the end, 42 were killed or wounded. Do you really think this great victory is glorious?"
When Xia Chuan’s words fell, all the ten Cold Resistance Level including Luo Yuan and the twenty people behind them lowered their heads, showing a hint of shame on their faces.
"Forty-two casualties are, of course, not many, but you must understand, tonight, over 800 Wushuang in the Earth-digging Realm were not present. The camp only had one Cold Resistance Level, and he didn’t attack any of you. In such a scenario, 42 casualties—if attacking a normal large camp, how many times would this number multiply?"
"These thirty Intermediate Hunting Teams are currently the absolute elite of Great Xia. Even such a favorable battle, catching the enemy unprepared, turns out like this. In the upcoming Pingxi Plain battle, I fear not many of you will return to Xia City alive!"
"Remember, Wushuang in Pingxi Plain is just an ordinary camp. The strongest here are Long Mountain and Zhaoyang. I’m unclear about Zhaoyang, but Long Mountain has a Longyou Army. With the way you just attacked Wushuang, if you really run into this army, what will be the result? You can think for yourselves!"
Hearing Xia Chuan’s increasingly profound admonitions, the faces of the people showed more and more seriousness, along with a hint of shame.
"Considering this was your first large-scale battle, I deliberately chose an opponent whose strength wasn’t high. But after watching the entire battle, I have to say, your performance was very disappointing..."
Xia Chuan paused, pointing at the ordinary Hunting Team members still busy: "I won’t say much about them. On regular days, when hunting Cold Beast, they follow your lead, and it’s the same on the battlefield. But you, what were you just doing?"
"Relying on slightly stronger power, charging recklessly, disregarding your team members, leaving them to fight individually, without any strategy, just a disorganized mob.
You really think the 42 losses in battle were achieved solely by yourselves?
In this battle, you had every advantage. My original plan was for the seven Cold Resistance Level to only break the gates, leaving the rest to you.
If I couldn’t stand it and hadn’t let them intervene sooner, your battle losses would have at least been three to five times higher!"
At this, not only did all thirty standing in front of Xia Chuan show signs of being shocked, but even the ordinary members of the Great Xia Hunting Team at the back showed shame on their faces.
Among the crowd, Hong Mu, even more so, lowered his head in shame.
Xia Chuan spoke of those who only know how to charge blindly, not only the thirty captains, but nine out of ten ordinary Hunting Team members were like this, and he himself was one of them.
He had just charged excitedly, putting himself in danger. If it weren’t for his father Hong Gang’s timely intervention, he would very likely have become the 43rd casualty.
"What, just because you have the title of a Hunting Team captain, you only care about hunting and not about fighting with other camps? On the battlefield, you rely solely on personal skill, is that right?"
Xia Chuan’s voice was sonorous and powerful, as if questioning everyone.
"In any fight, whether it’s Cold Beast, monstrosities, or humans, they are all enemies that can take your life. The reason for establishing so many small teams was to make you understand the importance of division of labor, collaboration, and coordination. In my view, the casualties of 42 people today were entirely caused by your negligence and carelessness.
In the foreseeable future, battles in Pingxi Plain won’t be few. If in the next major battle, you’re still like this, there’s no need for Great Xia to stay in Pingxi Plain. I’ll immediately take you all back to Xia City and come back when you’re ready next time!"
Xia Chuan paused briefly, speaking seriously: "Just so you know, our leader once said that the population is Great Xia’s most precious wealth, especially you Hunting Teams’ members in the Earth-digging Realm. Losing even one is a significant loss for the camp. Rather than risking your lives for territory, it’s better to stay in Xia City until you’re powerful enough to come back."