Three thousand Tubo vanguards, one third of them died on the spot, one third was pushed down from the Baishui River Valley, and one third was injured in various injuries of different degrees. They could only lie in a pool of thick blood like a batter and struggled to death. The moans lingered on the battlefield like an evil ghost crying, which made people feel upset when they heard it.

Yang Zhao sighed in his heart, picked up the spear of his master, and walked to the Tubo soldiers who had lost their stomachs but were unable to die for a while. He said coldly: "Everything in the world has a cause and a result. If you were not foolish to invade the territory of the Great Sui country, you would not end up like this. Remember this lesson in the next life and life, stay at home and be a sane farmer." After speaking, he raised his spear and stabbed in the eyes of the Tubo soldier. The soldier groaned and died on the spot. Finally, he didn't have to endure this endless period of time of death that seemed to be endless. For him, it might be another kind of happiness.

Zhe Da saw this scene, but he seemed to be hesitant between his eyebrows. He approached and whispered: "General, is it not appropriate to do this? Killing prisoners is not good..."

"They are not prisoners, because I did not agree to surrender." Yang Zhao raised his hand and interrupted Zhe Da's speech, saying: "Organize people to clean the battlefield. Take back all the weapons and peel off the armor on the corpse. We will use it next. If you encounter someone who can still breathe, you will send them on the road."

"General, why do you have to do this..." Yang Zhao's usual performance has no intersection with the word "cold". Suddenly, a 180-degree change came, and Zhe Da/ was quite unaccustomed to it. Although he had the style of a general, it only means that he had potential in the future. He has only been following Yang Zhao for two or three months now, and has never been alone, so he is inevitably short of things when dealing with things.

Yang Zhao naturally would not tell the truth about the killing Tao that "If you have life, you will die. How can you show good without evil? If you want to achieve the Bodhisattva path, you must first destroy the evil in the world. The smoke of killing karma passes by, and the great way remains in the heart." Naturally, Yang Zhao would not tell the truth about the killing Tao that was full of life. The other party didn't understand it after talking. The little prince shook his head, grabbed the collar of the folded coat and pulled him closer, and whispered: "Although we can win this battle, there are more than 27,000 people in the Tubo army, dozens of times ours. If we don't kill these barbarians, how can we continue to fight next?"

Zhe Da's body was shocked, and then he said respectfully: "I understand. But... we don't have to do it. These people were seriously injured and had to last a few more minutes, so they would naturally die."

"What's the difference?" Yang Zhao sighed and said, "No matter what, this killing karma is always counted on us. It's just a false way to disregard it yourself. Why bother? Besides, since they are destined to die, our Great Sui Dynasty is a benevolent and righteous teacher, so we shouldn't let them suffer more before they die."
Chapter completed!