"Sect master, the statistics are out. This time, we have lost 3865 men. All of them have died in battle. There are also more than 1300 people who are seriously injured. We have already arranged for them to be treated." At this time, Chang Jun walked to Zhao Hai's side and spoke to him. The losses they had suffered this time were not small. They had lost more than 5000 people in one go. This loss really made his heart ache. Although more than 1000 of them were only injured and not dead, Chang Jun knew very well that those people would not be able to join the battle in a short time.
&Quot; that's right. &Quot; Zhao Hai nodded and said in a deep voice, " the losses this time are indeed not small. Can you calculate how many people entered the gray fog and died in the end? " Zhao Hai really wanted to know how many of those who entered the gray fog came out alive.
