All the high-ranking Xiongnu generals held their breath, listening intently as the scribe tallying the battle casualties announced the figures.
The scribe closed his eyes and said, "The Great Zhou's death toll this time is approximately 300–400."
What?!
A bolt from the blue.
The Xiongnu general nearly snapped the scribe's neck, roaring ferociously, "You must have miscalculated!"
"We lost over 4800 warriors, while the enemy only lost a little over 300."
"The casualty ratio reached 16 to 1!"
"Even in the most dangerous siege battles, the casualty ratio was only 10 to 1."
"I'll strangle you, you bastard! You're boosting the enemy's morale while diminishing our own!"
The Xiongnu general tightened his grip, and the Xiongnu scribe's eyes rolled back.
"Enough!"
The First Khan roared, k
