Looking around, there are bodies everywhere.

Blood on the ground gathered into a river, gurgling flow, has been flowing into the original Green Sky Lake.

The mountains and rivers are no longer beautiful, and the lake is no longer quiet and beautiful.

By the Bank of Tianxing lake, there are countless corpses lying on the ground, and there are rivers of blood.

"Won! We won

After a long silence, someone began to touch his face, kneel down and sob. His eyes were red and he howled loudly.

There was a lot of crying around. Many people's friends died in this terrible war.

Yes, I won

But the price is too heavy for both sides to accept.

"Count the casualties and report them to me!"

Wang Jian took a look at Hu Yannian and others who came slowly towards him and said slowly.

All of them are more or less with injuries. They are already miserable after the first World War. Looking at the surrounding scenes, they are silent.

……

President's Office.

Since the back campus is far away from the central battlefield, it is hardly affected here.

At the end of the war, most of the people who had gone to seek refuge came back.

Yes, but mostly

Some of the students fled from the beginning of taking refuge. The number is about 300. Some of them are new students who have just entered school, and some of them are old students who have been in school for a long time.

Wang Jian didn't want to criticize these people.

After all, in the eyes of many people, the power of Wuhun temple is so powerful that even if Tianxing soul teacher college is no stronger, it will not be the opponent of Wuhun temple, either for the sake of protecting life or for other reasons. They will never return.

Everyone has different ideas and decisions, but each decision may be a choice of their own life.

Wang Jian won't pursue these people, but he won't let them get involved with Tianxing soul teacher college again. As long as you have the first time, there may be many times. No one will like this existence.

But compared with this group of people, the remaining students who did not leave made him feel more gratified.

Even after the end of the war, most of the students' recognition of Tianxing soul teacher college has greatly improved. Most of them have reached 70 or above, and not a few have reached 80.

At this moment, the sky has returned to the blue color.

The dark green woods in the distant mountains are swaying slowly under the breeze. They look graceful, just like a group of dancing dancers.

It's just... The strong smell of blood still lingers in my nose. Maybe it won't fade for a long time.

"Dong Dong!"

"Come in!"

Hu Yannian came in with a statement in his hand, and his face was heavy and sad.

"Dean..."

In front of Wang Jian's body, Hu Yannian's old face was full of complexity and grief. He stretched out his hand to open the report several times, but he didn't have the courage to continue to read it.

Finally, he handed the report to Wang Jian.

After taking a deep breath, Wang Jian opens the report slowly.

"After investigation, we have injured more than 1100 people in this battle, including more than 700 guards, more than 50 tutors and more than 300 people in the four elements College of the spirit division of Tianxing."

"Fall to the highest level soul division soul Douluo, the number of two!"

"Including the head of the guard, Stu Jian, and the dean of thunder academy, Raynor!"

"Mr. situ has fallen?"

Wang Jian suddenly made a sound and his face was in a trance.

"That's right."

Hu Yannian tried to sip some pale lips, trying not to collapse.

Later, he sighed deeply and said in a soft voice: "Mr. situ was besieged by several soul fighters and several soul saints in the martial spirit hall. After fighting to kill one soul fighter and two soul saints, he unfortunately fell down..."

Wang Jian's eyes were stagnant and he continued to look after a bitter smile.

"Five of them, including Sidi, President of the Institute of higher studies of soul guide, Lu Qibin, senior researcher of Shrek Institute of higher studies, and senior tutor..."

Sidi, Lu Qibin

Two familiar names.

Sidi, this is the blacksmith Master Wang Jian himself invited back from Gengjin city. During his years in Tianxing soul Teachers College, he worked hard and led his team to conquer countless soul guiding techniques.

In this war, the soul guided weapons made by the Institute of higher learning made a great contribution.

Lu Qibin is the tutor of Tianxing soul teacher college who follows frande and others, and also the director of advanced class control department.

And this time... They're all dead.

"Director Huyan, remember!"

Hu Yannian was stunned at first, and then made an appearance of listening.

"Said the dean

"In this battle, each student who died in the battle will be given a pension of 500 soul coins, and 50 soul coins will be distributed to their families every year for ten years. If there are other people in their family who want to study in Tianxing soul teacher college, they will be given an exemption from examination, and their families will be sheltered by the college for 20 years."

"For the dead tutor, the compensation will be 700 yuan, and there will be one exam free place."

"All the students and tutors of Tianxing soul master participating in the war must be treated as soon as possible. Each student will be rewarded with 200 gold coins, 7000 credits and three first-class meritorious points. The tutor will increase this by 30%. If there are dead students or tutor's family members coming to study, they can inherit the credits and meritorious points."

"If you have a disability, if you can connect them, let Du Douluo and Tong Lao lead the students of the College of plants and herbs to sew them up. If you can't connect them, let the higher soul Guidance Institute launch the soul guidance prosthesis as soon as possible."

"All pensions on this are common to several element colleges."

"In addition, we will send a fairy grass to several colleges and a soul bone to thunder college."

Wang Jian closed his eyes and read a lot on the chair.

Hu Yannian wrote down one by one, raised his head and asked, "is there any more Dean?"

Wang Jian was silent for a moment, and said: "those who take part in the war above the level of soul saint will be rewarded with one immortal grass, while those who take part in the war above the level of soul Douluo will be rewarded with one soul bone."

"Good!"

Wang Jian continued to look, behind which were the casualties of the martial spirit hall.

"According to statistics, more than 4300 corpses were left in the battle of Wuhun hall, among which six were named as the strong of Douluo level, 29 were named as the soul Douluo level, and 13 were named as the soul Saint level..."

There are many high-end fighting forces in the hall of martial spirit, and the dead soul fighters are even more than the soul saints.

It's not easy for Title Douluo to fall. The title Douluo that fell this time was the last to explode, while soul Douluo was slaughtered by the king's sword.

Relying on the five in one integration technology and the assistance of the title Douluo field, Tianxing soul teacher college has not only stopped several times of the enemy, but also killed many more.

Although the damage of wuhundian is three times more than that of Tianxing soul teacher college, Wang Jian is not happy.

As far as the foundation is concerned, wuhundian is much better than Tianxing soul teacher college.

The martial spirit hall can even pull out a more terrifying team in an instant, but Tianxing soul teacher college can't afford to hurt any more.

At the moment, everything about the war is spreading to all sides of the mainland.