On the morning of the following day, within the valleys of Falling Dragon Mountain, the battle had just ended.
Changsun Bubai, along with his three sons and his son-in-law, gathered together all of the Sui Army.
Though they had been fighting intensely since yesterday noon through the night and into this morning,
at least they had managed to repel the Tujue's offensive.
However, this battle had been excessively brutal.
"Reporting to Emperor Kaihuang, the casualties have been fully accounted for, originally there were twenty-eight thousand soldiers, among which thirteen thousand still capable of fighting. The remaining fifteen thousand have sustained serious injuries and can only rest for now."
Afterward, Changsun Bubai glanced at several powerful warriors nearby and sighed deeply.
