Now he really believed that the Heavenly Thunder had descended. If there was no Heavenly Thunder, how could these corpses be covered in iron shavings? Moreover, there was not a single piece of intact flesh on their bodies. Basically, all of them were burned. Without powerful firepower, there was no way to do this.
And the Turks were preparing to go to war with the Tang Dynasty. It was impossible for them to go to war privately.
Although the Turks usually had internal strife, Xieli was not a fool. He would not do such a thing.
As for these corpses, the Turks must have left in a hurry and did not have time to take them away.
After confirming his thoughts, he glanced at Wu Pu in front of him. "Burn these scattered corpses."
Since the Turks had left, there was no use keeping these corpses. Burn them on the spot to prevent future trouble. Otherwise, once they rotted, it would be another plague.
Wu Pu obviously understood this. He cupped his hands and said, "Yes, General."
Then he arranged for people to pile the corpses together and found some unburned cloth to wrap them up. With a light of a firework, a huge fire suddenly rose, directly reflecting half of the sky.
A gust of cold wind blew. The stench of corpses mixed with wood shavings and the smell of decay floated above the station. It was very pungent.
As Jin Sheng watched the feast, his heart was filled with mixed emotions.
He was happy that the Turks did not invade. He also had an account to give to the imperial court. At least Sheng Zhou was defended.
But he was worried about how to write the memorial.
Could he write that the Turks were attacked by a Heavenly Thunder, completely wiped out, and the rest fled back to the grassland?
Who would believe such words?
Not to mention the Emperor, even the officials of the imperial court would not believe it.
It was not easy to win the battle, but it became difficult for him to submit the memorial.
It was ridiculous.
Just as he was immersed in how to deal with the imperial court's question, Wu Pu's voice came from not far away.
"General, we found a living person."
Hearing this, Jin Sheng was shocked as if he had found a savior. "There? Where is the person? "
If there was a living person, then there was a witness. Think about it. If he reported the situation here, what if no one believed him?
Then, this witness could play a role. Once the matter was explained, he would be the first meritorious person.
Thinking of this, he was naturally overjoyed.
With a large stride, he arrived in front of Wu Pu and grabbed his shoulders, "Where is he?"
Wu Pu seemed to be in pain, smiling bitterly, "General, why don't you let me go first?"
Jin Sheng finally reacted. He smiled awkwardly and let go of his hand. "Tell me, where is he?"
"They've just been discovered. They're still buried in the sand."
Wu Pu rolled up his sleeves and waved his hand with a serious expression. "I will bring the general over."
With that, Wu Pu turned around and walked away, followed by Jin Sheng.
Two steps later, a mound of dirt appeared before their eyes. Atop this mound of dirt was a human head. This person's face was covered in metal shavings, and blood was trickling from the corner of his mouth. Even so, one could tell from this person's facial features that this person was a Turkic.
This was because the Turks were very different from the people of the Tang Dynasty. The former had a high nose bridge and large bones, while the latter had a flat nose bridge, thin bones, and smaller bodies.
Since it was confirmed that this person was a Turkic, Jin Sheng did not dare to hesitate for fear that this guy would die. He hurriedly said, "Quickly dig this person out."
After that, he seemed to feel that something was wrong, so he added, "Don't kill him. Later, we'll need to get information from him."
Now, this guy was the only surviving Turkic, which was of great significance to him.
Not only could he be a witness, but more importantly, he could get some information about the Turks from him.
Of course, this was all after he was rescued.
However, the soldiers didn't think so. They glared coldly at the Turk, wishing they could skin him alive right now.
One must know that the Turkic and the Tang Dynasty had always been mortal enemies. Almost every year, the Turkic would go south to pillage.
As long as one was a person of the Tang Dynasty, who would not hate these beasts to the bone?
Not to mention these soldiers. Some of their fathers were killed by the Turkic, some of their sons were killed by the Turkic, and even more tragically, their entire families were killed by the Turkic.
It was because of these reasons that they joined the army.
Now, they were actually asked to save a Turkic?
How was this possible?
Everyone was a little unconvinced.
Soon, someone stood up and said, "General, you can ask me to kill the Turkic, but it's impossible to save him."
"That's right. These beasts killed my father. I can't wait to kill him now."
More and more people began to shout. They raised their right arms high, and their eyes were bloodshot.
Jin Sheng had already expected such a situation. Who here did not have a deep grudge against the Turks? However, personal hatred was greater than national hatred. Only by saving the Turkic could they better understand the situation.
After thinking for a while, he said earnestly, "I know what everyone is thinking. It's nothing more than killing this Turkic to vent your hatred, right?"
"Yes …"
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