Chapter 1464: Battle Damage

After the Longyan army sounded the gongs to withdraw.

Boerniefu let out a sigh of relief, looking with lingering fear at the nearly irreparable walls of Poland City and the corpses that met his eyes.

The majority were corpses of the Russian Army.

He wondered, if the Longyan army had continued their fierce assault just a moment longer, would Poland City have fallen?

If the reinforcements had not arrived suddenly, would Poland City have fallen?

In the end, after Boerniefu's earnest reflection and analysis, he arrived at an answer that left him dumbfounded.

Regardless of which scenario, Poland City would have fallen; the only difference was that in the former, the Longyan army and the Ottoman Army would have paid a greater price.

"General, the casualty count has been tallied."

Boerniefu did not speak, listening quietly to the guard's report.

"Total force deployed was 100,000, with a total of 36,000 killed, 8,000 severely wounded, and 15,000 lightly wounded."

Hearing this report, Boerniefu's expression gradually turned cold, his own blood feeling as if it were slowly freezing; the garrisoned army was 100,000.

Only 80,000 actually engaged in battle, while the remaining 20,000 were used by him as an ambush in case the Longyan army broke through the city walls and entered.

This surprise attack caused the Russian Army to lose nearly half of its combat strength.

Boerniefu asked emotionlessly: "How many men did the Longyan army lose?"

The reporting Tsarist Russian Guard paused and did not speak.

"Speak!"

Boerniefu roared, the air radiating a hidden murderous aura, and the Tsarist Russian Guard knelt on one knee and lowered his head.

"The Longyan army's deployed strength is unknown, but we only found fewer than 5,000."

Hearing this, Boerniefu's face sank, the heavy air making it hard to breathe.

His face turned deathly pale; 5,000, only 5,000.

They lost nearly half their strength, yet only killed 5,000 of the enemy!

The Tsarist Russian Guard continued in a low voice: "This is the combined casualty total for both the Longyan army and the Ottoman Army; if we only count the Longyan army's casualties,"

"it is merely 1,000!"

Boerniefu let out a muffled sound, countless emotions surging into his brain, but his mind went blank, and his expression suddenly stiffened...

*Puff! *

A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out, Boerniefu's vision went black, his legs went weak, and he nearly collapsed; he looked at the dead Russian Army soldiers outside Poland City and those pitifully few Longyan army soldiers.

A thought lingered in his mind for a long time.

They lost nearly half their combat strength, and while the number of Longyan troops was unknown, they had only lost a fraction.

This was a casualty ratio of nearly fifty to one.

The Tsarist Russian Guard beside him supported him; he gasped for air, his eyes having long since lost their luster.

He glanced at the Tsarist Russian Guard and found him opening his mouth, wanting to say something, but every time the words reached his lips, he could not get them out.

Boerniefu took two heavy breaths and said: "What else is there? Tell me quickly!"

The Tsarist Russian Guard looked at Boerniefu, seeing the general's trembling state, and hesitated, unable to bear it.

"Speak!" Boerniefu said weakly.

The Tsarist Russian Guard gritted his teeth and said cruelly: "General, we have word on the soldiers we had in ambush."

"The 10,000 ambush troops were all killed, with no survivors; when they died, they did not put up much resistance, looking as if they had died in their sleep."

Hearing this news, Boerniefu's brain felt like it was exploding; 10,000 elite troops were gone just like that without much resistance.

Had they encountered ghosts!

A powerful shock erupted in his mind, Boerniefu's vision went black, and the moment before he lost consciousness, he had only one thought: are the Longyan people human or ghosts?

The Longyan army camp.

It was not far from the battlefield, and the terrain here was mostly flat; if the Russian

Army launched an attack, it would be very fast.

It would not even give the Longyan army any time to react.

A single surprise attack could cause the Longyan army heavy losses.

Judging by that cavalry unit from the Russian Army today, they indeed had that capability.

But Prince Yong and Hamid were not panicked at all.

Within a 150-meter radius around the camp, Landmines had long been buried and minefields laid; if the Russian Army dared to come, they would definitely ensure they never returned.

Prince Yong and Hamid were in the military tent, looking at the map that had been drawn long ago.

The Ottoman Army often came to this area, both to scout and to map the surrounding terrain.

Some of the scenes inside Poland City had even been mapped.

Hamid looked at Prince Yong and praised: "Our losses were not heavy this time; we owe it all to the Longyan Special Forces."

Prince Yong waved his hand modestly.

The Longyan Special Forces were a unit that had undergone special training; they were few in number, but they were elusive and possessed extremely strong mobility and attack power.

This time, it was thanks to this unit that they discovered the ambush left by the Russian Army here during their reconnaissance.

A total of 10,000 elite troops.

If they had attacked according to normal tactics, it would have been very difficult to wipe out these 10,000 men.

It would have been almost impossible not to make some noise, and this unit of 10,000 was not very far from Poland City.

Any slight disturbance could have attracted Russian Army reinforcements.

To ensure they could wipe out these ambushers silently, the Longyan army dispatched 1,000 Special Forces to lead the charge.

Under the cover of these Special Forces, the Longyan Army and other units of the Ottoman Army successfully snuck into the center of the Russian Army's positions.

Close-quarters combat meant that these Russian Army troops did not even have time to fire a single shot before they had completely lost their lives.

This silent battle did not last long, only a short hour.

Under the cover of the Longyan Special Forces, the Longyan Army very easily wiped out these Russian Army elites who were still in their sleep.

"Although the role of our Longyan Special Forces is significant, their utility is extremely limited when it comes to actually going into battle to kill the enemy," Prince Yong said softly.

Hamid, however, disagreed; he put his arm around Prince Yong's shoulder and laughed heartily, "Prince Yong, you are being a bit ungrateful here."

"Such troops were never meant for frontal combat, given how strong their individual combat capabilities are."

"They are suited for things outside the frontal battlefield: sabotage behind enemy lines, acting as Scouts, assassinations..."

Prince Yong smiled and did not respond.

Hamid was very envious of such a unit; if he had such a unit, he, the monarch of the Ottoman Empire, could monitor his ministers and his subjects at all times.

He had to find a Method to get Longyan to help him train a unit like this.

The Ottoman Empire was no longer what it once was; although a large number of Factories had been built and the industrial level was extremely advanced, the masses below were becoming increasingly scarce, and there was a labor shortage.

And those wealthy merchants always had various excuses to keep their money abroad.

That it was not within the Ottoman country made Hamid somewhat annoyed, yet he was helpless.

Their country now needed such a unit to help him monitor the officials and monitor those wealthy merchants.

Hamid looked at Prince Yong with a complex expression.