"Your Majesty,"
"Here is the reorganized roster."
Zhao Feng did not hesitate and took out a scroll of silk fabric from his bosom.
Zhao Gao was about to descend.
"Minister Zhao, read it aloud," Ying Zheng said with commanding authority. "As for the more than 400,000 soldiers from Zhao, I also wish to know how many elite men were selected."
"This servant obeys the decree."
Zhao Feng unfurled the silk fabric and announced loudly, "In the battle to annihilate Zhao, our Great Qin accepted the surrender of over 410,000 Zhao soldiers. My Sharp Warriors spent a month screening them. We discharged over 160,000 men for having poor constitutions, leaving 240,000 surrendered soldiers who can be reorganized into the Penal Battalion."
"Minister Zhao, you have been diligent," Ying Zheng nodded. "How do you propose to reorganize these surrendered soldiers?"
