"Great King."
"This is the register of the reorganized troops."
Zhao Feng did not hesitate, taking out a cloth manuscript from his bosom.
Zhao Gao was about to step down.
"Minister Zhao, read it aloud directly."
"Over four hundred thousand Zhao Jun; I wish to know how many elite soldiers were selected." Ying Zheng spoke in a commanding tone.
"I receive Your command."
Zhao Feng opened the cloth and proclaimed loudly: "In the campaign to destroy Zhao, Qin accepted the surrender of over four hundred and eleven thousand Zhao soldiers. Leading my elite troops, I spent a month selecting, removing more than one hundred and sixty thousand individuals of poor constitution; the remaining two hundred and forty thousand surrendered troops can all be reorganized into the Penal Battalion."
"Minister Zhao has applied himself." Ying Zheng nodded: "For these surrendered troops, how does Minister Zhao intend to reorganize them?"
"I propose—"
