"Report to the Chief of Staff, a total of three thousand enemy killed, over ten thousand prisoners, including senior Ndebele leaders such as Lobengula, and six thousand firearms seized."
Lobengula was quite lucky, severely wounded but not dead, awoke as the East African troops were clearing the battlefield.
Sivert: "Quickly organize manpower, take these bodies for cremation to prevent plague. Also, bring Lobengula over."
"Yes, Chief of Staff!"
Soon, two East African soldiers carried a stretcher to Sivert, where the monarch of the Matebel Kingdom—Lobengula—lay.
Though not dead, Lobengula had five broken ribs, and considering current medical conditions, his fate was uncertain.
Sivert: "Are you the King of the Matebel Kingdom?"
Lobengula lay on the stretcher, looking at the weak young white man, replied feebly: "Yes, I am the 'King of Kings' of the Matebel Kingdom."
