1016: C1016 Losses Are Heavy

C1016 Losses Are Heavy

Yu Zhanlong looked at Wang Xiaojian deeply, but he did not say what he was thinking.

Because, before escaping, all other thoughts were unnecessary.

"Bian Daque, you have accomplished a great deed, this general will definitely reward you well, and leave this place first. We'll talk about the rest when we get back. "

"Yes, Great General!"

Wang Xiaojian let Zhang Fei carry Yu Zhanlong, and then the three of them swiftly walked out of the Spirit-reining Sect dungeon.

It was midnight.

The thick clouds that shrouded the Desolate Spirit Mountain Range gradually dispersed, revealing the night sky.

In the night sky, the stars shone brightly.

The bright moon was like a jade plate, sweeping the silvery moonlight into the world.

On the way back, Yu Zhanlong continuously urged Zhang Fei and to be faster because he was afraid of the Devil Emperor.

But he did not know that the two people beside him were the Devil Emperor herself.

The moment he transformed, the stimulation would be sufficient to scare him to death.

An hour later, the three of them left the Desolate Spirit Mountain Range and ran into the plains under it.

Because they were afraid of the terrifying Devil Emperor.

In the Desolate Spirit Mountain Range Plains, there was no one a long time ago.

Even the villagers had run off into the distance.

The three of them headed south.

After running for over thirty li, they found two fine horses by the roadside.

This was a black horse unique to Molo Army, seemingly abandoned by the knights of Molo Country.

They were currently napping on the ground, and were immediately pulled up by Wang Xiaojian.

Wang Xiaojian rode on top of one horse and gave the other one to Zhang Fei and Yu Zhanlong.

Afterwards, the three of them rode two horses, heading towards the southern part of Huailing State.

At that time, their tens of thousands of troops came from the Nanfeng State, passed through the Northern Phoenix Province, and entered the Huailing State.

Because they had heard the news of the destruction of three hundred thousand soldiers, the highest ranking officer in the army, Luo Yuan, did not dare to bring his men to the Desolate Spirit Mountain Range and stayed in the southern part of the Huailing State.

Thus, that place was their destination.

Under the silver moonlight, two black horses were galloping.

After leaving the Desolate Spirit Mountain Range far behind, Yu Zhanlong's tense heart gradually calmed down.

At this time, he sat behind Zhang Fei, looked at Wang Xiaojian who was riding a war horse, and said: "Bian Daque, look at you, you're much younger than Chieftain of Thousand people. Why are you actually an elder brother?"

This had always been a question in Yu Zhanlong's heart.

Since it was still in the Desolate Spirit Mountain Range, he wanted to ask.

However, he didn't say anything because he was afraid of delaying the conversation.

The black-skinned warhorse was as fast as the wind.

In the midst of the galloping, Wang Xiaojian's black hair was blown straight back by the wind.

As he rode, he looked back to Yu Zhanlong and said, "Great General, that year, when Hoodlum was training at Devil Cliff Mountain, he almost died from his injuries. At that time, this subordinate was nearby gathering medicinal herbs and passed by him to save his life. We became sworn brothers. "

"Because I am grateful for saving my life, I have taken you as my brother."

Yu Zhanlong nodded.

As a great general of Molo Country, he knew of the Devil Cliff Mountain.

Because it was connected to the Azure Demon Region, the Devil Cliff Mountain was incomparably dangerous.

In the depths of the Devil Cliff Mountain, there were still many powerful Demon Kings.

Although Zhang Fei was a Martial King, it was not strange for him to be heavily injured when he met those Demon Kings.

Bian Daque was an alchemist.

In the end, he had saved a heavily injured expert while gathering medicinal herbs in the mountains. This was also very reasonable.

Yu Zhanlong looked at Zhang Fei who was walking along the road, but did not say much, and was deeply moved, then he turned to Wang Xiaojian and said: "Bian Daque, your brother is strong, but has taken you as his elder brother. It seems, your brother is also a man of character."

"That's right."

Wang Xiaojian slightly nodded, and laughed: "Great General, although Hoodlum and this subordinate are sworn brothers, we are like blood brothers. Thus, when his subordinate had decided to join the army, in order to protect his subordinate, he had followed them. In the army, us two brothers are inseparable as well. "

"So that's how it is."

Yu Zhanlong nodded again, looking at Zhang Fei who was riding on his warhorse.

This man seemed very rough, but he was very loyal.

This time, he came with Bian Daque to the dangerous Desolate Spirit Mountain Range to rescue him.

Yu Zhanlong felt that this person could also be groomed like Bian Daque.

As the horses continued to advance, Yu Zhanlong asked Wang Xiaojian a few more questions.

This included the destination they were heading to as well as the current situation of Ji Feng's army.

Wang Xiaojian explained everything he knew, from Ji Feng leading his troops to seizing the Sunset City, telling them everything that had happened.

When Wang Xiaojian said that only forty thousand of Ji Feng's subordinates remained, and most of the rest died in battle, Yu Zhanlong was even more shocked.

Immediately after, his face revealed an expression of heartache.

Yu Zhanlong was one of the three first stage generals of Molo Country.

A month ago, he had eight hundred thousand soldiers.

However, his two second rank generals, the General of the Flying Cavalry Yao Yongsheng, had suffered a crushing defeat, losing two hundred thousand troops.

General of Chariots and Cavalry Ji Feng originally had two hundred thousand troops.

And now, there were only 40,000 left.

And this time, he had suffered a huge defeat at the Spirit-reining Sect, and had nearly lost three hundred thousand troops.1

The entire army of eight hundred thousand men under his control suffered over six hundred thousand casualties in just over a month!

It was incomparably tragic!

He had lost so many men and women, but of the four princesses he had captured, not a single one had been captured.

If not for the destruction of the Green Light Sect, he would have died.

He didn't even know how to explain this to Molo Emperor.

"..."

The monologue rose from the east, and the sun rose slowly.

After walking for half the night, Wang Xiaojian and Zhang Fei finally arrived at the southern part of the Huailing State.

A military camp was stationed at the southern part of the Huailing State.

It was still early in the morning, but outside the army camp, tens of thousands of Molo Army were gathered.

They were dusty and looked as if they didn't belong in this army.

Wang Xiaojian swept his gaze across them and immediately found out their identities.

These people were all veterans who failed in their attack on Spirit-reining Sect and fled in the end.

Riding on the warhorse, Wang Xiaojian's eyes were sharp and he could still see General Who Stabilizes the South Luo Yuan in the army camp.

He brought Fourth Grade General Lin Jiang, Meng Bao and the other generals to receive their Molo Army which was covered in dust.

Seeing Luo Yuan, Lin Jiang, and how busy he was, Wang Xiaojian was slightly surprised. He did not expect to see such a scene when he returned.

But soon after, he seemed to have thought of something, and his handsome face couldn't help but reveal a smile.

This was most likely because Luo Yuan felt that there was no danger to the news of Spirit-reining Sect's extermination had spread, which was why he dared to stay here and unrestrainedly accept these Molo Army's injured people.

Otherwise, with his cowardly nature, he wouldn't dare act so brazenly even if he accepted a defeated opponent.

To Luo Yuan, accepting a cripple as his opponent could also be considered as a contribution.

Even if it was the end, the Great General Yu Zhanlong really died.

He could also use the excuse of recovering his losses and receive less punishment.

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