Finally won!

But it was also a tragic victory!

Feng Lang looked at the tragic scene of corpses everywhere on the battlefield, and the exhausted soldiers who were lying in the pile of corpses, but their brows were still frowning but still not let go, and they seemed a little worried.

"What's wrong? Are you still unhappy if you win?" The Shura Patriarch walked from a distance. Compared to Fenglang's frown, the Shura Patriarch was a little energetic.

This time, the complete annihilation of the Heavenly Court army, especially the complete annihilation of the Zhenwu Dao Army and Wuyi, is of great significance, which is equivalent to cutting off one of the arms of the Heavenly Court. Even if there are 300,000 reinforcements from the Heavenly Court behind, Shura Ancestor is not worried at all. Without Wuyi and Zhenwu Dao Army, even if the Heavenly Court army has 300,000 people, it will not be threatening to Yezhou. It can be said that Yezhou will no longer have to worry in a short period of time.

If the Shura Patriarch knew that the Tianhe Army was also annihilated, he would definitely be happier, which would be equivalent to removing the Tianting arm for one day. However, although the Tianhe Army in Guanzhou was destroyed, there was still Marshal Tianpeng there, and the situation was still in a controllable range, unlike the Tianting in Yezhou that completely failed.

"What's there to be happy about? It's better to be prepared or not. The 100,000 cavalry raids still attacked like this, with less than 50,000 people left, and only 10,500 people still have the power to fight. What's so happy about this?" Feng Lang said coldly.

"I think I should be glad that if the raid was not successful and the consequences would be very unbearable."

Upon hearing this, the old ancestor Shura nodded. When he recalled the scene last night, he still felt a little scared. The army of Heaven is indeed elite, even the tired army is very difficult. It was fine before, but it was not very good when the army of Heaven comes back to its senses. The army of Heaven is fully utilized, entangling the raided cavalry and exerting the advantage of the large population. Every step forward of the army is particularly difficult, that is, at that time the casualties begin to intensify...

Especially later, after learning that Wu Yi died, some of the Heavenly Court army launched a counterattack with suicide attacks, especially the sad soldiers of some Zhenwu Taoist Army led by Wang Ping, who almost broke through the iron cavalry. If Feng Lang had not killed Wang Ping in time and completely defeated the remaining Zhenwu Taoist Army, the consequences of this raid would have been difficult to determine, and it might be possible that both sides would suffer.

However, the current situation is not much better than the loss-making. The 100,000 Iron Cavalry battle is halfway, and the rest are all injured. If you want to restore your combat effectiveness, you have to cultivate well for a period of time. In addition, the subsequent 300,000 Heavenly Court army, even if Feng Lang wins this battle, he can only barely maintain the situation. It is probably impossible to reinforce other places.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Feng Lang suddenly started to cough violently, coughing very fiercely. Judging from his posture, he almost coughed out his lungs.

"Are you okay?" The Shura ancestor looked at Feng Lang with a hint of worry.

For a long time, the cooperation between the two sides of Yezhou has gradually developed friendship. For the disdain of the Wind Wolf Shura ancestor from the beginning to the attention, fear, and recognition of the later ones, the two really developed friendship. If it weren't for this, the strong man in the Ninth Heaven of the Shura ancestor, the half-step Dao would not have listened to Feng Lang so much. It can be described by words and tricks, which surprised many people, including the Xuehai Shura clan.

Although he won last night, as Feng Lang said, it was a terrible victory. Not only did the army suffer heavy casualties, but many masters of the Demon Clan and the Blood Sea Shura Clan also fell one after another, with huge losses. Even a commander like Feng Lang was not much better. In order to kill Wang Ping, Feng Lang took the lead. He suffered heavy injuries in this, and his body and soul were seriously injured.

"It's okay, it's just a little bit of injury, it's not bad." Feng Lang finally stopped his cough and said with a little unstable breath.

When the Shura ancestor saw Feng Lang's situation, he said with a serious expression: "It's better not to be careless. Your physical body is damaged quite a lot, almost hurting the origin. But this is not the most troublesome. The most troublesome thing is that Wang Ping brought the last blow with the military force, which caused your soul to suffer a significant damage. If you are not careful, the least you will have no progress in your cultivation, and the worst will leave sequelae, and even your cultivation will be regressed."

Feng Lang nodded. Even though he recalled Wang Ping's last blow last night, he was a little scared even with his courage. Really, at that moment, he almost felt the threat of death and horror surrounding him, and almost stayed forever last night.

"I know, when I return to the master, I will go into seclusion and recuperate. At that time, it will be up to you." Feng Lang reluctantly curled his lips to the Asura Ancestor, trying to smile but found that he seemed to have not smiled for a long time, and almost forgot how he smiled.

The Shura Patriarch patted Feng Lang on the shoulder and said comfortingly: "It's okay, other aspects are not good. I have learned a little after being with you for so long. At that time, I can't hold on to you. See how those people in the Heavenly Court can do me."

The Shura Patriarch was very self-aware. Even though he had experienced so many wars, he was still not capable of really playing the war. But it didn't matter. It was okay to be careful and defend him. In addition, the next number of generals could always drag Fenglang out of seclusion.

Feng Lang looked at the Shura Ancestor nodded. He now knew the temperament of Shura Ancestor. He was a person who would not suffer a great loss.

"Then clean up the battlefield as soon as possible. The reinforcements from the Heavenly Court are no longer far from here. Don't be caught off guard by them. That would be a big joke." Feng Lang said. He was good at sneak attacks and had always been strictly vigilant about counter sneak attacks.

"Don't worry, it won't delay much time. You can leave around noon today." said Shura Zu.

Feng Lang was injured, and he had to take care of more things. Fortunately, the people below have experienced the hardships of the battlefield. There is no need for Shura Ancestor to spend much effort, just need to take charge.

"That's good." Feng Lang nodded and stopped talking.
Chapter completed!