"What?" Master Xianling fell to the ground with a sudden startle and was shocked!

Han Sanqian led his men to encircle him from behind?

How is this possible?!

Isn’t his rear Wang Yanzhi’s base camp? How could Han Sanqian suddenly come over from there?

"Where is the Lord?" Master Xianling grabbed the spy's collar and asked anxiously.

The spy was frightened and said hurriedly: "Report to the commander, the Lord and a group of senior executives have... been fled abroad."

"Bang?!"

The Master Xianling let go of the spy too suddenly, and his eyes were completely devoid of energy.

Wang Yanzhi escaped?

This also means that the battle they were bound to win was completely declared to be defeated at this time.

How could this happen? The army of Yaoshen Pavilion is in an area, even if it is divided into two to deal with the two coalition forces of Xuwu Sect and Fusu, it is completely an advantage.

Why in the end, the more crowded side were surrounded by the fewer people?!

"Master, let's retreat too, otherwise it will be too late." The spy lowered his head and said in fear.

The Master Xianling was too silent. The army on both sides was fighting, and both sides were biting tightly. How could they retreat just by saying that they could retreat? That would be impossible to retreat at all.

"Master, I don't care about so much now. The Lord is here, so we must keep the green mountains here."

"But... in the afternoon, the people in the Eternal Life Sea will come, and they will be the ones who will be attacked by then." Master Xianling said unwillingly.

Seeing success in sight, but ultimately failing. Such a state of mind is tantamount to heaven and hell!

"Master, with the current situation, Han Sanqian can reach it in less than half an hour. Not to mention afternoon, we can't hold on at noon." The spy said helplessly.

Bang!

The Master Xianling shook his body and staggered in the commander's position: "Where is the lonely city?"

"The commander Ye has three thousand disciples, but more than a thousand died. Almost all the rest were seriously injured, including the elders who followed him. After the Lord took his people away, he heard that he also ran away quietly in the chaos."

Nodded heavily, even if Master Xianling was unwilling to admit it, he knew that the situation was hopeless.

"If we withdraw at this time, how much can we protect these more than 100,000 troops?" asked Master Xianling.

"Half of the people ahead are in fierce battle and it is difficult to withdraw. If they want to retreat... maybe... maybe..." The spy looked down and dared not say anything.

Master Xianling shouted angrily and said, "Say."

"At least half of them will die at the hands of the enemy."

half!!!?

That's 70,000 to 80,000 people!

Moreover, these are the elites of the Medicine God Pavilion!

Was he just being killed in vain?

Even though he was as cruel as the Master Xianling, he could not help but feel a little pity at this time.

"withdraw!"

After a moment, Master Xianling turned cold and gave her last order!!

After more than ten minutes...

"Fuck, is that evil?"

Fu Tian, ​​who was fighting in chaos, looked at Han Sanqian leading his troops out of the rear, and couldn't help but feel surprised.

Han Sanqian asked Fu Ying, the person in charge of Tianlan Fu's family, to contact him and let him attack according to the sound of drums. Then, it would not take long to form a siege on both sides and attack the troops of the Xianling Shi Tai on the front line.

Originally, Futian really didn't take this seriously. He was simply suppressed by the Yaoshen Pavilion in the battle. If he continued to waste it, he didn't have to think too much. Therefore, he could only treat the dead horse as a living horse.

But what I knew was that a spy had just returned the reward of the Sword Master, and he didn't believe it at first, after all, the Sword Master, had always had an advantage on the battlefield.

But now, when he saw Han Sanqian lead the Fu family from Xuwu Sect and Tianlan City with his own eyes, he had to believe it.

"I heard that there is a total of more than 100,000 troops on the main business of Yaoshen Pavilion, but only 10,000 people in the Xuwu Sect, plus our Tianlan Fu family, only 30,000 people, how can they achieve such a huge difference in winning the more with less?" Next to it, an executive of the Fu family couldn't help but frown.

How could he know that this army of more than 100,000 was beaten by Han Sanqian the day before, and the next day, Han Sanqian was beaten by a group of strange beasts for tens of thousands. In the evening, Han Sanqian was attacked by Han Sanqian for only tens of thousands of times, and the remaining tens of thousands were finally attacked by Han Sanqian to scatter.

Sometimes it looks a lot, but after splitting a few times, I find that there are not many.

At this time, Fu Mei, who was in Tianhu City.

Sitting leisurely in the main hall, enjoying the comfortable life of the city lord's wife.

Although she knew that Fu Ye's coalition was fighting between the two countries, Fu Mei had little to do with her. She only cared about the result. As for how many people died or how miserable the battle was, she didn't care!

Just as he was eating, a senior executive of the family helped the family walked over quickly.

"What's the matter? So panicked?"

"There is finally a voice training ahead. We won the battle with the Medicine God Pavilion!"

Hearing the news, Fu Mei threw the fruit she was tasting and shouted excitedly: "Really?"

"Front-line military newspaper, I dare not have fakes." The senior executive.

Fu Mei laughed, patted his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Okay, good acting skills, and she looks frowning, and I almost cheated on me."

"No, there is a bad news, I want to tell you!"

Fu Mei frowned.
Chapter completed!