Chapter 239 : The little prince is a person even blessed by God!
If you want to take advantage of the victory and even break the city in one fell swoop, Murong Wushuang has the ability to do so
However, she doesn't want to expose her strength too much
After all, Murong Wuming is still in the hands of the Shadow King. If the Shadow King knows her abilities, God knows what he will threaten Murong Wuming for.
She doesn't want to be a weapon in the hands of others, so she should try her best to keep a low profile
"withdraw troops!"
Qingyu Changkong naturally knew the reason why not pursue the enemy. After hearing Murong Wushuang's order, he immediately ordered the troops to be withdrawn.
Soon, the large group of people carried the wounded and took the prisoners back to the camp.
In this battle, Leng Hongjie lost more than 40,000 troops, and Murong Wushuang won very beautifully.
The most important thing is that this battle has further improved her image in the minds of the soldiers.
She said there was fog, and the fog came
When the time comes, the fog is gone again
The soldiers naturally believed that their little prince was someone who even God protected him.
Follow Qingluan Hou and you will definitely win the battle!
The soldiers have good reasons to believe this
Although there were casualties, the soldiers' emotions were still very high
After all, Feng Ling Kingdom has not won such a beautiful battle for a long time
Return to the camp, arrange for military doctors to heal the injured
Murong Wushuang took Qingyu, Yeyue and the old general Yang Lu to inspect the camp for a while, then returned to the main tent and continued to discuss good strategies for siege.
Just as the map was spread out here, I was studying countermeasures, and suddenly there was an urgent sound of horse hooves outside.
Immediately afterwards, the curtain was lifted open, and Ma Hu was covered in messy hair and covered in blood. He rushed in with his left arm that was still bleeding.
Seeing that he was so embarrassed, everyone guessed that something was wrong
Changkong Qingyu and Yeyue were busy coming to him, holding his arm, and trying to help him towards the chair
"What happened?!" Murong Wushuang asked in a deep voice.
"Back to the prince!"
Ma Hu dared to sit down and forced himself to walk to the table
"Our grain truck was robbed!"
The grain truck was robbed?!
After hearing this, Murong Wushuang couldn't help but look tall and raised his eyebrows.