The messenger's mind was spinning quickly, and he immediately knew that Yun Zhao was asking about how many days Xuanyuan Che had been detained.
He answered quickly.
Three days, three days.
There is no way to save him, and there is no room for maneuver.
Yun Zhao was stunned when he heard this.
"Now, I can slowly return." Yun Zhao's faint voice floated out, with almost no feeling or weight.
The generals on the side were confused after hearing this.
I just knew that Yun Zhao’s expression was wrong, so wrong.
"There is no place for us anymore, we are no longer useful."
Raising his head very slowly, Yun Zhao faced the blue sky. Tears instantly filled the man's face and wet his clothes.
"The centuries-old foundation of our Snow Saint Kingdom has been destroyed in one day, destroyed in one day..."
The long and shrill howl tore through the air and stretched into the sky.
With the rolling autumn wind, it spread throughout the entire Snow Holy Kingdom.
Hundreds of thousands of troops were all stunned.
The cold autumn wind brings chills to the bones.
A red sun hung in the sky above our heads, shining with golden light.
However, there was no temperature or warmth.
So cold, so biting.
Leading the crowd back, hundreds of thousands of soldiers followed Yun Zhao back to the capital of Snow Saint Kingdom.
However, outside the capital, there were majestic soldiers and horses, Liuchuan, and Murong Wudi, who had already been waiting here.
All fortresses have been captured.
All places are already under the banner of Tianchen.
The two armies were facing each other. Tianchen's army was magnificent, with only over 200,000 soldiers from Snow Saint. How could it be the opponent of Tianchen's 400,000-strong army?
Yun Zhao looked at the mighty soldiers and horses in front of him, his face was very pale.
It was so light that no expression could be seen.
His face was very dark.
It was so heavy that no fear could be seen.
Murong Wudi and Liuchuan, led by Tianchen, did not rush to fight.
However, in the panic of the Snow Saint Kingdom, they separated a straight line and made way for Yun Zhao.
The leaders, Murong Wudi and Liuchuan, both turned around and motioned to Yun Zhao, please.
"Your Highness, we..."
Waving his hand to interrupt the words of the deputy general beside him, Yun Zhao stopped the soldiers and horses following behind him, and rode his horse slowly toward the road that had been separated for him.