Chapter 2169: Fu Mei Knows Three Thousand Identity
Chapter 2169: Fumei knows Sanqian’s identity
"What?" The spiritual master dropped the map to the ground with such force that he was completely shocked!
Han Sanqian led his men to outflank him from behind?
How is this possible?!
Isn't Wang Xuuzhi's base camp in his rear? How could Han Sanqian suddenly outflank him from there?
"Where is the Lord?" Master Tai grabbed the spies' collar and asked urgently.
The spy was so frightened that he hurriedly said: "Inform the commander-in-chief that the lord and a group of senior executives have...already escaped."
"Bang?!"
The spiritual master let go of the spy too fiercely, and his eyes were dull.
Did Wang Huanzhi escape?
This also means that the battle that they were originally bound to win was completely declared a failure at this time.
How could this happen? It is clear that Yaoshen Pavilion's army is pressing down on the territory, so even if it is divided into two to deal with the allied forces of the Wushu Sect and Fusu, it will still be an advantage.
Why in the end, the party with more people was outflanked by those with fewer people?!
"Master Tai, let's withdraw too, otherwise it will be too late." The spy lowered his head and said in fear.
The Schering Master was too silent. The armies on both sides were fighting, and the two sides were very close to each other. How could they withdraw at the drop of a hat? There was no way they could withdraw.
"Master Tai, you don't have to worry about so much now. The Lord is already here, and we must keep Qingshan here."
"But... in the afternoon, the people from the Sea of Eternal Life will arrive in the afternoon, and they will be the ones who will be attacked by that time." The Master of the Spirit said unwillingly.
Seeing success in sight, but falling short in the end, such a state of mind is tantamount to heaven and hell!
"Master Tai, given the current situation, Han Sanqian can be killed in less than half an hour. Let alone the afternoon, we won't be able to hold on at noon." The spy said helplessly.
Bang!
Master Xianling shook his body and staggered to sit on the commanding position: "Where is the lonely city?"
"General Ye had three thousand disciples, but more than a thousand of them died, and almost all of the remaining ones were seriously injured, including several elders who followed him. After the Lord led his people away, I heard that he also took advantage of the chaos and ran away quietly."
Nodding heavily, Master Xianling knew that the situation was over, even if she was unwilling to admit it.
"If we withdraw at this time, how many of these hundreds of thousands of troops can we protect?" Master Schenling asked.
"Half of the people in the front are caught in a fierce battle and it is difficult to escape. If we want to withdraw... maybe... maybe..." The spy lowered his head and did not dare to say anything.
The spiritual master 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 Yaoshen Pavilion!
Was he just tricked and killed in vain?
Even if he is as ruthless as the ancestors, he can't help but feel a trace of pity in his heart at this time.
"withdraw!"
After a moment, Master Xianling's face turned cold and she gave her final order!!
Ten minutes later...
"Damn it, is it really that evil?"
Futian, who was fighting in the chaos, watched Han Sanqian leading his troops from the rear, and couldn't help but be filled with surprise.
Han Sanqian asked Fuying, the person in charge of Tianlan Fujia, to contact him and ask him to attack according to the sound of drums. It wouldn't take long for them to form an encirclement on both sides and beat up the troops of Master Xianling on the front line.
Originally, Futian really didn't take this seriously. He was simply suppressed by the Yaoshen Pavilion in terms of battle situation. If he continued to use up the force, he didn't need to think too much about the outcome. Therefore, he could only regard a dead horse as a living horse.
medical.
But what he didn't know was that a spy had just reported that Master Schering had withdrawn. He didn't believe it at first. After all, Master Schering had always had the advantage on the battlefield.
But now, when he saw Han Sanqian leading the Fu family from Wuwu Sect and Tianlan City with his own eyes, he had no choice but to believe it.
"The main camp of Yaoshen Pavilion is said to have an army of hundreds of thousands. The Wushu Sect only has 10,000 troops. In addition, our Tianlan family supports only 30,000 people. How can they achieve such a huge difference and defeat more with less?"
?" Next to him, a senior executive of Fujia frowned involuntarily.
How did he know that some of the hundreds of thousands of troops were defeated by Han Sanqian on the first day, and tens of thousands were defeated by Han Sanqian with a group of strange beasts the next day, and only a few were defeated by Han Sanqian in the evening.
Thousands, and the remaining tens of thousands were eventually beaten to pieces by Han Sanqian.
Sometimes it seems like a lot, but after splitting it several times, you realize that it doesn't seem to be much.
At this time, Fu Mei was in Tianhu City.
He was sitting leisurely in the main hall, enjoying the comfortable life of the city lord's wife.
Although she knew that the Fuye coalition was engaged in a diplomatic war, for Fu Mei, it 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!
While I was eating, a senior executive of Fujia walked over quickly.
"What's going on? Are you in such a panic?"
"Finally we have Yin Xun ahead. We won the battle with Yaoshen Pavilion!"
After hearing the news, Fu Mei dropped the fruit she was tasting and shouted excitedly: "Really?"
"Frontline military reports don't dare to be false," the senior executive said.
Fu Mei laughed, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Okay, your acting skills are good, and you almost deceived me with that sad look on your face."
"No, I have some bad news that I want to tell you!"
Fu Mei frowned.
Immediately afterwards, the executive leaned into Fu Mei's ear and said a few words. Fu Mei was stunned and couldn't help blurting out: "What? Han... Han Sanqian?"
