The two sides fought fiercely on the sea for an hour, and the battlefield was extremely cruel.
More than 8,000 sea tribesmen and more than 10,000 seabirds were killed by the demon tribe soldiers and turned into pieces of flesh and blood scattered in the sea.
The sea water covering a radius of 30,000 miles was dyed a deep red color.
The casualties suffered by the demon clan soldiers can only be described as horrific.
Of the fifteen thousand soldiers, tens of thousands died on the spot, turning into flesh and blood and falling into the sea.
Nine of the fifteen divine ships were destroyed, and all of them turned into scrap metal and fell into the depths of the sea.
The five thousand surviving demon clan soldiers were all covered in blood, scarred, and very weak.
These soldiers have all reached the end of their strength, and even the two divine generals Long Xiang and Mu Yu are like bloody men, with wounds all over their bodies.
After all, they were the ones leading the charge and were at the forefront of the battlefield.
Now that the matter has come to this, if the entanglement continues, the five thousand surviving Monster Clan soldiers will definitely be slaughtered by the 30,000 Hai Clan army.
Long Xiang and Mu Yu are bloody and brave enough to fight, but they are not stubborn and pedantic people.
Of course they knew that the situation was over, the situation was over, and there was no way back.
And all they could do was to take the surviving five thousand soldiers and try their best to escape.
Only by surviving can there be hope of revenge.
Not only to take revenge on the Sea Clan, but also to take revenge on that bastard who colluded with the Sea Clan and did whatever it takes to eliminate dissidents!
"Retreat! Retreat!"
Long Xiang and Mu Yu took a thousand soldiers who were looking forward to death, and stood behind the other four thousand soldiers, covering them to board the divine ship and escape from the battlefield.
In this short period of a hundred breaths, a thousand soldiers were all sacrificed and perished in the sea.
Even Mu Yu fought bloody battles to the end to stop more than a dozen Sea Clan God-Kings, and was killed by the combined forces of many Sea Clan God-Kings.
He was bombarded to pieces, and a shower of blood splattered over the battlefield.
Even his godhood was shattered by those sea god kings and completely perished.
Before he died, he did not forget to shout to Long Xiang: "No matter what, you must take everyone back!
You must live. Only by surviving can you avenge us!"
Mu Yu's hoarse shouts echoed in Long Xiang's mind.
He could completely feel how sad, angry and desperate Mu Yu felt in her heart at the moment before she died.
Therefore, he must lead the surviving soldiers to escape back to Tianlong Continent at all costs.
However, the four thousand surviving soldiers were all injured and their strength was greatly weakened.
Even though they controlled five divine ships and tried their best to escape, their speed was still not as good as expected.
The five divine ships had just escaped a million miles away before they were stopped by the pursuing Hai Clan army.
More than 30,000 sea tribe troops spread out in all directions, forming an encirclement of a radius of 20,000 miles above the sea.
Even if five divine ships go to the sky and enter the sea, they cannot escape the encirclement of the Hai Clan army.
As we watched, the encirclement of the Hai Clan army was gradually shrinking. The five divine ships were attacked by many magical arts. Their movements became slower and slower, and the surface of the divine ships became riddled with holes.
Long Xiang and the soldiers fought back desperately, charging with all their strength several times, but failed to break through the encirclement.
Looking at the Sea Clan army getting closer and closer, and looking at the overwhelming brilliance of divine magic, everyone felt pessimistic and desperate.
Long Xiang's eyes also became dim, and his heart was extremely filled with grief and anger. He couldn't help but roared: "Emperor Master! I, General Mu Yu, and fifteen thousand soldiers all died at your hands!
You vicious bastard, even if we die and turn into resentful spirits, we will not let you go!"
Probably knowing that he was bound to die, Long Xiang no longer covered anything up and roared unscrupulously, venting the grief, anger and resentment in his heart loudly.
As for the four thousand surviving soldiers, they only knew that they had fallen into a trap and ambush by the Sea Tribe.
But they never imagined or dared to believe that this conspiracy was related to the Emperor's Master.
But when they heard Long Xiang's shouts, all the soldiers were stunned.
Soon everyone realized that it was the Imperial Master who colluded with the Hai Clan and betrayed them!
Everyone suddenly understood and believed in this conclusion.
For a time, the four thousand soldiers cursed the emperor with resentment, and their grief and anger reached the extreme.
Long Xiang calmed down and shouted quickly: "Everyone, calm down! No matter how much we curse, it won't help!
Now we must unite as one, go all out to break through the siege, and try to escape alive!"
After finishing speaking, Long Xiang led his lieutenants and soldiers to rush out of the divine ship and launched a counterattack using various magical powers and stunts.
The Hai Clan armies from all directions immediately released their magical powers that destroyed the heaven and earth, and bombarded Long Xiang and the soldiers.
Long Xiang rushed to the front, protecting his body with divine light, wielding his sword and spear to cut through the divine light in the sky, and charged forward in an indomitable manner.
The lieutenants and soldiers followed behind, charging with the belief that they would die.
Hundreds more soldiers flew out from the five divine ships, and they joined the charge team without fear of death, and together they rushed towards the Hai Clan army in the north.
What greeted them was naturally the ruthless bombardment of the Hai Clan army.
"Boom boom boom!"
“Bang bang bang bang!”
As a series of deafening muffled sounds were heard, hundreds of monster soldiers were killed in pieces, turning into debris and blood raining all over the sky.
In addition to Long Xiang, two lieutenants and more than 100 soldiers, more than 500 other people were killed before they even got close to the Hai Clan army.
Long Xiang launched an attack regardless of his own safety, but was blocked by the powerful God King of the Sea Tribe twice in a row.
When he launched an attack for the third time, the five sea god kings joined forces to attack and knocked him backwards, causing him to fall into the sea in a state of embarrassment.
His injuries were even more miserable, blood spurted out from all his orifices, and his strength became extremely weak.
"Is today the day of my death and everything going to end?"
As he fell from the sky to the sea, Long Xiang opened his eyes unwillingly and cried out with grief and anger in his heart.
It was at this time that he suddenly discovered a dazzling divine light coming rapidly from the dark depths of the northern night sky.
Under the dark night, the golden radiant light was as dazzling as a shooting star.
Long Xiang, who was already filled with despair, was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes glowed with hope.
Judging from the aura of that golden light, it must be a powerful God King with extraordinary strength.
At this time, those who appear alone in the depths of the sky and sea are either strong men from the Sea Clan or strong men from the Demon Clan.
Long Xiang thought to himself that he and the soldiers would definitely die anyway.
Even if that golden light is the God King of the Sea Clan, their ending will not change.
But if that golden light was a strong member of the demon clan, the ending... might be different.
Thinking of this, Long Xiang immediately cheered up and continued to charge with the surviving soldiers.
And that meteor-like golden light was not leaning to either side, nor did it hide or dodge, speeding towards the battlefield!