Chapter 1235: Retreat for This Prince

Seeing the wolves devouring the 300,000-strong army, General Karasuno looked anxious.

"Prince, how about we retreat?"

As he spoke, he pointed at the tragic scene before him.

Seeing his own men falling one after another, if this continued, Han Muchen's Mu family army would have no need to take action.

I'm afraid I'll be bitten to death by these wolves in front of me.

“………………” Tuoba Yu’s eyes were red.

Looking at his soldiers being torn apart so badly by wolves, he gritted his teeth in hatred.

It has been tested before and the powder is very effective on wolves.

I really can't understand why it has no effect on the wolves in front of me.

Looking at the soldiers wailing, just as Wu Ye said, if they didn't retreat, the casualties would be even more serious.

"Retreat!" He looked unwillingly at Han Muchen who looked very smug.

I thought I could get rid of it today and relieve the hatred in my heart.

But looking at the current situation, if we wait any longer, the number of casualties will only increase.

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of rapid drumbeats came from behind, and he was so scared that he turned around.

“………………”

What's going on?

Looking at the Mu family army that was surrounding them from behind, Tuoba Yu was filled with disbelief.

Didn't they say they were in the city? When did they come from behind to surround them?

Seeing the murderous Mu family army surrounding them, the Dongping army was in complete chaos.

There are wolves in front and Mu’s army behind. There is no way to retreat.

Now we can only fight hard. If the Mu family soldiers are better, at least they are still human beings, and we may still be able to fight them.

But those black wolves were really terrifying. Before he could swing his weapons, they pounced on him with their bloody mouths wide open, leaving him with no ability to fight back.

In addition, there were blocking troops behind them, and the Dongping army was attacked from both sides, causing chaos and disarray.

“………………” Tuoba Yu’s eyes were blazing with anger.

Seeing his hundreds of thousands of troops in chaos, his back teeth were about to break.

I clearly had the absolute advantage, so how could it have come to this?

There is no way out now, we can only fight.

Thinking of this, he looked at Han Xingshi in the crowd and ran over with his back teeth gritted.

“………………”

This brat cannot be kept, he will become a disaster in the future.

Han Xing was waving the Eight-Sided Hammer in his hand when he felt a gust of wind behind his head and he spurred his horse to the side.

Tuoba Yu's Fang Tian Ji hit nothing, and looked at Tuoba Yu with a sinister look on his face.

The little fellow's eyes widened as he rode his little white horse to meet them.

It was this bad guy who brought these people here. We must teach him a lesson today and see if he dares to come again next time.

Tuoba Yu, who always thought of himself as an extraordinary martial arts expert, never expected that the little guy in front of him would be so difficult to deal with.

He was attacked several times, but he dodged it skillfully.

This kid was like a ball, swinging around him and it was impossible to catch him.

But Qin Chuchu in the space was extremely nervous.

Although he saw Xing'er moving around Tuoba Yu nimbly, he was still very worried. He held the fruit tightly in his hand, ready to throw it out at any time.

Compared to her, Han Muchen looked calm, still sitting upright on his horse, watching Xing'er and Tuoba Yu deal with each other.

Although this kid's skills are not as profound as Tuoba Yu's, he has an agile body and the advantage of being small.

If Tuoba Yu wanted to hurt him, it would still be difficult.

Even Tuoba Yu thought so. Seeing this kid spinning around him like a ball, he gritted his teeth in anger.

"hateful!"

Fire could be seen in his eyes. He gathered his inner strength again and swung out quickly with the Fang Tian Ji in his hand.

No matter what, we must get rid of this brat today.

He is so powerful at such a young age. If he grows up, he will probably be even more evil than Han Muchen.

Seeing that Tuoba Yu's speed was getting faster and faster, the little guy was no longer as relaxed as before.

After working for so long, sweat is already on my forehead.

But his speed did not decrease at all, he was still agile and moved around Tuoba Yu.

Try to avoid his Fang Tian Ji. Master said that if there is too big a difference in internal strength, you can't fight head-on, otherwise you will suffer.

After fighting for dozens of rounds, the little guy was a little exhausted, and it was at this time that Tuoba Yu seized the opportunity.

The Fang Tian Ji in his hand chopped down at Han Xing's forehead.

“………………”Han Muchen frowned.

Seeing his disciple was in danger, he was about to fly out with the spear in his hand, but someone got there before him.

"Xing'er~~~~~" Qin Chuchu screamed in the space.

Holding the fruit in his hand, he flew out quickly and landed directly in Tuoba Yu's eyes.

It was also because he was too anxious at the moment and used up all his internal strength, so that the perfect fruit turned into fruit paste when it touched Tuoba Yu's eyes.

The handle of the fruit is still standing there like an antenna.

“Ah~~~~~~”

Tuoba Yu had just chopped the Fang Tian Ji in his hand halfway when he felt a sharp pain in his eyeball.

I subconsciously touched my eyes and felt a sticky mass, as if there was liquid in it.

He looked down at the fruit stalk and the broken fruit pulp in his hand, and was so angry that his back teeth almost broke.

"Who is it?"

He craned his neck and looked around. How could there be any fruit in this empty battlefield?

Which grandson did this?

He could actually hit so accurately, and without deep internal strength, he wouldn't be able to hit so hard, and he wouldn't feel so much pain.

Now I feel like half of my head is buzzing and I can’t see clearly.

Just as he was thinking about it, the white horse under his crotch let out a scream and stood up on its hind legs.

Then there was a roar, and he ran wildly among the crowd.

Han Xing looked at the Eight-sided Hammer in his hand.

“………………”

It seems I need to ask the master to make me a heavier pair.

If the hammer had been heavy enough, the horse's leg would have been broken and it wouldn't have been able to run so fast.

Riding on the frightened horse, Tuoba Yu was so angry that his teeth were about to break.

He looked at Han Xing angrily and wanted to go back and kill him.

But he also knew that this was not the time to act impulsively. If he continued to fight, the casualties would only be even greater.

Looking at the corpses lying all over the ground, he hesitated for a moment and then shouted at the crowd.

"Everyone, retreat!"

As soon as the words fell, hope appeared in the eyes of the Dongping army who were still struggling to resist.

One by one, they surrounded Tuoba Yu, fighting him while retreating.

Seeing Tuoba Yu retreat, the Mu family army, who had already gone blood-thirsty, pursued him relentlessly.

Seeing that the food was almost cooked, Han Muchen looked at Feng Yi standing beside him.

The latter understood, and Feng Yi hurriedly conveyed the order to the drummer.

Hearing the drumbeats signaling the troops to retreat, the Mu family army finally stopped.

Seeing that the big bad guy was about to run away, Han Xing jumped on his horse again. If the big bad guy didn't die, he would invade again in the future.

Just as he was about to chase after him with the Eight-sided Hammer in his hand, a man's deep voice came from behind him.

"Xing'er, don't chase after a desperate enemy!"