"Tu Shadong! Stop talking nonsense! Withdraw your troops!"
"retreat!!!"
The bronze gong rang loudly, and the Tu Yuan army, which had come with great momentum, was now in disarray, abandoning its armor and fleeing in a sorry state.
During this retreat, huge rocks continued to fall from the sky, along with countless iron-feathered arrows!
This posed a significant obstacle to their escape.
Countless people were crushed to death by boulders, pierced by arrows, or trampled to death by warhorses during the rout.
Some of them still had flames burning on their bodies, but they had already fallen.
The air was filled with the stench of blood and burning flesh...
The sky grew increasingly dark, but the firelight on the battlefield shone brightly.
Seeing that Mokhadin had made up his mind to retreat, Tusadong lowered his head, seemingly no longer feeling the pain in his arm.
Watching Mokodin retreat from the battlefield under the cover of heavy cavalry, and seeing all the Tu Yuan soldiers around him fleeing in disarray, Tu Shadong opened his mouth and silently murmured a few words.
"If we don't win today, it's all over. They won't give us another chance..."
The wind howled fiercely, whipping his hair wildly. He silently pulled on the reins, turned the car around, and rode off in the opposite direction from everyone else, heading alone towards Xijing City...
Mitri, who had begun his retreat before Mokodin issued the order to withdraw, was now approaching from the front.
Seeing Tu Shadong riding his horse towards Xijing City, he immediately shouted, "Tu Shadong! Retreat! Don't go to Xijing City!"
"Going there again would be suicide!"
Tu Shadong raised his head, looked at him coldly, and sneered:
"You dare call yourself a 'hero'?"
After saying this, he turned his head to look at the setting sun and murmured to himself, "I, the Great King Chayuanzhen of the Northern Grassland, am the true hero!"
Tu Shadong shook his head and continued riding his horse towards Xijing City.
Tu Shadong spoke softly, and Mitri did not hear him.
Seeing that he was not leaving, Mitri said no more and led the Eagle Army to quickly withdraw from the battlefield.
Just then, Tu Shadong suddenly raised his head and saw a blue stone coming straight at him.
call--
The wind howled, Tu Shadong's hair was disheveled, and his eyes were dull and lifeless. In that instant, countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
"If we hadn't... stayed on the Northern Grassland and not gone off to fight, would my Huma tribe have been...?"
With a loud crash, the bluestone fell.
Tu Shadong, along with his horse, melted into the cold ground...
On the city wall of Xijing, Qin Ze narrowed his eyes slightly, watching the fleeing Tu Yuan army, and said:
"Open the city gates!"
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