The sun had just risen, a gentle breeze cooling the air.
After a night baptized by the flames of war, the Bull-men had successfully breached Tiger City, slaughtering over thirty thousand Tiger-man soldiers and capturing more than six hundred thousand Tiger-man civilians.
The Bull-men's losses were not light either, with over fifty thousand dead and over sixty thousand grievously injured.
Had Meng Qi not informed her cousin Shi Feng early on, urging him to bring a large supply of emergency medicine, the Bull-men's death toll might have climbed even higher.
"Now that Tiger City is in your hands, what do you plan to do next?" Meng Qi asked curiously.
Wang Hao scooped Meng Qi into his arms, grinning wickedly, "Next, I plan to devour a little fox."
"Ah, you big pervert, let me go..." Meng Qi buried her small head shyly in Wang Hao's chest, her small hands pounding incessantly against his chest, offering herself up in a way that greatly whetted Wang Hao's appetite.
"Ahem..."
