Just at this moment, the leader seized an opportunity and aimed a strike at An Jiuyue's chest.
"Be careful!"
Zhan Beiye saw this scene and bellowed a warning.
But his voice was far from as quick as another, as the triceratops's claw swung toward the leader, while its other claw shielded An Jiuyue beneath itself.
"Roar!"
The beast exhaled a gust of foul breath at the leader, who was then smacked away by the triceratops.
"Aah!"
The leader smashed into a large tree before falling to the muddy ground.
After a while, he stood up clutching his chest, glaring viciously at the triceratops, having forgotten about the presence of such a beast in the heat of the moment.
This time, it was impossible to gain any advantage over An Jiuyue.
"Retreat!"
A short time later, with the triceratops's help and seeing that his men were dwindling, he made the decisive call.
Now they needed to preserve their strength for the next confrontation.
