Pan Jianglong was lucky to survive before the rescue arrived, cursing, "Damn it, why did you take so long? Couldn't you be a bit faster?"
The follower behind him didn't dare to speak.
Yin Qi said, "We underestimated them; they're smarter than we thought."
"How many casualties do we have?" Pan Jianglong asked.
Yin Qi replied, "More than four hundred dead or injured."
Silver Fox collapsed on the ground, cursing, "Who did the scouting? Didn't they say there was nothing out of the ordinary? That guy must be cross-eyed; otherwise, how could he dare to say there were no anomalies?" He seemed like a soul had been lost: angry but still fortunate to have escaped. If it had been a bit later, the casualties would have been even higher.
Yin Qi said, "We were blinded by the victories of these past days. We never expected they would pull such a move on us."
