Those were the subordinates he had painstakingly cultivated, just like that, slaughtered.
This time he brought a hundred thousand men, but now it's estimated that only thirty or forty thousand remained.
"General Moonhill, if you keep holding back, we'll be punished when we return," Xiao Shan yelled, furious.
God damn it, what time was it now, and General Moonhill was still thinking about his men being killed so he could go back and snatch his resources.
General Moonhill, hearing Xiao Shan say this, paused for a moment, then ordered all his subordinates to fully engage.
The power of a few thousand men was not to be underestimated; if they seriously fought, Zeng Chunyu and the others wouldn't be able to resist them.
As expected, Zeng Chunyu and her group were quickly forced to retreat, and casualties occurred; they were no longer the opponents.
Seeing the situation, Zeng Chunyu couldn't help but apologetically say to Xu Xiangzhi, "Sister, I'm sorry, I've dragged you into this."
