Watching Oliver Sheng lead the army’s retreat, Akshun’s body quickly shrank, and the blood-red runes on his body disappeared.
His physique reverted to a thin, dark form once again!
“Ugh!!”
Akshun spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his breath weakening.
Just now, he had been barely holding on. Oliver Sheng’s sword was too sharp, and his thunder techniques were terrifying. Fighting Oliver was not as simple as it appeared to others.
“Lord Akshun, are you alright?” Lang Tianshan hurriedly asked upon seeing this.
“Heh heh heh, Lang, you could try to kill me now. Who knows, you might succeed. I know you’ve always wanted to kill me,” Akshun said with a sinister smile, looking at Lang Tianshan.
“I wouldn’t dare, Lord Akshun!!” Lang Tianshan ultimately lacked the courage to act.
“Hahaha…”
Akshun laughed loudly, his aged face looking particularly menacing.
“In that case, bring me three thousand young girls.”
Without allowing Lang Tianshan to argue, Akshun returned to the temple in the Tianji Mountains.
Watching Akshun’s departing figure, Lang Tianshan clenched his fists, then slowly released them.
The Huns’ army and herdsmen looked at the abyss-like sword mark in front of the royal city, deeply remembering that terrifying figure.
A person like a god, whom even the two Martial Saint Ancestors of the Huns couldn’t defeat.
Lang Tianshan looked at the sword mark on the ground, his eyes filled with worry.
If that Wei warrior’s strength breaks through again, who on the grasslands could stand against him?!
His desire to break through to the Great Perfection of Martial Saint became even more urgent.
……
After Oliver Sheng led the army’s retreat and saw that the Huns’ army did not pursue, he ordered the troops to slow their pace.
“Ugh!!”
Oliver spat out a mouthful of clotted blood from his body.
“Oliver!”
“General!!”
“Marquis!!”
The subordinate officers were startled, each looking at Oliver with concern.
“It’s nothing, just some minor injuries. The internal bleeding was shaken out; spitting it out will be fine,” Oliver said, waving his hand.
Akshun’s strength was formidable and strange, causing internal injuries to Oliver.
He admitted that he had somewhat underestimated the heroes of the world. These old ghosts who had lived for hundreds of years each had their own tricks.
This attack on the Huns’ royal court felt somewhat anticlimactic.
He hadn’t expected that behind the Huns, there would be an old ghost at the Great Perfection of Martial Saint.
If it weren’t for that old ghost, after he had killed the late-stage Martial Saint of the Huns, he would have surely trampled the Huns’ royal court today.
“Let’s go, retreat for now. Next time, when we come to the Huns’ royal court, I will definitely crush it underfoot,” Oliver said with unparalleled determination, his eyes filled with a dominating aura.
The army retreated, heading south back to River West!
……
Yan State!
In the central camp of the Huns’ army.
Grand Chanyu Yiqi Zhi looked at the letter in his hand, his expression dark.
His face full of beard, his eagle-like eyes sharp, none of the generals in the tent dared to meet his gaze.
The messenger kneeling on the ground was somewhat fearful.
Just as the Great Wei army approached the Huns’ royal court, this urgent letter had arrived in the hands of Grand Chanyu Yiqi Zhi.
“The Great Wei River West Army has reached the royal court. My eldest son, Left Wise King Jackson Hun, led three hundred thousand warriors to confront them and was completely annihilated, dying in battle himself,” Yiqi Zhi said, each word making the atmosphere in the tent heavier.
“Now, the Great Wei army is at the gates of our Huns’ royal city,” Yiqi Zhi said through gritted teeth, on the verge of losing control.
This was an utter humiliation.
They had invaded Great Wei, capturing three of its states.
Yet another army of Great Wei had boldly invaded the grasslands, reaching their royal court, delivering a harsh slap to the Huns. How could this not enrage the Grand Chanyu?
“Great King, could it be that the elders of the royal court have ordered a retreat?” a general suggested.
“Those elders, accustomed to peace, are indeed very afraid of death,” Grand Chanyu Yiqi Zhi said coldly.
“Retreat now? We have just found the opportunity to capture three states of Great Wei,” another general frowned.
They had paid a significant price to capture the three states of Great Wei. Retreating now would mean handing over the territory, which they couldn’t accept.
“Why not have General Li open the pass, and we can directly enter, attacking Rock State, Cloud State, and Easy State of Great Wei,” a general proposed.
“Retreat. Send a message to Right Wise King Declan Jin, ordering him to lead the army back to the grasslands,” after thinking for a while, Grand Chanyu Yiqi Zhi finally spoke.
Being attacked at the royal court with an uncertain battle situation, and the General Who Guards the North in Ling State with forty thousand troops eyeing them, if that army moved south and cut off their retreat, they would be at risk of being surrounded.
Yiqi Zhi’s decision to retreat was out of necessity. With their home nearly invaded, how could he remain calm?
“Pass the order, have the army take all the spoils of war and prepare to retreat to the grasslands.”
“Go inform General Li, tell him the Great Wei army is at the royal court, and I will lead the army back to defend it. Let’s see what he chooses,” Yiqi Zhi added, not forgetting to pressure General Li.
Trying to use their hand to fight against Great Wei’s imperial court and gain benefits, it wasn’t going to be that easy.
He wanted General Li to fully side with the Huns.
“Yes, Great King!!”
The Huns’ army gathered and eventually retreated.
Upon receiving the order, Right Wise King Declan Jin, who was leading two hundred thousand troops to resist the General Who Guards the North, was also reluctant to retreat.
The favorable situation had been created by him, and retreating now was hard to accept.
But military orders could not be disobeyed!
However, the death of his brother, Left Wise King Jackson Hun, was good news for him.
This way, he could become the Left Wise King and the next Grand Chanyu’s successor without any obstacles.
“Someone!” Declan Jin called out from the tent.
“Great King!”
The soldier waiting outside the tent entered.
“Pass the order, the army will retreat, back to the grasslands,” Declan Jin gave the retreat order.
“Yes!!”
As soon as Declan Jin’s two hundred thousand troops moved, General Who Guards the North Felix Wu, who had been prepared to attack, seized the opportunity.
“Marquis, Marquis, the Huns’ army is retreating,” the messenger quickly reported.
Felix Wu’s eyes lit up upon hearing this. Finally, the day had come.
“Good, pass the order, two hundred thousand troops will attack, pursue the Huns’ army, and prevent their smooth retreat. Additionally, deploy one hundred thousand troops to quickly reclaim the three states of Yan, Qi, and Deng.”
With the order from General Who Guards the North Felix Wu, the prepared army quickly moved, pursuing the Huns’ army.
“Kill!!”
“Chase down these Hun wolves and kill them.”
The long-restrained General Who Guards the North’s army, full of momentum, pursued.
“Great King, the General Who Guards the North has deployed troops.”
“Should we ambush them and capture Ling State, taking Deny North Pass?”
Right Wise King Declan Jin was tempted by his subordinate’s suggestion.
But considering his father Grand Chanyu’s order, Declan Jin restrained himself.
As long as he held steady now, he could become the Left Wise King and the first successor to the Grand Chanyu, without needing to take any more risks.
Thinking this, Declan Jin shook his head and said, “No, Grand Chanyu’s order is to retreat. Send ten thousand troops to block the enemy, and we will quickly shake off the Great Wei army.”
……
Oliver Sheng’s campaign on the grasslands had achieved its goal.
The news of the Huns’ army retreat reached General Li’s ears.
“What? The Huns’ army is retreating?!” General Li stared at the Hun messenger, his anger erupting.
Once the Huns’ army retreated, he would have to report to the Demon Suppression Pass in the southwest, under the command of Xiao Martial King, to defend against the demon clan.
This was unacceptable to him.
As General Li, commanding two hundred thousand troops, how could he abandon his wealth and glory to serve under someone else, fighting the ferocious demon clan?
“Indeed, a strong army from Great Wei has invaded the grasslands, reaching our royal court. Our army must return to defend it,” the Hun messenger explained.
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