Under Zhao Mengdi's command, everyone relied on the formation to methodically clear out this small contingent of Demon Soldiers.
Just as they were about to wipe out the demons, the remaining few saw that the situation had turned unfavorable and, without hesitation, blew their bone whistles.
A piercing whistle suddenly rang out, spreading in all directions and causing the surrounding demonic qi to tremble continuously.
Immediately afterward, several faint, urgent whistles sounded from the rear, as though answering something.
Hearing these whistles, Zhao Mengdi's expression changed slightly. Having dealt with the Demon Army for many years, she immediately understood what they meant.
As she sent the intelligence back to the main camp, she gave her orders.
"The Demon Realm main army is heading this way. Do not get drawn into battle. Retreat at once!"
Everyone understood. They no longer tried to encircle the few remaining demons and withdrew in orderly unison.
Xu Chunniang and Elder Gong mingled among the ranks, retreating with the others.
Zhao Mengdi's decision was undoubtedly correct. Not long after they withdrew, the Demon Realm main army caught up, and a squad of Demon Army elite steadily closed in on the force she led.
A scout reported to Zhao Mengdi, "Commander Lord, a Demon Army elite force of more than a hundred is following behind us. At this pace, they will catch us within at most one incense stick's time."
Zhao Mengdi frowned slightly. Reinforcements from the main camp would need at least two incense sticks' time to arrive.
If they were slowed by the Demon Army elite behind them, they would very likely be forced to face the Demon Realm main army.
With the Left Peak Army's strength, confronting the Demon Army's main force head-on would be like striking a stone with an egg.
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