Dasheng.
Eastern Territory.
After Wucheng was set ablaze and Western Qi suffered a crushing defeat, Eastern Qing's army had no choice but to withdraw in successive waves.
As the rightful ruler of the Central Plains.
It had to face wolves prowling all around at every moment. Even if it bled only a single drop, they would immediately close in; once they discovered it was truly wounded, they would swarm together and attack.
Fortunately, though the colossal beast called the "Central Plains" was bleeding, it still retained its Combat Power, forcing them to give up.
Martial Saint Qin Xiuhai led his own force of fifteen thousand troops in retreat.
When they reached the gorge.
Someone from the vanguard suddenly turned back to report, "General, disaster! Lü... Lü Ji has led five thousand Elite Assault Army soldiers around to the front of the gorge and blocked the road!"
"What?!"
Qin Xiuhai's eyes widened.
To circle around to the front of the gorge, they would have to penetrate deep into the Eastern Territory's interior. Weren't they afraid of being surrounded, unable to escape, and ultimately wiped out to the last man?!
They had correctly judged that Daqing's troops would retreat!
What seemed like a reckless move was actually one made with a well-laid plan.
Not a single person from the Governor's Mansion was easy to deal with!
"Immortal Masters!"
Qin Xiuhai turned his gaze toward the cultivators among the troops and anxiously asked, "That Lü Ji cultivates an evil art and performs sacrifices day and night. We are certainly no match for him in a frontal clash. What should we do?"
Who could have expected it?
Upon hearing this, several cultivators directly flew away on their swords. In the blink of an eye, they vanished beyond the gorge's field of vision, only for