Could It Be, Your Majesty?

From Black Stone City to Yellow Sand City, it would take roughly three to four days under normal marching conditions for a large army. The exact time would also depend on the army's marching efficiency.

After the battle at Yellow Sand City, the main army suffered quite a few more casualties during its retreat. There had also been a considerable number of deserters. By the time they returned to Black Stone City, the frontline forces had been reduced to just over three thousand men.

Their downcast faces said everything. There was no need for anyone to tell others what had happened. Anyone could see that they had suffered a defeat—and not merely a defeat, but a crushing one.

Inside the lord's residence of Black Stone City, Yan Sheng's face had darkened so much after hearing Xie Liancheng's brief report that it seemed ready to drip water.

"How could there have been such heavy losses?!"

At this moment, Yan Sheng could no longer concern himself with Xie Liancheng's status as Great General and scolded him to his face.

Based on his observations, although those Giant Skeleton Beasts and that transcendent creature posed a tremendous threat, their killing efficiency was actually not very high.

Take that transcendent creature, for example. It had charged and slaughtered its way through the battlefield. Wherever it passed, their soldiers had all been killed, but the total number of deaths was probably only a few dozen.

After all, the soldiers were not fools. The moment they saw such a Fierce Beast pouncing at them, they put oil on the soles of their feet and ran faster than anyone else.

The unlucky fellows who truly died beneath that transcendent creature's claws and fangs were all those who had been unable to flee or react in time.

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