"Everyone, retreat!!"
Sun Minjie's roar reached the ears of every Overlord Army member.
Murphy, who had just recovered most of his injuries and was about to launch a charge, felt the surging emotions in his chest abruptly cut off. He immediately changed his tune:
"General Brocade Boots has given the order—all units, retreat!!"
The Silver Boots and Bronze Boots, who had been about to charge alongside Murphy, stumbled and nearly took a hard fall.
They had never expected Captain Murphy, who seemed so stubborn, to change his mind so quickly!
They had originally thought that Murphy had ignored Rahem's suggestion because he had his own unique insight into the battle.
But after all that, he had just been waiting for General Brocade Boots Sun Minjie's order?
Since things had already come to this, what was there left to insist on?
Run for it!
For a time, the Overlord Army members each displayed their own abilities, like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea.
Just like when they had scrambled out of the rift before, every one of them wished they could use every last ounce of strength just to leave the battlefield two seconds faster than the others and return to relatively safe ground.
Why?
Because running late might not get you killed, but running slower than your teammates was highly likely to get you killed!
The seasoned Overlord Army members all knew this unspoken rule, so when it was time to retreat, they would never linger on the battlefield.
But the rookies who had just joined, the newcomers who had barely seen anyone die, had no understanding of this at all.
Those Zhou Family disciples who had just joined the Overlord Army only realized they needed to run when they saw even the Black Iron battle troopers sprinting for their