Hearing the sound of air being torn apart, everyone immediately turned to look.
They saw a large group of people flying toward them in a mighty procession.
There were more than two thousand of them, the troops stationed at Black Mountain Fortress. At their head was Zhu Ying, clad in silver armor and radiating imposing majesty.
Beside Zhu Ying stood Deputy Lieutenant Wang, the Garrison Commander of Ring Mountain Mine.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Leading over two thousand armored soldiers, Zhu Ying arrived at the scene in the span of a few breaths.
Seeing that Ren Yundu and the others from Divine Martial Academy were all safe and sound, with only a dozen or so fewer people, a flicker of surprise flashed through Zhu Ying's eyes.
"Everyone, where are the Blood Eyed Tribe members?" Zhu Ying asked loudly as he led his men before Ren Yundu and the others.
"We drove them back," Ren Yundu said.
"They have already retreated? Are you all right?" Surprise appeared on Zhu Ying's face before he asked in a low voice.
"We're fine." Ren Yundu shook his head expressionlessly, though his heart was filled with gloom.
Black Mountain Fortress was only a little over three hundred thousand li away. Even without sending a message, the experts at Black Mountain Fortress should have sensed the situation here. Yet they had only come to reinforce them now!
What did that mean?
It meant Zhu Ying had most likely deliberately delayed, leaving them to fend off the Blood Eyed Tribe here on their own.
Su Mo and the other Divine Martial Academy members were no fools either. They all felt somewhat displeased with Zhu Ying. The battle was already over, and only then had he arrived.
"That is good, then!"
Zhu Ying nodded, then immediately ordered Deputy Lieutenant