The Boss Ran Away Again, and Old Feng Took Flight Once More

As night deepened, earth-shaking cheers erupted from the barbican.

The Big Monsters had been driven away—driven away by the warriors for the first time!

Several thousand warriors, their morale soaring, had fought five hundred Big Monsters with the resolve to die, successfully killing at least two hundred of them!

The warriors held swords and blades as they chopped off the heads of two hundred Big Monsters, piling them into a golden mound within the barbican.

Then they looked at the black-armored warrior who had restored their courage and fell to their knees in unison.

The lead warrior said respectfully,

"Lord Genpei, it was your valor that brought back the souls of us warriors!

You bore so much alone. You have truly suffered greatly!"

The blood-soaked black-armored warrior held a white cloth, wiping the blood from the Steel-Cutting Sword before sheathing it.

He removed his mask, revealing Genpei's exhausted face.

"Please rise, everyone. Although we killed two hundred Big Monsters this time, the Giant Monster and his remaining followers are still alive.

We still have a long way to go before we can completely eliminate these demons!"

A warrior shouted,

"Lord Genpei, as long as you are here, we will definitely wipe out every Big Monster!"

Everyone immediately echoed him, saying that as long as Genpei led them, they would dare storm Peach Blossom Mountain and behead every demon there!

Genpei was just about to say something when he suddenly clutched his chest and coughed violently. The warriors were horrified and hurried over to support him.

"Lord Genpei, how are you?"

"Lord Genpei, are you all right?"

Genpei waved a hand.

"That demon struck me in the chest. I am somewhat short of breath now, but I will recover after resting for a few days!"

At that moment, a warrior rushed