"Elder Shenlong, let's... let's go too, the army is already defeated, there is still time for us to retreat, otherwise..." Zhu Yanshuo didn't say any more.

Ming Yu is really not reconciled, the 200,000 army, why...why did it end so hastily?

Judging from her previous predictions, the 200,000 troops are sure to win, and even the worst outcome would be nothing more than heavy losses.

Therefore, such a thing as failure should theoretically be absolutely impossible to happen.

but now��

It really happened, right in front of my eyes.

But it is difficult to accept it anymore, in fact, Ming Yu also understands that this must be accepted.

Nodding, accompanied by Zhu Yanshuo and others, Ming Yu quickly retreated down the mountain.

"Damn, want to run?" Ning Yue noticed the clue, and immediately led the people to rush up.

Only at this moment, Han Sanqian quickly stood in front of Ning Yue.

Ning Yue was immediately puzzled, not understanding why Han Sanqian wanted to stop her.

"Two hundred thousand troops, do you really think they are vegetarians?" Han Sanqian said softly, "If you drive a dog into a poor alley, a crazy dog ??will bite people."

"I opened the way on purpose to let them know that they still have hope of escape. Naturally, their resistance will not be so fierce."

Ning Yue thought for a while, then nodded.

At this time, Futian at the foot of the mountain was sitting in his temporary tent, happily drinking fine wine...

Inside the tent, two little commanders lined up on the left and right, drinking with him.

"The battle above is very intense." Fu Tian laughed softly.

"Yeah, Fulao, I think the people from the Troll Palace have joined the battle. Speaking of which, the people from the Troll Palace are really extraordinary. Although IQ is indeed too weak compared to ours, but alone When it comes to killing enemies on the battlefield, one person is really worth several of us."

"With the addition of the Troll Palace, even if the situation on the mountainside is complicated, and even if Han Sanqian is too fierce, the final victory is still ours."

After the words fell, the two little commanders quickly raised their wine glasses and toasted Fu Tian.

Futian was in a good mood, and drank a glass of wine in one gulp. While filling himself up, Futian smiled and said: "Now the movement above has obviously weakened. As the two of you said, Han Sanqian on the mountainside may have died Standing on the brink of failure."

"Very good. After the battle is over, join forces with us. Those idiots in front of us will die soon."

"As soon as Han Sanqian loses, their morale will inevitably spread, and an army without morale is no different from a mess of sand, and we will let us eat at that time."

"Kill some and collect some, we will make a lot of money in this battle."

Futian nodded happily: "That's right, come on, let me toast you both."

The three of them smiled at each other, respecting each other again from a distance, full of smiles.

But just as the three of them put down their wine glasses, a soldier rushed in hastily.

The little soldier looked panicked, and when he was about to speak, Futian smiled and opened his mouth first: "What are you doing in a panic? Follow me, Futian, to march outside and fight. Remember, no matter what happens, don't panic, take your time!" Slow down, you know?"

The little soldier nodded quickly, but he was speechless: "Yes, yes, I understand."

"What's the matter to report, is the victory or defeat on the mountain already decided?" Fu Tian smiled lightly, and said slowly: "The old man has already predicted and judged it, and this time is also about the time that the old man estimated." JrNovels.com