The armor on Cold Water General Zhang Wang was broken, and his warhorse was dead. With great difficulty, he endured his injuries, seized a horse, and mixed in with the soldiers to escape.
As for Cyan Dragon General, his emotions remained unreadable. Even though he was outmatched, he remained silent, fighting as he retreated, seemingly about to head into the forest.
"Hold on, just a little longer, generals. Don't lose heart... do you really think I would abandon my own thirty thousand elite soldiers here even if I were deceiving you?
Don't worry, this battle won't be lost. A change will come soon."
Fang Qingzhu's heart sank heavily.
She also realized that all the ambush troops at Jieyuan Ferry had been deployed, and Chen Ping was indeed not here.
'Could it be that he's really using these thirty thousand troops and the East Wood Remnant Army as bait, ready to abandon them?'
'Is this the proverbial "severing a limb to survive," sacrificing the least to gain the most?'
