Almost all their troops had been killed during that battle.
During the inner chaos, the Mo Yue troops had moved rapidly leaving them no chance to resist. All they could do was run away. How could they resist to an army composed of five hundred thousand attacking when they were unprepared. An incredible amount of people had already been killed.
At that moment, in front of the troops that had stopped, a silhouette slowly appeared. It was a young man. His face looked pale but his two eyes looked sharp and cruel making people want to prostrate themselves before him. This person was the enemy prince.
“General Divine Arrow.” said the young man. His voice was low but it pierced through Liu Cang Lan and the others.
“Mo Jie.” said Liu Cang Lan in an ice-cold tone while looking at that young man.