Chapter 662 - 149: Back to the Ancient Dreams (41)
The two forces converged and tallied the data from the chaotic battle.
The annihilated army had lost eight hundred and twenty-three men, killed nearly six thousand assassins, and captured over eight thousand.
The Beast Battle Hall suffered heavy losses among its experts like Shi Changxin, with their strength so diminished they had no capacity for immediate combat.
As for Shi Feiqing, only two Lionheart Dynasty warriors remained vigorous; Shi Feiqing himself, however, following a battle with Gui He, had his ribs completely broken, his body fractured in several places, and was nearly unable to move.
"We can’t return to the capital now," Shi Changxin said gravely. The battle at Donggang’s long slope was merely an appetizer for the enemy; the ambushes to follow would be even more fierce. With everyone’s combat strength nullified, they could not place all their hopes on just the two Lionheart Dynasty warriors.
"I also think we need to find a place to recover first," Shi Feiqing uttered woefully from inside the behemoth carriage—his face swollen, his speech wheezy and miserable.
He didn’t care about the number of enemies; but with his current state, entering the capital would likely mean losing face for life.
The two decision-makers quickly agreed, and so what followed was a determination of where to recuperate.
Outside the window the cold wind howled, and the July heat gradually subsided, replaced by bone-chilling cold.
Lacking the enhancement of Bloodthirst, Gui He, the weakest in strength within the carriage, couldn’t help but shiver.
In contrast, both Shi Changxin and Shi Feiqing furrowed their brows.
"This damned weather," Gui He parted the curtain to look outside; between them, July snow flew, the large flakes swirling down in bone-chilling coldness.