Chapter 82: Sudden Retreat
Feng Xiyan calmly watched the bloody scene below as the Yuezhi Tribe’s soldiers desperately tried to avoid the arrows raining down on them.
When the first ray of sunlight finally broke through the eastern horizon, the ground was already covered with corpses, and the blood had formed a river.
Unlike the composed Feng Xiyan, Kai Mu’s expression was so dark it looked like someone could squeeze ink from his face.
Gritting his teeth, he asked the general standing behind him, "How many casualties have we suffered so far?"
The general hesitated for a moment before tremblingly reporting, "Reporting to the Supreme General. We have lost more than 30,000 soldiers in just two hours."
"And not a single soldier has managed to get close to the city wall?" Kai Mu asked, gnashing his teeth even harder.
The general lowered his head and replied, "Y–yes."
Hearing this, Kai Mu took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and asked, "Military Advisor, do you have another plan?"
After helplessly watching more than 30,000 soldiers die without even getting close to Xiqiang City’s walls, the military advisor’s confidence had been crushed to dust by the vast disparity in strength between the Feng Army and the Yuezhi Tribe’s forces.