The three greyhounds vanished in a moment, and Pisley's lightsaber remained firmly in place.

The old strategist whose greyhounds had been broken turned pale in an instant, and looked up at the man flying with the sword in the sky, with a look of horror on his face! Hurriedly said to the man beside him with a trembling voice:

"Lord...... Retire! Today we can't win! ”

At this moment, Zheng Ting watched countless lightsabers fall, accurately hit his soldiers, penetrate his black armor, and harvest his soldiers like wheat, his face was already pale, and he asked through gritted teeth:

"This man...... How many stars is it? ”

The old strategist replied: "When this person killed the old master, it seemed that he was only six stars. But at that time, he didn't seem to be able to fly with a sword, and now that a year has passed, he should already be a seven-star powerhouse! ”

"Damn! Hateful! Shameful! Zheng Ting scolded three times in a row, and with each scolding, he hammered the war horse under his crotch with his fist.

The horse was in pain and neighed.

"Lord, retreat! With the existence of such a strong man who crushes us, it is impossible to take Mandarin Duck City today! Let's think about it in the long term when we go back. The old counsellor persuaded again.

Zheng Ting's eyes were spewing fire, but he also knew that what the strategist said was right, so he gritted his teeth and said:

"Then retreat! Looks like it's time to ask for help from the Taisong faction! ”

"This seventh-level powerhouse must be completely wiped out!"

"Otherwise, my army will not be able to really threaten Tang Ye's forces!"

After saying this, Zheng Ting waved his hand and ordered his subordinates to blow the horn of retreating!

Suddenly, Zheng Ting's black-armored army retreated from all sides of the city to the rear like a black tide, and merged in the south under the leadership of Zheng Ting's generals, but retreated in an orderly manner.

Edgeworth's vacated Pisli looked at the retreating enemy army, and had no intention of chasing and killing, after all, Edgeworth rushed back from afar and relieved the siege on all sides, and the consumption on him was quite large.

It was impossible for him to put himself in a state of weakness in order to hunt down a huge enemy that he was not sure to eliminate.

Pisley Edgeworth flew to the south city tower and saw Tang Ye looking at him with a smile.

"Don't look at me like that, my back is cold." Peasley said angrily as he put away his sword.

Tang Ye smiled, stretched out his hand and patted Piasley's shoulder: "Fortunately, the big guy rushed back, otherwise I really don't know how long I can last today." ”

Piasley pursed his lips: "If it weren't for my daughter-in-law and girl in the city, I would be in such a hurry to come back?" Inexistent! ”

Tang Ye smiled and hammered the other party's shoulder, and then looked at the soldiers who had already begun to clean up the battlefield.

Looking at those corpses, the smile on Tang Ye's face gradually converged: "How is it over there in Longboard City?" ”

Piasley didn't joke anymore, and said with a serious expression:

"The situation has stabilized. However, it can be seen that the enemy army is only temporarily retreating, and may counterattack at any time, so I only brought back 20,000 soldiers. ”

Tang Ye nodded: "In this battle, our army lost more than 10,000 people, and the enemy's losses should be about 30,000, which is not bad in general." ”

"But after all, it's not us attacking the city, and we can't feed the war with war, so the missing soldiers can only be transferred from other places."

Pisley sighed lightly, and then asked, "How many soldiers and horses have been transferred from the rear?" ”

"It's also 20,000, plus the 20,000 you brought back and the more than 20,000 in the city, it's enough."