"The general was killed by the Celestial Army!"

"Everyone, run away!"

All the elven and orc soldiers of Azhara scrambled to be the first, panicked, and the defeated army rushed like a tide to the army behind, and at this moment, I don't know how many slow runners were trampled to death.

"Kill!"

"For the Empire!"

A roar resounded across the battlefield, and the Celestial Divine Army rushed over with red eyes, like a tiger descending from a mountain, and at this point, there was no need for any tactics, and in the face of the elven race of Azhara who had been defeated on all fronts, everyone just surged over like a huge wave.

At this moment, all the Celestial Commanders turned into a torrent of general destruction, constantly rushing forward to kill, and even the orc commanders and elven commanders could not make an organized retreat.

"Look there, everybody!"

"We were beaten back! How is this possible! ”

Far away, outside the battlefield, one after another looked at the thousands of retreating figures in the distance, their faces were full of shock, and now the real orc high-level generals and elven high-level generals also noticed the change in the direction of the dragon's spine in the distant military camp.

In their past, it was almost impossible to defeat tens of thousands of ferocious and fierce orc and elven soldiers.

At this moment, they didn't know that Monsoon was coming with the Celestial Army.

"Pass the order, don't chase like this anymore, poor Kou Mo chase......"

On the battlefield, a voice that sounded a little tired, but still majestic and loud sounded in everyone's ears, the fierce battles consumed a lot of Ji Feng's true qi and physical strength, but his face was still calm, he still had a clear mind, and he knew what to do.

"Yes! Grand Master! ”

A Celestial Army beside Monsoon had a solemn face and quickly took the order.

After a while, the speed of the Celestial Army slowed down, and they stopped chasing forward, now they were only a few miles away from the camp of the orc and elven army, and if they continued to pursue, it would be quite dangerous, Monsoon would never let his Celestial Army soldiers put their lives in danger, he would never let them lose here.

"Let's go!"

When there was no more orcs and elves in the vicinity, Monsoon let out a long breath and shouted again.

"Great Grandmaster! We've won! ”

In the team, Long Su Xin turned his head to look at Ji Feng with a look of reverence.

"It's a victory! A hard-won and unprepared victory......" Ji Feng said lightly with a calm face.

In this battle, the elven race of Azhara suffered heavy losses, but this was all because the other party did not know that the monsoon had returned with the Celestial Army, which was purely by surprise to the other party, which was not replicable, a chance victory, for the monsoon, this victory was just the beginning, and there were many difficulties he had to face next.

Stepping over the corpses of countless elven races and orcs of Azhara, Monsoon headed towards Beaulie's spine, followed closely by a celestial army.

On the other side of the battlefield, the elven race and orcs of Azhara are still on the run.

"Bastard! Hold it! Kill them! ”

"Don't run away! Kill back! ”

"Shock the formation, die!"

An orc general in the rear roared angrily, and they also noticed that Monsoon and his party had stopped chasing, and at this moment, they wanted to fight back.

"Calm me down, stop ......"

At this moment, in the distant barracks, a number of high-ranking generals and overseers appeared in front of the defeated army, and with their arrival, the gradually defeated army finally calmed down.

"General, should we counterattack?" An orc general asked angrily.

"Idiot, why don't you die?"

Answering him was a huge slap in the face, just listening:

"Give me all back to the barracks, and then, I want to know everything that happened today......

Soon, the orcs and elves returned to the barracks.

"Great Grandmaster, now the army of thousands of Jinyu people has arrived at the Command Outpost."

Just as Monsoon was slowly moving forward, a scout galloped forward, turned over and dismounted in front of Monsoon, and knelt respectfully on the ground.

"Jinyu Man!"

Monsoon looked at the soldiers who came to give the order, and at this moment, he also looked in the direction of the dragon's back, and saw a brown, blue-skinned Jinyu man standing on the castle tower.

In the empire established by Conn, the golden fish people of the Emerald Forest occupied important positions in the court of Conn, and these people all had the same surname, the water whisperer, which represented the noble priests in the golden fish culture.

Soon the monsoon returned to Beaulong's back......

Not far from the monsoon, a group of Jinyu people walked towards him, and the first one was quite tall, it was none other than the high priest of the Celestial God Empire, the famous and famous Jade Forest, the Pearlfin Water Whisperer.

Although Monsoon is not a Jinyu man, he can also feel the nobility of this person, and every move of this Jinyu man reveals a magnificent bearing, even among all the people Monsoon has seen, he is outstanding.

"Grand Master, I am the High Priest of the Pandaria Golden Fish Race...... Bead Fin, Water Whisperer!"

From a distance, the Bead Fin Water Whisperer looked at Monsoon, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and under the gaze of countless people, facing Monsoon, he saluted respectfully. This time he came to Beaulong's Spine, originally thinking that it would be a situation of struggling to support, but he didn't expect that Monsoon would lead an army of 30,000 elves and orcs out of the Beaulong's Spine.

Compared with the life span of hundreds of years of the Jinyu people, the life of the monsoon is much shorter, he has lived for hundreds of years, and has never seen such an existence of the monsoon, after today's battle, he has to admit the strength of the monsoon, this ceremony, enough to represent the respect and recognition of the monsoon by the Jinyu people.

"No need to be polite, High Priest Pearlfin, I wonder how many people you have brought?"

Monsoon's eyes flashed with a hint of color, obviously sensing the respect that the Pearlfin Water Whisperer had for him.

"I brought 5,000 people, although the number is not very large, but in the future, there will be support from the Panda People and the Jinyu People, and they will arrive from the Valley of the Four Winds in ......a short time," Pearlfin Water Whisperer said solemnly.

"I see, it's barely enough for you to come now."

Monsoon nodded, a flash of approval in his eyes.

"Grand Master, let my people take the wounded soldiers to heal...... we have brought not only soldiers, but also many priests, just like those fog-weaving warrior monks."

Bead Fin waved his hand behind him.

I saw several people behind him come forward, it was the priest of the Water Whisperer.

"I've seen the Monsoon Shadow Wind Grand Master!"

A group of water whisperer priests stepped forward and fell to the ground one after another, and unlike those Jinyu warriors, these priests were all dressed in extremely elaborate robes and held staff studded with rune stones.

They are all extremely noble among the Jinyu people, but at this moment, facing the monsoon, they dare not be disrespectful.