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"Barbarian King, perhaps you should consider going home."

The Falcon Slave gasped for breath. On its soft and fair body, there were bruises all over. There were new and old, old and new, and there weren't many places that were intact. The Barbarian King had been in an extremely bad mood lately. It had been getting worse and worse. He could no longer control it, and every single time, it would wreak havoc on his body.

The Barbarian King was also panting as he said in a cold voice, "Go home? You want to take this opportunity to escape again, right? "

He smiled sweetly. "Can I run away?"

"It's good that you know you can't escape."

"I only think that the Barbarian King will be in danger if he stays here any longer."

The Barbarian King said proudly, "Gu Shou is the king of the northern region. Who dares to be unfavorable to Gu Shou?"

"Although I don't understand the military situation, I do know that the morale of the northern region is in chaos. The clan leaders and generals of the various clans all have their own thoughts and plans." In their hearts, these people may not truly be willing to be loyal to the Barbarian King. If something were to happen, it's hard to say what might happen. "

"Are you thinking about loneliness?"

The Falcon slave sighed, "I am the Barbarian King's man. I don't think for you, but for whom?"

"You don't need to think about these. You only need to do your best, serve me well, and let me have my fill."

"I'm just worried that if the Barbarian King doesn't go home soon, he won't have a chance to go back."

The eyes of the Barbarian King were filled with pain and anger.

The hundred thousand men from Black Bear Valley were severely injured, but the rest of the soldiers and horses had yet to return. Originally, this was nothing. There were still four hundred thousand men from the northern region. Now, the soldiers in the northern region would be affected by the plague. Many had died, and countless had fallen sick. After Ge Shengge took the lead in asking for a surrender, the northern soldiers, those who had died in battle, those who had died in illness and those who had surrendered, had all been wiped out!

Defeated, or defeated!

They had set off with lofty ambitions and high spirits. They had thought that they would be able to easily breach the northern border and occupy a large area of fertile land and cities within the northern border. Using the northern border as the base, they invaded the Tianyuan Kingdom. No matter what, he had never thought that he would actually fail!

He lost so miserably, so quickly!

It had only been a little more than two months since they had set off!

When he left for the expedition, he only had a few hundred thousand men with him!

The Barbarian King gasped heavily. He had lost, and had no choice but to admit that he had really lost. The failure this time was too much of a blow to him and the north. Perhaps he would never be able to invade the north and finish his business!

Unreconciled, extremely unreconciled, it shouldn't be like this!

"Heaven does not bless me!"

This time, he had suffered a crushing defeat. He had left hundreds of thousands of people behind in the northern border. Even if he could make it back to the northern border alive, he would no longer be the respected Barbarian King!

"There's still a chance, there's definitely still a chance."

With bloodshot eyes and a dull ache in his chest, he spat out another mouthful of blood. The Barbarian King lay powerlessly on the body of the Falcon Slave, staring at the blood on the ground. He vomited blood once more. These days, he had been vomiting blood nonstop, and his body was growing weaker and weaker. Perhaps what the Falcon slave said was right. It was time to return home. As long as he brought these hundred thousand elite soldiers back to the northern region, he would still have a chance!

However, if he withdrew now, the War God King definitely wouldn't allow him to leave unperturbed. He would definitely dispatch elite soldiers to pursue him.

Right now, he only had a few hundred thousand soldiers and horses, while the northern border had four hundred thousand soldiers.

He would only be able to lead the army back to the northern region if he had someone to stop them from chasing him.

The only way to prevent this would be to die. They had to fight to the death to buy time for him and the retreating army. Who would be the one to stop them?

Waves of dizziness, weakness, and exhaustion filled his mind. He was truly tired. At this moment, the Barbarian King only wanted to be able to sleep in peace!

Panic, extreme fear, all the commanders under the Barbarian King had already found out about what had happened in the south of Pine River. Because of this, the Barbarian King immediately led them out of the city they had occupied in the northern border. They retreated all the way to the wilderness. Unexpectedly, the Wind Chasing Army did not take the opportunity to attack them. Instead, they let them retreat and follow them from a distance, allowing them to occupy the land of the city.

Behind them was their home in the Northern Region. In front of them were countless valiant Wind Chasers, eyeing them covetously.

Several generals had received a secret letter from the northern border. They called it the "Nine-tailed Fox" Commander, Ouyang Baofeng. The letter only contained a few simple sentences, which pointed out their predicament. The Barbarian King would definitely leave them with a dead end. The only way out was to sacrifice the Barbarian King in exchange for a chance to return to the northern region alive.

It had to be said that the nickname Nine Tailed Fox was not just for show!

The Barbarian King's thoughts had long been thoroughly analyzed by Ouyang Baofeng. He wanted to retreat from the northern border and leave behind a trail of soldiers. Only in this way would they be able to stop the Wind Chasing Army's pursuit time and time again, and use the corpses of the Northern Reaches soldiers to pave a path back to the Northern Reaches.

The generals were hesitant. The Barbarian King had gained a lot of prestige in recent years, and their hearts were filled with reverence.

The order of the Barbarian King had made the generals determined. Sure enough, some of them had been ordered to withdraw their troops, and this order had been issued at the same time. The general knew very well that he and his men were suicides, but even if he was willing to die for the Barbarian King, his men would not be willing. Previously, the Barbarian King had abandoned his soldiers south of Songjiang without any hesitation. Now, he was going to abandon them and send them to their deaths!

Although there weren't many generals who were ordered to stay behind, the Nine Tailed Fox commander's letter had already pointed out the way for them and made it very clear. The Barbarian King would leave behind a portion of his soldiers to prevent the Wind Chasers from escaping. It was a long way to go, and under the pursuit of the Wind Chasers, he would have to constantly leave behind his soldiers to block the Wind Chasers. This was the only way for the Barbarian King to return to the depths of the northern region.

The generals discussed in private with the Barbarian King as they considered Ouyang Baofeng's suggestion. They decided to sacrifice the Barbarian King in exchange for a chance to return to the Northern Frontier alive. In the letter, the commander had promised that as long as they sacrificed the Barbarian King, he would not hunt them down and allow them to retreat safely.

The Falcon Slave coldly stared at the Barbarian King. In just a few short days, the Barbarian King had aged over ten years, and there was not a single strand of black hair left on his head!

Suddenly, the Barbarian King stood up, gasping for breath. His eyes were filled with a murderous glint as he tightly gripped the great blade beneath his ribs.

"You must be having a nightmare, Barbarian King." The Falcon slave lightly said.

"Slave Falcon, ever since you returned to Gu's side, you've suffered great losses, losing soldiers and losing generals."

The Barbarian King's eyes were cold and merciless as he stared at the gentle and beautiful Falcon Slave. Many of his subordinates urged him on, saying that Falcon Slave had brought him endless misfortune in the northern region. But how could the Barbarian King bear it?

At this moment, he suddenly remembered that ever since the Falcon Slave had returned to his side, the northern region had suffered successive defeats. Could it be that this Falcon Slave had brought misfortune upon the northern region?

whoosh * The Barbarian King drew his treasured blade and slashed at the Falcon Slave with a cold glint.