"We... we won?" Ri Di asked in astonishment.
"No." Zheng Xiu's face was pale as he gazed into the distance. The retreating Western Regions army hadn't withdrawn completely. Instead, they had planted their shields in the ruined town, maintaining formation—defensive, but not attacking.
The stalemate lasted for half the day. By dusk, Xie Yunliu could no longer restrain himself and led a charge.
"KILL!"
However, their camels were merely for transport, not for battle. As Xie Yunliu charged, the enemy waved their flags once more. The thunderous roll of war drums erupted, and the startled camels instantly became uncontrollable, throwing the hundred-man Divine Martial Army's Military Array into disarray.
