"We lost! We lost!"
"The General has been beheaded!"
"We've lost!"
As the Ghost Country's military flag fell, their morale plummeted into the abyss.
Rampant rumors were spreading.
Countless people, feeling fear in their hearts, began to flee in rout.
Once there was a first one!
There would be a second!
As the herd effect took hold, the Ghost Camp quickly descended into chaos. Fire was everywhere, as were the sounds of fierce combat.
Li Jing saw that the opposing forces had lost their spirit and naturally wouldn't let this opportunity slip. Under his lead, Nezha and the others charged through the Ghost Camp like wild tigers—they had no equal!
Stimulated by them, the Great Shang army erupted with a combat strength hard to imagine.
A lion leading a flock of sheep can surely defeat a sheep leading a pride of lions!
Moreover!
The soldiers from Chentang Pass were all elite!
"Stop him!"
"Stop him!"
"By all means, don't let them break through!"
