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When Bai Xiuli attacked the city walls, he had no choice but to report this matter to Commander Sun for his order. Uncle Sun didn't agree. He just asked Uncle Sun to take care of Rushing Army and retreat.
However, he didn't expect that Bai Xiuli would ignore the orders to reinforce the charging army and instead take the offensive stance.
Uncle Sun didn't say anything for a long time. It was hard to see any emotion in his unfathomable eyes.
Right before they arrived, he laughed lightly, "Bai Xiuli's base is to rush straight into the battle formation. During the process of the retreat of the enemy, if we find the opportunity to turn the momentum into an offensive force, it would be reasonable to say that we have not completely disregarded the military order. Although Bai Xiuli is not the commander-in-chief of the army, he is still the commander of the army.
It was just "not too much".
The aide said coldly, "If their attacks were successful and they really did charge into the city, you could say that they caught the fighter jet and wouldn't blame them. But if he loses, he will have to bear all the blame! "
Qin Zong Quan did not speak a word the entire time, he only focused on watching the battle.
Uncle Sun glanced at him. "What do you think?"
Qin Zong could not be denied: "As to how much combat power the Imperial Guards actually have, we will have to wait until the results are out."
Uncle Sun nodded and didn't say anything more.
However, looking at the expression in Qin Zong Quan's eyes, he seemed to want to watch a joke.
Chen Qing looked in the direction of Song Qianshu. There were less than twenty people at his side. Right now, the people besieging them were all valiant wolf-hunters. Not a single one was below the Xumi Stage, and half of them were at the Xumi Stage. This showed that Aruba was already using his full strength.
It was a good thing that during the previous rescue mission, he had been able to pierce through the barriers and kill the Song Feudal Lords at Song Qianshu's side. All of them had tyrannical combat prowess and all of them had suppressed their cultivation to the ninth level of the Xumi Stage. Otherwise, they would have been completely wiped out by now.
Cheng Qing estimated the distance between them.
Two hundred and forty steps.
He was still around 80 steps away from killing his way through the city walls at the side of the city wall. After killing his way through the city walls, he would then rush to Song Qianshu's position, which was still around 160 steps away – directly crossing the city walls for a long distance leap was not feasible.
Cheng Qing looked at Song Qianshu and estimated that he only had a moment at most.
If this period of time were to pass, it would be hard to say if they could save Song Qianshu. A large number of wolfmen would also rush over from other places, and at that time, there would be no possibility for them to reunite.
There were too many enemies, so a single moment was too short.
Looking at the current power of the Uighurs on the city wall, as well as the Wolves that would be coming to support them in the future, Cheng Qing drew a general conclusion based on his extraordinary battle consciousness and his rich combat experience from his previous life.
In order to reach 240 steps and successfully save Song Qianshu, he, Li Muzhao, and Yang Ruoxi had to kill 10 Sumeru Stage Ninth Order wolfmen, 30 high stage Sumeru Realm martial artists, nearly 100 Sumeru Realm martial artists, as well as countless ordinary soldiers.
And that even included the strength of the An Tian Sect.
This was simply an impossible task.
After the intense battle just now, Cheng Qing's vitality had already been depleted by a third. Li Mucheng and Yang Ruoxi were similar, and the latter even suffered light injuries.
A layer of coldness covered Cheng Qing's eyes.
Song Qianshu, who was being attacked by the wolfwalker, quickly stuffed a handful of pills into his mouth. As the pills entered his mouth, his face turned an abnormal red.