"Why did you recognize this human as your master?"
The little Devil smiled.
"Because if you don't, you'll die!"
Mo Li replied.
"You're lucky!"
The little Devil nodded.
"Consider yourself unlucky!"
Mo Li's body shrunk to five meters tall and returned behind Zhang Xing.
The little Devil wanted to look up at the vortex in the sky. That was his way home.
But he couldn't go back.
Crack!
Crack!
The sound of bones breaking came from his neck.
It was like the sound of a tall building collapsing.
Whoosh!
Just as he was about to look up, a black crack appeared on his neck.
Immediately after, his huge head separated from his body and crashed to the ground.
Plop!
Like a bull demon king, his head rolled to the ground below Zhang Xing's feet.
The little Devil's eyes widened, his gaze filled with endless nostalgia.
Never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined that he would die in a foreign land after being summoned for this journey.
After three breaths, the little Devil's head and standing body turned into black gas.
A breeze blew, and the black gas dissipated into the air as if he had never been to this world.
Not bad, he had taken in a Dark Knight. It was quite useful at critical moments.
Zhang Xing nodded in satisfaction.
"Alright, let's go back!"
At this moment, everyone in Glory Fort was looking forward to Zhang Xing's return.
Fort Master Liard, Vice Fort Master Doha, and a few other commanders were anxiously waiting above the city gate.
"Look!
They're back! "
Ai and Commander Roger were pleasantly surprised.
The eyes of the higher-ups lit up.
In the blink of an eye, Zhang Xing and his nine dragon companions, who had returned to their human forms, were in front of them.
"Lord Zhang, how was the battle?
Did the Jinghong Army's vanguard retreat? "
Doha asked anxiously.
"Oh, their vanguard was all killed. Not a single one returned."
Zhang Xing said calmly.
"That's great!"
Doha thumped his palms excitedly, then continued, "After such a heavy blow, I think the enemy will not dare to attack so easily."
"That's right. This gives us a chance to catch our breath. Once the reinforcements arrive, the stronghold will be safe and sound."
Ai and Grand Commander Luo sighed in relief.
"The stronghold is fine now. There's no need for reinforcements," Zhang Xing said.
Everyone else was stunned. What did he mean by that?
The vanguard of the Terpsichore Army was only forty to fifty million men. Behind them, there were still over four hundred million soldiers.
Could it be that after this defeat, they would withdraw their troops?
How is this possible? Think about it from another perspective. The big shots of the Alliance Army all think that they have to fight.
Zhang Xing didn't explain. Even if he did, they wouldn't believe him.
"Alright, I'm going back to drink soup."
Zhang Xing was still thinking about Ruan Mei. She said that she would make soup for Zhang Xing tonight.
It was said that after wandering outside for so many years, she had figured out a medicinal soup on her own.
When Zhang Xing returned to his private residence, Ruan Mei immediately surrounded him, chattering away.
"Where's the soup?"
Zhang Xing didn't answer her random questions.
"Oh, I forgot. I didn't expect you to come back so quickly. I'll go make it for you now."
Ruan Mei skipped away.
Ten minutes later …
Zhang Xing looked at the bowl of black paste that Ruan Mei brought over and frowned.
"This is soup?"
"What do you think?"
"Heavens, this is the first time I've seen such a sticky soup!"
Zhang Xing was speechless.
"Are you sure this isn't dog food?"
"Forget it if you don't want to eat it. I'm kind enough to earn some donkey liver and lungs!"
Ruan Mei sat down angrily, then dug a spoonful and stuffed it into her mouth.
Then …
Her face turned green.
Urgh!
She covered her mouth and ran out.