As the smoke dispersed, a hellish scene appeared on the battlefield.
Not a single one of the millions of orcs was standing.
The Qiu Family Army was also stunned by this unparalleled power.
The orcs were even more terrified.
The battlefield was dead silent!
Indeed, how could it not be silent when they were all dead!
Suddenly, there was movement on the battlefield.
A werewolf crawled out from the big hole that was blown up.
When he saw such a tragic scene, he could not help but howl at the sky!
Roar …
Crash!
Another wave of movement.
A second orc crawled out from another big hole.
Then, a third, a fourth …
King Bimeng counted silently in his heart.
When he counted to 520, there was no more movement on the battlefield.
Are there only a few survivors?
After waiting for a while, King Bimeng, King Lion, King Tiger, King Bear … and countless orcs were disappointed.
Only five hundred and twenty people survived!
Tragic!
Too tragic!
Prince Nan's army did not send out a single soldier, they only fired a cannon and millions of orcs died.
How could they fight this war?
Looking at the orcs with low morale, King Bimeng felt helpless.
This blow was too heavy.
No one could bear it!
If it was not for Sir Dragon God's instructions, he would have ordered a retreat immediately.
Under Sir Dragon God's protection, the orcs did not suffer any losses in the battle with the Totem Clan.
But now that Sir Dragon God was not here, the orcs' incompetence was immediately shown.
They still wanted to show Sir Dragon God some achievements.
But as soon as they fought with Prince Nan's army, they were defeated so badly that they could not raise their heads.
The orcs had lost their fighting spirit, even if they were to forcefully attack the city now, it would not achieve any good results.
They might even continue to lose a large number of orcs.
"Send the order immediately, gather all the orc kings for a meeting."
King Bimeng had no choice but to listen to everyone's opinions.
Not long after, all the orc kings gathered in front of King Bimeng's tent.
"Everyone, we've had a bad start, what do you think?"
King Bimeng did not beat around the bush and went straight to the point.
"I suggest we retreat for 30 miles!"
"I second that!"
"I agree too!"
"…"
King Eagle's suggestion was approved by everyone.
The Behemoth King remained silent. He neither nodded nor shook his head.
"King Bimeng, what do you mean?"
Bear King said.
The Bimeng King took a deep breath.
"This is the mission given to us by Sir Dragon God.
Although he didn't tell us what to do, we couldn't do anything at all.
How can we face Sir Dragon God again?
If he isn't satisfied and abandons us beastmen, have you thought of the consequences? "
"This …"
All the beast kings hesitated.
What the Bimeng King said was right.
Sir Dragon God had sealed the orcs for a thousand years, so he must have returned to make up for it.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have led them back to the Black Tortoise Continent.
Although Sir Dragon God's way of doing things was very strange.
But how would they know that they were being used by Zhang Xing?
Zhang Xing was not some Senior Dragon God.
"King Behemoth, what do you think we should do?"
Lion King asked.
"The only thing we can do now is …"
After saying this, the Bimeng King stopped and swept his gaze over the other Beast Kings.
"Only Beast Kings above the Sage Realm will follow me to break open the city gates!"
"What?"
All the Beast Kings looked at the Bimeng King in shock.
"Are you crazy?"
"We don't know anything about the South Prince's residence army. Who knows how strong they are?"
"Yes, we'll be courting death if we do that."
"Once we die, the orc army will be finished!"
Almost all the orc kings were against this suggestion.