There was one such team among the fleeing White Tiger Army, and they didn't panic in the slightest.
The pursuing Vermilion Bird Army tried everything they could think of, but to no avail.
They were Zhang Xing's Hundred Dragon Battle Squad.
At this point, they had nowhere to run.
The Vermilion Bird Army also saw the battle in the air.
The pursuing Vermilion Bird Army came to a halt.
The White Tiger Army was like a turtle in a jar, and there was no hurry to destroy them.
Everyone looked up at the sky, waiting for the result of the battle.
However, the Vermilion Bird Army's confidence was at an all-time high, and they were certain that General Ha Chi would win without a doubt.
This was because General Lin Huxiao had already lost in terms of momentum.
Think about it, how many people could remain calm when surrounded by millions of enemy soldiers?
General Lin Huxiao couldn't, and neither could General Ha Chi.
However, General Lin Huxiao was on the losing side.
As such, General Lin Huxiao was gradually losing ground to Ha Chi.
Most importantly, he had too many things on his mind.
"Haha …"
Boom!
Lin Huxiao knew that he had already lost, and even if he were to die, it would be useless.
Thus, he decided to retreat.
Ha Chi found an opening and slashed at General Lin Huxiao's back.
General Lin Huxiao spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face paled as he crashed to the ground.
"All hail General Ha Chi!"
All of the Vermilion Bird Army soldiers immediately cheered for their general.
The morale of the Vermilion Bird Army reached an all-time high.
Despair appeared in the eyes of the White Tiger Army soldiers.
Ha Chi threw his head back and roared with laughter as he pointed his crescent blade at Lin Huxiao.
"Lin Huxiao, you've finally met your end!
Even if you knew about our reinforcements, you still couldn't defend yourself.
Why is that?
Have you ever thought about it? "
Lin Huxiao struggled up from the ground.
They didn't know why.
The White Tiger Sect's internal strife was too severe, and they weren't as united as the Vermilion Bird Army.
Both sides also had six Guardian Elders.
However, the Vermilion Bird Army's six guardian elders didn't dare to form factions.
This was because their sect leader was too powerful.
No one dared to stir up trouble under his nose.
The White Tiger Sect's sect leader's management style was a balancing act.
The political structure that had been formed over the years couldn't be changed even if he wanted to.
"Cut the crap. I'll remember my defeat at your hands today.
We'll meet again! "
Lin Huxiao swung the axes in his hands: "Men of the White Tiger Army, follow me and break out of the encirclement!"
After saying that, his figure flashed and rushed toward the west.
The White Tiger Army on the ground began to move with him.
Zhang Xing was in the westernmost position.
At this moment, he had no intention of standing out.
Even if he led a group of dragons to take back the Heavenly Moat Ridge, not only would he not be recognized by the higher-ups, but he would also not be recognized by the higher-ups.
Instead, it would bring him more trouble and even more killing intent.
The Six Guardian Elders and the Sect Master would definitely think so.
Since you, Zhang Xing, have the ability to turn the tide, why didn't you do anything at the beginning?
You waited until my White Tiger Army was almost completely wiped out before you made your move. What are your intentions?
In short, whatever Zhang Xing could think of, they could too.
What Zhang Xing couldn't think of, they could.
To the west was the endless Demon Forest, where a large number of demonic beasts lived.
The number of Seven Star Saint-level demonic beasts was enormous.
There were many more eight-star and nine-star Saints than humans.
The four Demon Gods ruled over their own territories.
They weren't friendly with humans, but they didn't attack each other either.
If hundreds of thousands of people could escape into the Demon Forest, the Vermilion Bird Army definitely wouldn't dare to charge in.
Of course, whether or not those who escaped into the forest would depend on their own luck.