The Jin Xia army has fled again.
At present, this is also the only advantage of this Eastern Army.
The speed of the light cavalry is simply too fast, even if the Chen army tried their utmost, they couldn't catch up.
Yao'er City was taken, and it was taken with minimal casualties, severely damaging the enemy forces; yet on the faces of the entire army, not a single hint of a smile could be seen.
Outside Yao'er City.
Corpses lay in disorder, bodies scattered everywhere, the bloodstains and broken flags, swords, and spears on the wild grass heaps forming an almost desolate scene.
Above it all, a sound of crying lament permeated.
"Father, mother..."
"My child, my child..."
"Girl, my girl, wake up, don't sleep, wake up don't sleep, sob..."
The surviving civilians of Yao'er City knelt before the corpses of their relatives, crying uncontrollably.
