Douluo: God-level choice, breaking off the engagement with Ning Rongrong at the beginning

Chapter 142: The Tiandou Empire was defeated and retreated to Tiandou City.

"National Master, why did the army retreat instead of fighting?"

Avalanche looked at the scattered army and said in disbelief.

There are a full 100,000 archers here. How come they started retreating less than an incense stick of time after being on the battlefield?

Looking at the countless fleeing soldiers, a trace of surprise flashed across Yu Xiaogang's face.

You know, all the Tang family troops have participated in this charge, and they can kill at least a thousand Soul Kings.

But the fact that the army was defeated was before his eyes. Yu Xiaogang knelt on one knee and said firmly:

"Your Majesty, please organize the army and prepare for battle."

At this time, Xue Beng was still in a daze. His army of 100,000 was defeated just like that?
He almost collapsed in his seat, close to mental breakdown.

He was only an emperor who had been in power for less than a year, and he did not have the strong psychological quality to allow him to accept everything in front of him.

"Master, where is my teacher?"

At this point, Xue Beng placed his hopes on the Haotian Sect.

There are seven Titled Douluo in the Haotian Sect. If they take action, they will definitely be able to stop Bibi Dong's attack.

"Well, King Lan Hao's whereabouts are erratic, and I don't know the details."

Yu Xiaogang pretended to be confused.

Of course he knew where Tang San was. He must be training in the Star Dou Great Forest now.

Xiao San has made rapid progress recently and is actually close to Contra.

At this critical juncture, he would never let the mistress take action.

Xiao San is his most proud disciple. It would be best if the Tiandou Empire is not destroyed. If it is destroyed, the worst that can happen is that they move to the Xingluo Empire.

"What a good thing!"

Xue Beng beat his chest and stamped his feet, feeling extremely anxious.

Without Tang San, he would not be able to command everyone in the Haotian Sect.

Although the Haotian Sect has already transferred many people to garrison in the royal city, he does not want to be the king guarding the city.

Now that the Tiandou army has been destroyed, what is the point of defending the royal city?

On the other side, the defeated army had fled back to the garrison of the million-strong army.

There were 100,000 people when they left, but less than 30,000 came back.

The Holy Dragon Legion did not continue chasing foolishly. No matter how strong they were, they could not defeat a million strong army.

Xue Beng walked out of the tent in a depressed mood, and looked at the group of defeated soldiers, feeling even more depressed.

When he looked around, he still couldn't find the man.

He looked at Goron's lieutenant general and asked sternly:
"Where's Marshal Goron?"

The lieutenant lowered his head in questioning, and then said in near despair:
"Marshal Goron has died."

"sacrifice?"

Xue Beng felt as if his brain had exploded and he had no energy to think at all.

“Sacrifice, sacrifice, sacrifice.”

He muttered to himself for a long time, and he seemed to have aged ten years.

That was the marshal he appointed, but he died so hastily because of a charge.

"All soldiers, follow me to the battle!"

Avalanche roared.

"Your Majesty!"

Seeing Xue Beng's impulsive behavior, Yu Xiaogang hurriedly spoke up to stop him.

Avalanche is just a Soul King. If he really goes into battle, he will be killed by the enemy in an instant.

By then, the Tiandou Empire will be leaderless and may even be plunged into civil strife.

"Master, what should I do?"

Avalanche was like a helpless child, calling for help from Yu Xiaogang.

But what ideas did Yu Xiaogang have? He was proficient in the theory of martial spirits, not the art of war.

"Your Majesty should keep calm. There are countless strong men in our Tiandou Empire. There must be soldiers who can rival Marshal Ge Long."

Yu Xiaogang could only continue to comfort her.

"From now on, you are the marshal of my Tiandou Empire."

Xue Beng actually fixed his gaze on the lieutenant general and spoke solemnly.

The lieutenant general stood there in a daze.

The title of marshal was not a reward, but a death warrant. He was just a lieutenant general, and he had to risk his life to command a million troops.

"Su Mo, are you okay?"

Hu Liena rushed over with 80,000 heavily armored troops, and her eyes were full of worry as she looked at Su Mo.

"I am a peerless Douluo, how could anything happen to me?"

Su Mo put his arm around Hu Liena's shoulders, his tone very relaxed.

"You're still being stubborn! How weak is your soul power?"

Hu Liena hugged Su Mo with heartache. She could feel that most of Su Mo's soul power had been consumed at this moment.

"Why, do you want to help me replenish my soul power?"

Su Mo touched Hu Liena's buttocks while teasing her.

"Hate!"

Hu Liena's pretty face turned slightly red and she looked around nervously.

Fortunately, the army was busy advancing and no one noticed Su Mo's little trick.

"Master Su, it seems your plan is good."

Qian Daoliu came to Su Mo's side at some point, with a faint smile on his lips.

"Great Priest, are you here for that matter?"

Su Mo seemed to have anticipated Qian Daoliu's appearance and just said it lightly.

"Yes, is she okay now?"

Qian Daoliu asked cautiously.

When he said the word "her", a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

"She's fine, but there's no way she can leave Poseidon Island."

Su Mo said.

"really."

Qian Daoliu's disappointment was beyond words.

But for him, the most important thing is the Wuhun Empire and the inheritance of the angel clan.

No matter what, it was impossible for him to leave the mainland and live on Poseidon Island forever.

But soon, his expression returned to normal, and he smiled faintly:

"It's time to end this war!"

He waved his hand, and six elders suddenly appeared.

Su Mo was stunned by this operation.

Does Qian Daoliu have a hidden secret? Where did these six people come from?

"Gentlemen, follow me to fight. It's time to practice your fists and feet."

Qian Daoliu shouted.

The six priests nodded in agreement and marched towards the army together with Qian Daoliu.

Tang Chen is dead, and no one in the Tiandou Empire can compete with him.

At Su Mo's call, all the troops of the Wuhun Empire were dispatched, and even Bibi Dong led the elders to launch a fierce attack on Tiandou.

Countless Titled Douluo came to the fore, and Tiandou was beaten back step by step, all the way back to the royal city.

"National Master, you still can't find a teacher?"

Avalanche asked with a sad face while sitting in the palace.

"Your Majesty, don't worry. All the Titled Douluo of the Haotian Sect are already stationed in Tiandou City. The Wuhun Empire will definitely be blocked outside the city."

Yu Xiaogang said respectfully.

"Ah."

The anxiety in Xue Beng's heart did not dissipate.

The Tiandou Empire has been passed down for so many generations. Could it be possible that he would become the king of a fallen country?

After several days of fighting, most of the million-strong army had been wiped out, and many towns and villages that originally belonged to the Tiandou Empire actually surrendered directly and chose the Wuhun Empire.

"From now on, there is no need to pay agricultural taxes for five years. According to the old regulations of the Spirit Hall, everyone can enjoy free spirit tests, and all spirit masters can receive subsidies from the Spirit Empire."

"Long live the Spirit Empire!"

The villagers cheered.

They thought they were about to face an even more brutal rule, but they did not expect that the Wuhun Empire would be so compassionate to the people and directly exempted them from taxes for five years, and even provided free Wuhun testing.

(End of this chapter)