Chapter 738 Retreat
*Vroom*
"BO! Ahahaha." The Demi-human-dragonfly female emerged from a small space vortex and directly stabbed her closest opponent.
"ARGHGH!!!"
"What is happening here?!" The Emperors of the Great Serpent panicked.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of space vortexes opened and one Emperor after another emerged from them until the number of new arrivals reached nearly 400.
This means that they are now fighting 150 against 500!!
"Dammit! Focus on protecting your lives! Your lives!!!" General Sully felt the sky in fulling over his head. Their battle earlier was difficult enough, now it was just a massacre, "Damn you, Dirit! Damn you for abandoning us!!"
General Parrs also started looking around like crazy. If the rest of the fleets were here, they would have managed to put up a fight, and even if they felt that they would be defeated, they could have withdrawn, but how could they withdraw now when there were more than half a million soldiers on the ground? The remaining ships cannot carry this number of soldiers, should they just leave them here?!
"Ahh!!!"
"Get away! Argh!!!"
Parrs began to sweat, all the roads in front of him were closed, even if he wanted to help his followers and then take his fleet and retreat, that giant Treant would not allow him to move!
Parrs slowly looked in front of him again through gritted teeth, then raised his weapon, "That's enough, show me how strong a damned tree can be!"
Then he pounces forward, whether helping his followers or escaping. He must first get rid of Tavina's close surveillance.
...Not far away, Flora stopped a Martial Emperor from the Red Flame Dragon Tribe, "Hey, what's going on? Why did you all break the plan and come?"
"Oh young lady, didn't you know? Those ships that left here ealrier attacked Winter Eagle City and destroyed the space portal. They had already seen our numbers, there was no need to hide any longer so we came to collect some points, haha."
"What!? How did they know about that place?! ...Were there any losses other than the space portal?" Flora furrowed her eyebrows
"No, we are all fine," that Emperor shrugged, "We do not know the reason for the attack nor why they destroyed the space portal either. The Shadow Swords are still there investigating the matter."
Flora also frowned, this is ridiculous and doesn't seem strategic at all... Maybe they don't know that the portal is something that can be easily rebuilt? Or perhaps they thought the portal was the source of the small space vortexes? This is permissible since they do not know anything about teleportation matrices yet...
*Baam*
The next moment, a loud sound was heard, breaking the sound barrier and clearly breaking some bones.
"ARGHH!!!"
Dozens of ships appeared again and rammed into all the Martial Emperors in their path, then they quickly landed and a loud voice was heard from them commanding the soldiers, "Return to your ships immediately!"
"Dirrit, you bastard, I knew you wouldn't dare run away!!" Sully cursed again, but inwardly he breathed a sigh of relief
"You're not going anywhere!!" A Demi-human with the head of a bull became angry after colliding with one of the ships and took out his weapon. It was clear that he wanted to see blood.
But he felt a hand grabbing his wrist. When he was about to evade it and curse its owner, he heard Flora's voice shouting at him, "Don't forget our mission, we are not here to kill or score points!" Then she raised her voice so that the rest could hear her in the common language of Planet Jura, "Do not do anything that you will regret when His Excellency finds out. Be wise, it will be better for you!"
As a bucket of cold water was poured over their heads, the Emperors of Greenland and Orphan Blood calmed the pace considerably. Some of those who were preparing to launch their strongest attack also stopped.
However, the battle did not stop. The sudden withdrawal announcement destroyed everything that the imperial ground forces were striving for and wasted the land they had painstakingly captured. They also had no line left to defend, so they received attacks from all directions, and the death toll among the ground forces quickly accumulated
"Move! Move! Move!!" After the last soldier entered the ships, the generals gave the signal to retreat. One by one, the ships rose and then set off towards the horizon.
"This isn't over yet!!" The heavily wounded Parrs pointed at the tree-father and shouted, spitting blood, then turned and raced towards the nearest ship, and with a *swoosh* he disappeared with the rest of them.
"..." Flora looked towards the horizon as she watched the ships disappear towards the central region as planned
Then she looked down to see what was not planned...
"I think we should have expected this from a war. We can't hold the soldiers' hands whenever they try to attack..." Fogun appeared next to her and sighed, not knowing if he was comforting her or himself.
The destruction on the ground was terrifying. The war was already raging, and during that unplanned withdrawal, more bodies piled up. Just by the looks of it, more than 100,000 of the invaders' soldiers were killed today!
Then Flora scanned her eyes a little. There were several spots on the ground where a pale person was lying, and around him was a ring of soldiers staring at her and messing with his body... Each one of them was an Emperor. The time frame between the appearance of support coming from the Winter Eagle city and the arrival of the space warships was roughly 4 minutes, and during these four minutes the death toll among the invading Martial Emperors accumulated until it reached 15 bodies, in addition to the destruction of 20 ships!
The King of the Grzing Rats Kingdom landed next to Flora and Fogun, and spoke seriously: "I think this can be considered minor damage if we looked at it from another point of view."
Fogun looked to the side angrily, "Didn't you hear that they suffered heavy losses at Winter Eagle City as well? His Excellency will kill us! Which point of view should we look at to see the situation better?!"
Charvier tilted his head to the side, "this point of view Ahaha." Then he burst out laughing and flew away.
"I will kill him, I WILL--!! Heh~" Fogun started cursing loudly but caught himself and sighed, "It doesn't matter, at least we have a gift for His Excellency..."
"What gift is that?" Flora quickly turned around, anything to get them out of this predicament!
"There." Fogun indicated with a slight movement, smiling
Flora followed the movement of his hand and saw a few people bound in chains and stabbed with sealing nails, all of them making a groaning sound from the intensity of pain, missing one of their limbs, and some of them had their interiors touching the ground, Flora herself could not tell whether they were forced to kneel or if they collapsed from the severity of pain... But what matters is that they are all alive, and their aura says that they are all Martial Emperors!
These are the first prisoners of importance since the war began!