Capturing Fan Zeng Alive

Outside Jiyuan City, the cheers were as loud as thunder.

The overlord Xiang Yu had fought one against four for over thirty rounds without any signs of falling off. The current Er'Lai seemed like he would fail to hold on and was just about to lose.

Baiqi looked up at the color of the sky. The red sun hung right in the middle. Unknowingly, it was noon.

"Retreat!"

"General?"

Zhang Han was shocked, backing off at such a moment seemed like a bad move.

Baiqi remained silent.

When Zhang Han saw this response, he could only order the troops to retreat.

The moment the military orders were passed down, the outside of the city was sent into a total uproar.

Both sides were unhappy.

Such a seismic battle, without even deciding the victor or the loser, why back off?

But it could not be helped; military orders were as large as the mountains.

No matter how unwilling they were, Zhang Liao and the others could only back off.