Teaching You Some Manners (3)

At this point, Shi Dakai was already out of options. Looking at his ruined troops, Shi Dakai's heart was full of despair. Faced with the wreckage, he spoke with much difficulty.

"Fall back…"

This time, it was no longer a strategic retreat but a rightful surrender.

Having already lost their battle morale, the Fu Xiang army reacted like a herd of fleeing wild horses on Shi Dakai's command to retreat. Their only desperate wish was that they could run faster.

Over 50,000 men of the 200,000-strong Fu Xiang army had died by the Five-Blow-Thunderstruck. The remaining survivors fled as fast as they could.

No one was willing to remain a second longer in this hell.

Following Fu Xiang's retreat, the inky clouds covering the sky outside the Free Valley dissipated. Sunlight shone across the earth and dispelled the gloom. Only the charred remains of those struck by lightning, and the 25 conscious but paralyzed Terminators, were left.