Looking at the large number of soldiers rushing over, Lang Buli's expression was incomparably ugly.
The [Night Roarer] had been lured away by Wang Xiao, and his brother and the [Nine Devourer Taotie] had been delayed by the other party's soldiers. Now, there were only two choices left in front of Lang Buli—
He could either recall the mirror image's [Night Roarer] and use this portion of energy to project other soldiers for emergencies, or he could place his hopes on the speed of the [Night Roarer] which would return to help after he killed Wang Xiao.
Regardless of that choice, Lang Buli could not guarantee that he would definitely win. However, if he did not kill Wang Xiao while he was alone now, he would not have such a good opportunity in the future.
The soldiers that had rushed over were already within a hundred meters. If a normal person were to face this choice, they would definitely be extremely conflicted now. However, Lang Buli was a lunatic.