The Dongxuan soldiers no longer held the slightest bit of trust in Zhan Ge in their hearts. With their defeat, the top priority now was to escape and survive. However, Han Sanhe's appearance gave these soldiers hope. They were facing a crisis now, but it would still be better to gather under the banner of the God of War of this continent. The reputation of being the continent's top militant was not easily forgotten.
As the flag of the God of War fluttered, the rousing sounds of the horn were being blown underneath the flag.
There, five thousand men of the Shadow Cavalry had just formed into a squad. They still looked somewhat deplorable, but they still managed to construct their formation, immobile against the hundreds of thousands of routed soldiers. They were ready to pick up the pieces, coiled and awaiting their commands.
As time went on, the horns formed a choir and the momentum came back to the army.