My Antique Mirror Is A Portal To Another World-Chapter 30: Defeat, Dissatisfaction

Before Kai Mu could finish laughing, the arrows tore through the shields of the Yuezhi Tribe soldiers on the front line, turning them into hedgehogs.

After a short moment of silence, one of the generals exclaimed in disbelief, "Impossible! How did their arrows pierce our shields?!"

Xue Ruhong saw that the new arrows could pierce the Yuezhi Tribe soldiers’ shields like tofu, and his eyes lit up. Raising his hand, he commanded, "Archers, get ready for another round!"

As the first team stepped back, the second team took position. When they were ready, Xue Ruhong commanded, "Release the arrows!"

Once again, hundreds of arrows rained down on the Yuezhi soldiers.

Kai Mu’s fury boiled as he watched thousands of his men die under Feng Army’s swords and Xue Ruhong’s archer team’s arrows.

With the combined efforts of Feng Xiyan and the Feng Army generals, the battlefield had completely shifted in their favor.

Realizing they were now at a disadvantage, one of the generals said to Kai Mu, "Supreme General, their weapons and arrows are far superior to ours. We should retreat first and find out what kind of weapons they are using, then revise our strategy before attacking again."

Kai Mu was reluctant to back down, but he also knew their armor couldn’t withstand the Feng Army’s weapons, and their weapons couldn’t even leave a scratch on the Feng Army’s armor.

Watching more and more of his men fall under the Feng Army soldiers’ swords and arrows, he clenched his jaw and made a quick decision. Turning around, he ordered, "Retreat!"

At his command, the war drums’ sounds changed again.

Duru~ dum! Duru~ dum! Duru~ dum!

The moment the Yuezhi Tribe soldiers heard the retreat signal, they turned and fled, abandoning their fallen comrades.

Seeing this, Zhan Qi wanted to pursue them, but Feng Xiyan shouted, "Don’t chase!"

Hearing this, Zhan Qi asked, "Great General, isn’t this a good opportunity to wipe them out?"

Feng Xiyan, staring at the retreating enemy, replied, "No. We won because Kai Mu was caught off guard by our new weapons and arrows. If he drags this into a prolonged war, we will lose."

Looking at the battlefield covered with bodies and blood, he added, "Clean the battlefield and gather the arrows, weapons, and armors, then burn the bodies."

"Yes, Great General," Zhan Qi replied and went to coordinate with Tan Pengtai to clean the battlefield.

Soon, black smoke rose into the sky, and the smell of burning corpses spread, weighing heavily on the hearts of the Feng Army soldiers and citizens of Xiqiang City.

While Feng Xiyan and the others were busy handling the aftermath, Kai Mu and his troops were on their way back to the Yuezhi Tribe’s camp.

Seeing that the soldiers were exhausted, one of the generals said to Kai Mu, "Supreme General, Feng Xiyan doesn’t seem to be chasing after us. How about we take a short rest here? The soldiers were exhausted and could not move forward anymore."

Kai Mu looked at the soldiers covered in injuries and sweat, then agreed, "Rest for an hour."

Getting his permission, the general secretly let out a sigh of relief and shouted, "Rest for an hour!"

When the soldiers heard the order, they immediately sat down on the ground to catch their breath. After narrowly escaping death, their morale was completely gone. They sat in silence, their expressions dull and lifeless.

Sensing the heavy atmosphere, Kai Mu knew he had missed the perfect chance to kill Feng Xiyan and take Xiqiang City.

Gritting his teeth, he called for his generals and asked, "Still no news from Lai Ka?"

The generals shook their heads in response. Seeing this, Kai Mu frowned and fell into deep thought.

Feeling a growing sense of unease, he finally said, "Tell the soldiers to continue the journey."

When the soldiers heard this, they struggled to their feet and began marching again while their bodies were heavy with fatigue.

Just as Kai Mu was about to mount his warhorse, a soldier rushed over and knelt before him. "Report! A soldier claiming to be General Lai’s subordinate requests an audience with the Supreme General!"

Kai Mu’s eyes lit up at his words. "Quick! Bring him here!"

"Yes, Supreme General!" the soldier replied and quickly ran off.

Before long, he returned—this time carrying an injured soldier on his back.

After the soldier put him down, the injured soldier reached out weakly toward Kai Mu, gasping for breath as he said, "Su–Supreme General... the Feng Army... th–they are protected by G–Gods... Pl–please... be careful... S–save General L–Lai Ka..."

The moment he finished his words, his outstretched hand fell limp, and he breathed his last.

The other soldier quickly placed a finger beneath the injured soldier’s nose and then looked up at Kai Mu, shaking his head. "Supreme General, he is gone."

Kai Mu’s expression darkened when he heard this. Gritting his teeth, he muttered bitterly, "Protected by Gods? If the Gods want to protect anyone, it should be me!"

Just as he said this, he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground.

"Supreme General!" the generals cried out in alarm and ordered in panic, "Quick! Return to the camp!"

Following their orders, the Yuezhi Tribe soldiers hurriedly carried the unconscious Kai Mu back to their camp.

In just a few hours, the Yuezhi Tribe had lost more than 35,000 soldiers in this night attack. The crushing defeat caused their morale to plummet, and dissatisfaction with Kai Mu spread rapidly through the ranks.

Far away in the Yu Empire, when the sky slowly changed color, news spread throughout the imperial capital city—Emperor Jing Yang had executed the imperial chef and his nine clans.

Both nobles and commoners were shocked and had the same thought when they heard this news.

Emperor Jing Yang was cruel and ruthless, the imperial court was corrupt, and the Wen Clan held great power that they could even cover the sky with their hands.