But now, the significance of obtaining this life and death file for investigation is almost gone.

Because it is of no use anymore!

In front of them, Mo Yunwei's corpses lay scattered everywhere. Their lives had already told Meng Wuya everything and the reality.

"Chu Yang is not dead!" Meng Wuya felt mentally and physically exhausted.

This feeling has never really appeared before in his hundreds of thousands of years as a soldier.

But now, at this moment, he really felt that he was really powerless against the enemy in front of him! Although he still had two thousand troops under his command, and each of them was a master, Meng Wuya no longer had any confidence!

To be a general, one should not be afraid of failure. It is the nature of a general to be defeated and defeated repeatedly. There is nothing to fear from repeated defeats. As long as one has the confidence to continue fighting, anything is possible. However, when a general loses his confidence to fight, then

Forget about everything!

When he saw the corpses of these three hundred Mo Yun Guards, Meng Wuya didn't even order the pursuit. There was no doubt that he had lost his confidence as a general!

This was the first time in his life.

"Only Chu Yang can give his enemies such courtesy!" Meng Wuya looked at the corpses in front of him. It could be seen from all the corpses that they were killed happily and without pain!

Moreover, all the bones and all the remaining limbs and fragments are still in the same position as when they landed! They have not moved at all!

This proves that after the enemy killed these people, they never desecrated the corpses in the slightest.

And here, there is also the flesh and blood of the enemy. This proves that although the enemy has achieved a complete victory, it has not been completely without paying a price!

In such a brutal battle, even if one desecrates the corpse or even destroys the corpse to vent his anger, it is understandable and forgivable, but there is clearly no such action at the scene now!

Meng Wuya closed his eyes tiredly.

Exhausted physically and mentally!

"Immediately, send a message to the Emperor of Heaven immediately!" Meng Wuya closed his eyes, shook his body, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, dripping on his chest. He had been seriously injured by the calamity soul, and had suppressed the heavy internal troubles all the way.

, finally, under his excitement, he could no longer suppress it and burst out!

Ignoring everyone's worried glances, Meng Wuya waved his hand and said softly: "My lord... Meng Wuya has failed to live up to Heaven's grace and is unable to deal with Chu Yang! Ten thousand children, buried in the land of the Eastern Emperor!..."

At this point, Meng Wuya stopped in pain, and after a long time he said with difficulty: "...please your majesty...reinforcement!"

There are still more than one hundred and ten thousand words left, but I really don’t want to write anymore...I...I can only say that I am fucking dying!
Chapter completed!