"It's over! Everything is over!"
Looking at the nearly depleted army, Wang Shou fell into despair. These 360,000 soldiers were his accumulation over tens of thousands of years, the foundation of his voice in the military department.
But now, a single battle had destroyed it all!
Furthermore, the devastating loss of the army also put his own life at risk. After all, these soldiers were not his personal troops; they belonged to the imperial court, to the state, to the Light God Emperor.
Upon his return, he would face the Light God Emperor's punishment!
He clearly remembered that before their departure, the Light God Emperor had personally instructed him to secure the military formation, stating that this was his final chance.
"I'm going to kill you!"
Wang Shou's eyes were bloodshot as he let out a hysterical roar. Evil Qi surged, enveloping the heavens, and the battle sword in his hand turned blood-red as he launched a ferocious assault on Zhuge Liang.
