"Everyone, please stop and rest, because no one will chase you again." Mubai asked the flying clouded leopard to stop, and he turned to the people behind him and said.
When everyone heard this, they immediately stopped, took a breath, and rested on the spot.
Mu Bai jumped off the ground with Helen, and saw that her face was very pale and she looked like she was in shock.
"How are you?" Mu Bai asked.
Helen shook her head slightly, then suddenly turned her head and retched, vomiting out all the food she had eaten at night.
Mubai smiled and shouted to Aragorn: "Go and take inventory to see if anyone is injured and whether any brothers are separated."
"Yes." Aragorn nodded, and followed Mu Bai's instructions to count the number of people and their injuries.
Mu Bai sat cross-legged on the spot, staring straight ahead. For a moment, he couldn't help but fall into the painful memory, and his eyes gradually turned red.
"My lord." Aragorn's voice brought Mubai back to reality.
"Have the statistics been calculated?" Mubai asked calmly.
Aragorn said: "Three cavalry are missing. It seems they got separated from us in the city. A dozen of my brothers were slightly injured. The armor made by those dwarves is so good that ordinary weapons cannot pierce the armor."
"Yes." Mu Bai nodded and said, "We have to cross the territory of two cities before we can leave the eastern border. Everyone should be careful and rest for an hour before continuing."
"Yes." Aragorn responded and left Mu Bai's side.
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Blackhawk Fortress.
At dawn, the sleeping eldest prince learned the news about Saint Mud City through the sound transmission circle. At that time, he was so angry that he jumped up and down.
"Damn it! That boy deserves to die!"
The eldest prince was wearing gold pajamas and walking around the room, cursing Mu Bai fiercely.
More than a dozen division commanders stood aside and did not dare to say a word.
Louis was a loyal subordinate that the eldest prince had cultivated with great difficulty, and now he was killed by Mu Bai, which can be said to have broken one of his arms.
"Your Highness, why not send 10,000 elite divisions to hunt them down? If that kid wants to leave the border, after all, he has to pass through the territory of two cities. We can intercept and kill them." A division leader suggested.