The War God's Homecoming novel Chapter 438

Chapter 438 Leaving Half of Their Forces Behind

"A small Nanrania, and yet their War Elders have such cultivation. The Western powers must really be willing to invest in you!" Billy spoke with a cold tone. Afterwards, his gaze sharpened, and he took two steps forward, drawing his Bloodshadow Fury Blade. He sent two blood-red blade auras slashing out.

Even though they were at the Mid-War Emperor level, they were still too weak in front of Billy. When Billy unleashed a strike, the very air trembled.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

There was no suspense; the two blade auras cut through their bodies, going through their hearts as if nothing was in their way. In the next moment, the scene returned to calm, and the oppressive aura in the air dissipated instantly. The Bloodshadow Fury Blade returned to its sheath, and Billy stood with his hands behind his back.

"So strong..." the Second Elder of Nanrania said with difficulty. Following that, a bloodline stretched from his left shoulder down to his right waist, and his upper body fell to the ground, blood spattering.

The Third Elder of Nanrania suffered the same fate, his body severed into two parts, and both halves collapsed.

Two Mid-War Emperor level experts had been killed with a single slash. With this, Nanrania's War Elders, all three of them, met their end.

"Second Elder, Third Elder!" Clifford Maldonado, lying on the ground, called out in pain, his face filled with despair. He had never expected Glavale's Commander Gardner to possess such incredible skills. It seemed that Nanrania had indeed gotten itself into big trouble this time.

When Billy spoke of making Nanrania regress by twenty years, he had initially scoffed at it. But now it seemed far from being an empty threat. Deep regrets welled up within him. As the saying goes, greed blinds the eye.

Nanrania had indeed grown somewhat arrogant in recent years, thinking that by aligning themselves with the Western powers, they had the qualifications to challenge Glavale. That was indeed naive. Glavale had a history spanning thousands of years, and except for a few special periods, it had been a superpower with various nations coming to pay tribute for generations. Their foundation was not something a small nation like Nanrania could shake.

At this moment, Clifford's phone rang, and he picked it up to see that it was a call from his deputy.

"Supreme Commander, the border is in danger..." the deputy's voice sounded weak.

"The Army of Bloodshadow from Glavale is too powerful. Two hundred thousand Bloodshadow warriors, their strength is enough to crush our two million troops. We-we are simply not their match. So far, we have lost nearly a hundred thousand..." With that, he hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Supreme Commander, I request a retreat. I'm... afraid that if we continue like this, our eighty thousand soldiers may be completely wiped out in less than two hours."

"What?! How is that possible?" Clifford exclaimed in shock.

"This is my optimistic estimate," the deputy continued, "The actual situation may be worse."

Clifford let out a heavy sigh before shouting loudly, "Retreat! Retreat now!"

"Understood!" The deputy on the other end of the line finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boss, should we pursue them as they retreat?" Azure Dragon and his group, along with four hundred Bloodshadow Guards, approached.

The three to four thousand elite soldiers of Nanrania who had escaped earlier had less than a tenth of their number remaining.

"Humph! If they want to fight, let them fight; if they want to retreat, let them retreat. Is there anything better than this?" Casey replied without waiting for Billy's response.

"Boss said we should make Nanrania regress by twenty years. Today, we should at least leave half of their forces behind!"

"Understood!" Azure Dragon responded loudly.

In the midst of their conversation, the fate of several hundred thousand soldiers of Nanrania was sealed. Glavale wouldn't tolerate provocations; that was the price.

"No! Don't!" Clifford shouted in despair upon hearing their conversation.