"My great-grandfather was frightened and quickly abandoned the ship and ran back. The old man in the villain's hometown said: On a sunny day without wind, the hourglass is coming, which means that the sand ghost is coming. You must run to a higher place, the higher the better. Although the sand is dusty

Confused, my great-grandfather couldn't see the direction clearly, so he could only rely on

The impression rushed to the high ground, and later great-grandfather fainted. When great-grandfather woke up, the big lake had disappeared and became what it is now. All the people who went into the lake to fish for fish that day did not come back, and great-grandfather was lucky.

Save a life."

"The great-grandfather told the villain's grandfather what happened, in case the descendants encounter the sand ghost one day and don't know how to run for their lives." The soldier begged with a grimace: "My lord, please give the order to retreat quickly, otherwise it will be too late!"

Ye Qingyue was doubtful. It was hard to believe that a small sandstorm could submerge a huge lake.

"Your Majesty, my subordinates also suggest that we retreat temporarily, at least until this sandstorm passes."

Unexpectedly, Ni Scan also said the same thing.[

"Leading the troops to retreat when the battle is in full swing will lead to instability in the morale of the troops, a decrease in morale, and may even allow Nanzhao to take the lead!"

"Now it's not just us who are affected, the enemy will also not be happy. I am confident that I can kill them and make them lose their armor!"

The wind speed seemed to have slowed down slightly, but the sandstorm in the sky showed no sign of subsidence, and the sky became darker.

There was a burst of flying sand and rocks, and the horse was frightened. Ye Qingyue tightened the reins, stretched out her hand to stroke her long mane, and looked directly at Yehang through her iron helmet.

"I would like to give you the order!"

Nishan said without hesitation.

The decline of the motherland began with the disappearance of Qixia Lake. The rich became poor, and the people's livelihood became unbearable. Who can understand the pain better than the people of Linyi?

Sand ghost, sand ghost!

If it's not okay, if it's true...

Ye Zhang would rather gamble with his own life on the chance of the survival of thirty thousand Linyi soldiers.

"Okay, very good!"

Although Ye Qingyue is arrogant, he is not a mediocre person who cannot listen to his subordinates. He is also willing to put his head on the edge of a knife after issuing a military order. No matter how stubborn he is, won't he end up ignoring his soldiers?

The messengers were summoned, and as soon as the retreat order was given, they saw reports coming from the front.

"Report! Report to your lord, the Nanzhao army has begun to retreat!"

In the sandstorm, the clang of clashing swords and guns was almost inaudible, and due to environmental constraints, only sporadic fights remained.

The generals of the two armies, Nanzhao and Xiwu, all chose to temporarily succumb to the power of the sandstorm. Due to the large number of people on both sides and the vast battlefield area, the retreat orders were sent out in sequence centered on the general's position. It was also necessary to prevent the other party from taking advantage of the chaos to make a sneak attack.

There is no way to completely escape for a moment.

Suddenly, on the right side of the moon in the Yanyue Formation, where the sandstorm first formed, the huge "hourglass" showed signs of materialization, and people with good eyesight could vaguely see a strange yellow light.

Ye Qingyue was walking back when a loud noise suddenly came from behind. Just as he turned his horse's head, a soldier stumbled towards him and said with a look of horror on his face: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the ground is sinking! Run!"

Well, the ground is sinking!"

"What!" Ye Qingyue grabbed the soldier's collar with one hand, lifted it up and asked, "Where is Mr. Li!" [
Chapter completed!