Xiao Yu scooped up the unconscious Xingye, his Dark Iron Armor still stained with drying blood. He strode toward the Taihe Hall, and wherever he passed, the Xiliang cavalrymen parted to make way.
"My King!" Wulan Bari rushed over. "The remnants of the Dongwu forces have retreated thirty miles outside the city, but..."
Xiao Yu did not stop his stride. "Speak."
Chapter 80