Chapter 183: Chapter 183

Seeing Zhao Letian forcefully blast Ao Ri away, everyone was shocked once again.

Especially the people of the Gray Wolf Kingdom, who knew well that Ao Ri, having transformed into the Sky Wolf, should have been invincible among his peers. Yet unexpectedly, he was blasted away by a single palm strike from Zhao Letian. Moreover, it appeared that Zhao Letian had held back and did not go all out. His strength was terrifying.

"You're formidable, I admit defeat in this battle, Your Highness!"

The half-man, half-wolf Ao Ri, was sent flying ten meters before he finally stopped, still vomiting blood with a face full of reluctance. He had sustained heavy injuries and his strength had greatly diminished; he no longer had the power to contend with Zhao Letian. Even though he was unwilling, he had no choice but to admit defeat reluctantly.

"He admitted defeat? Prince Ao Ri actually admitted defeat?"

The faces of the people from Gray Wolf Kingdom instantly changed, and they became noisy. Ao Ri's proactive admission of defeat instantly shook the morale of the troops.

On the contrary, the people of Dajin Country showed faces of surprise and were greatly encouraged and spirited. Forcing the opponent to admit defeat proactively boosted the morale even more than killing the opponent.

"Now you admit defeat, but it's too late."

However, Zhao Letian had no intention of sparing Ao Ri. His figure flickered, and holding a longsword, he charged forward. On the battlefield where life and death were at stake, merely admitting defeat could not save one's life.

"Damn it, how dare you toy with me, Sky Wolf Shadow!"

Ao Ri, both shocked and furious, reverted to his werewolf form and ran back wildly towards the camp of the Gray Wolf troops. His movement technique shadow-like, his speed astonishing. He had admitted defeat proactively only because Zhao Letian had said that if he surrendered, he would spare his life, but unexpectedly, Zhao Letian had not kept his promise and still intended to kill him.

"Body Technique? Not just you know how to use it, Carefree Travel."

Zhao Letian scoffed disdainfully, also deploying his movement technique. His figure flickered, as graceful as a startled swan, and chased down with even greater speed.

Moments later, a flash of the sword, blood splattered. Ao Ri's head spun into the air, and Zhao Letian appeared in front of Ao Ri with drops of blood rolling off the sword in his hand.

The people of the Gray Wolf Kingdom's faces changed drastically, especially those from the Heavenly Wolf Tribe, who were utterly distressed. Their prince, the top talent of their young generation, had been slain by a country bumpkin from Dajin Country with a single sword strike. This was a great humiliation for their Heavenly Wolf Tribe and even for the entire Gray Wolf Kingdom. They vowed to tear Zhao Letian into pieces to avenge this insult.

Meanwhile, the morale of the ordinary soldiers of Dajin Country surged with high spirits, but the noble individuals wore gloomy expressions, feeling not joy but jealousy towards Zhao Letian for winning the final battle. In their eyes, Zhao Letian was just a bumpkin from a poor and remote area, lowly and disgraceful, not fit to be compared with them. Yet now, this lowly individual had stolen the limelight that should have belonged to them. Under Zhao Letian's brilliance, they couldn't hold their heads high, which was also a great humiliation for those born from noble families. They too wished to tear Zhao Letian into pieces.

Only Ye Chenxiao remained very calm through the battle. It further affirmed his belief that Zhao Letian was the person he had in mind. In terms of status and identity, no one else on the entire battlefield could compare to Zhao Letian. Noble blood flowed within Zhao Letian, and his strength was naturally supposed to be very formidable—to kill a mere tribal prince was nothing surprising.

However, the stronger Zhao Letian showed himself to be, the more he deserved to die.

"All troops heed my command, trample down the Gray Wolf Barbarians, kill!"

The next moment, Ye Chenxiao suddenly stood up and raised his voice, giving the command to the million-strong army, his voice booming like a thunderclap, spreading far and wide.

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In an instant, the million-strong army, which had long been poised to strike, erupted like a long-dormant tiger, bursting forth with primordial energy swirling around them like arrows loosed from their bows, transforming into myriad streaks of light as they charged directly at the Gray Wolf Kingdom's forces.

At the same time, the War Puppets within Dajin Country's army were also activated, stepping out and covering vast distances at even greater speeds to assault the Gray Wolf Kingdom's forces.

Additionally, the massive Floating Battleships in the sky were activated, and amidst the earth-shaking booms, they fired deadly beams of energy directly at the Gray Wolf Kingdom's army, each strike annihilating swathes of enemy troops.

Though the Gray Wolf Kingdom's forces had low morale due to the defeat in their last battle, they refused to simply await their demise and shouted back, charging fiercely towards the people of Dajin Country.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!..."

Simultaneously, the gigantic demon beasts in Gray Wolf Kingdom roared furiously as they targeted Dajin Country's War Puppets and charged wildly.

Of course, the Floating Battleships above the Gray Wolf Kingdom's army were immediately activated as well, firing terrifying beams of energy back at the assaulting troops from Dajin Country while both sides' Floating Battleships also extended their Defense Light Shields and exchanged fire in the air.

"Is he trying to get me killed?"

Meanwhile, Zhao Letian's face clouded over with a mix of shock and rage as he stared at Ye Chenxiao, who was commanding Dajin Country's central forces, and swiftly dashed toward Dajin Country's camp.

Logically, Ye Chenxiao should have waited for Zhao Letian to return to the ranks before launching the attack, but at this moment, Zhao Letian found himself caught between the two armies as the battle commenced. Immediately, he became a live target for both sides as a deluge of attacks poured down on him like torrential rain.

He never expected Ye Chenxiao, who seemed so cultured and refined, could be so ruthless. Having just secured a victory for Dajin Country in their last battle, Ye Chenxiao immediately betrayed him without hesitation, pushing him towards a fatal situation. Zhao Letian could not fathom what profound hatred Ye Chenxiao could bear against him.

"Could it be because I possess the Royal Bloodline?" Zhao Letian dodged the incoming attacks with all his might, his brow furrowing deeply as he thought, suspecting that this might be the only source of conflict of interest between him and Ye Chenxiao.

If that was the reason, even if he miraculously managed to return alive to Dajin Country's camp, Ye Chenxiao probably wouldn't spare him, Zhao Letian pondered. Besides, he couldn't understand how Ye Chenxiao knew he carried the Royal Bloodline, as he had never spoken to anyone about it.

Liu Wei, Xiao Feng, Wang Zhen, and the others all showed drastic changes in their expressions as they hurriedly rushed over, hoping to lend Zhao Letian a hand.

"Brother Wang, why would you initiate the attack early? Aren't you practically condemning Zhao Letian to a death without a place for his body?" Ye Junrou's elegant eyebrows tightly furrowed, discontentedly speaking. She held a soft spot for Zhao Letian, and considering the great contribution Zhao Letian had made by winning the final battle for Dajin Country, she could not overlook his life or death.

"Sister Wang, by acting this way, I aimed to catch the people of Gray Wolf Kingdom off guard. If we waited for Zhao Letian to retreat, it would inevitably waste some time. If sacrificing him can bring us victory in this war, then his death would be worthwhile," Ye Chenxiao responded indifferently with a faint smile, seemingly indifferent, as if he viewed Zhao Letian's life as no more valuable than that of an ant – his death was insignificant, and he hardly cared.

"Is this how you treat a meritorious person? Brother Wang, you greatly disappoint me. Please forgive Junrou for not being as cold-blooded and ruthless as you; I have decided to save Zhao Letian," Ye Junrou declared calmly as she stood up, and then she charged towards Zhao Letian with a silver longspear in hand.

"Can you save him? How naive."

Ye Chenxiao smiled faintly, dismissing the thought with a shake of his head.