was exactly the same as the sweet potatoes he had seen in the fields of his hometown in his past life."Your Highness, all these sweet potatoes are ripe now."Li Ke Shou said excitedly, “According to ou...Chapter 1840: Furious Rage

Within the Tiger Jumping Gorge, the scene was extremely tragic.

Although the fire has been extinguished, the canyon is filled with a suffocating stench of charred smoke from the countless corpses piled high. Scorched weapons and equipment, along with scattered finger bones, litter the ground.

Even Liao army soldiers, who had long grown accustomed to the brutality of war, couldn't help but feel a chill run down their spines as they entered to clear the bodies.

Those with weaker psychological fortitude would immediately collapse onto the ground, vomiting uncontrollably until they were utterly disoriented.

Military orders are absolute. Even if you feel sick or unwell, if this path isn't cleared, the following troops won't be able to pass, and we'll miss our opportunity. Everyone responsible for clearing the path here will die if we fail.

Some soldiers ripped off their clothes and wrapped them around their mouths and noses, hoping to filter out the foul air as best they could. It was a pitiful attempt at survival.

Although there were many people cleaning up the bodies, they couldn't keep up with the sheer number of them, and the work was progressing very slowly.

Yuan Shi Dao stood upon a solitary rock, his expression grim and terrifying.

He had learned that the casualties in this attack numbered nine thousand, and while the direct losses were already appalling, what was even more unbearable was that a large number of soldiers suffered from severe psychological trauma after this surprise attack. This, he knew, dealt a tremendous blow to morale.

However, he hadn't caught that Qin army general yet.

When Yuan Shidao thought about being left by Su Pingbei, his stomach suddenly ached with pain...

Just when Yuan Shidao was racking his brain on how to go back and report to Yelü Shenxuan, Su Pingbei and others returned from the cliff top.

Not only did they return, but they launched an attack as soon as they arrived at their destination.

Boom!!!

A massive boulder was hurled from the clifftop, plummeting towards the ground with thunderous force and incredible speed. It was immediately followed by a barrage of arrows.

The second surprise attack, completely unexpected by everyone, immediately caused massive chaos.

"They're back! They're back!!!"

Liao army soldiers shouted frantically.

Within the gorge, soldiers who were still moving and cleaning up bodies suddenly suffered heavy casualties.

Yuan Shida suddenly looked up. Although the surroundings were dim, with his sharp eyesight, he immediately saw Su Pingbei's face.

"Good for you!!!"

Yuan Shidao was both startled and enraged. With a furious shout, he sprang to his feet and dashed towards Su Pingbei.

This time, he made up his mind to kill Su Pingbei directly regardless of the consequences. He didn't believe that Su Pingbei could escape.

Su Pingbei, seeing this, let out a roar and turned to run.

But other soldiers were not panicked this time; they moved in an orderly fashion, immediately drawing their bows and arrows to block Yuan Shidao.

Arrows shot like meteors, Yuan Shidao gathered his inner strength, forming a protective shield around himself that deflected most of the incoming arrows.

But Yuan Shi Dao's abilities always had limits, and his internal energy was not infinite. Every arrow in the dense rain of arrows consumed his internal energy. In the end, unable to withstand such terrifying consumption, Yuan Shi Dao could only temporarily dodge by shifting his position.

After several turns between the cliffs, he dodged the arrows but also angered Yuan Shidao with his cunning.

"Dog thief, today I will not kill you, swear not to be human!"

Yuan Shidao was furious.

He felt like a fool, with all his skills but being led around by this group of Qin soldiers.

But what enraged him even more were two words carried faintly from Su Pingbei.

"Asshole."Chapter 927: Please Write a Manifesto of Self-Reprimand, Your Highness