"Prince Mu, this is for you." Ye Haoxuan threw his head towards Wood God Country.
Seeing the head, Mu Ziye's face sank, because the head belonged to one of his Wood God Country's commanders.
"Do you want to continue the fight?" Ye Haoxuan said coldly as his gaze turned cold.
"Fight! Of course we want to fight! You already have no military power. How long can you last with the few people in front of you?" Mu Ziye still maintained his composure a bit, because he realized that Wood God Country still held the advantage in numbers, and there were only a few people left in Yi City Defending Troops, in less than an hour's time, he could eliminate them.
"Oh. However, if we continue to fight, you probably won't even be able to keep up your remaining forces. As long as one of the Crimson Dragon Army comes forward to assist you, you will have to return the Yi City with both of your hands before it gets hot. " Ye Haoxuan raised his eyebrows.