015 The Yuqiao before my eyes is somewhat unfamiliar

The Ghost King suddenly realized something was amiss.

"Qian Feng is known for his caution, how could he possibly act without complete assurance?" the Ghost King muttered to himself, pacing back and forth in the room with his hands clasped behind his back.

"He probably knows even better than I do how many troops I have left, so why would he strike along the entire front, risking his own safety just to force my troops to retreat? This is entirely inconsistent with his style of operation, there must be something fishy going on!"

After some contemplation, the Ghost King slowly walked to the door and said to the soldiers kneeling there, waiting for his orders, "Send the commands down: all troops on the eastern front are to fall back. Every camp must retreat within the vicinity of five hundred miles of Netherworld City by the end of the day, and without my command, no one is to launch an offensive!"