The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

Chapter 1178: The Ending (27)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Didn’t he care about the lives of the Great Zhou soldiers? Did he want to let his soldiers fight to the death with the saint army while he watched from the sidelines? For some reason, the commander suddenly had an ominous feeling.

Wuwu—

A loud horn sounded in the distant sky. Right on the heels of that was the sound of waves. In the crowd, someone shouted, “Yan City Navy!”

On the canal a few miles away, the navy of Yan City rode the wind and waves. The commander did not understand. They were not fighting in the water. What was the use of the navy? Could the navy’s crossbows and catapults aim at them from a few miles away? If they really fought, be it bows and arrows or throwing stones, they would attack indiscriminately!

Was the person who came up with this idea… crazy?

The commander almost laughed, but in the next second, he couldn’t.

Behind the warships of the Yan City Navy, muscular figures soared into the air like eagles flapping their wings. With a whoosh, they flew towards the Sacred Clan’s army who were waving the flag and shouting. The formation of the Sacred Clan’s army was instantly dispersed by them.

They only had a few hundred people. Compared to the nearly 7,000 saint army, there was no comparison in terms of numbers. However, their combat strength made everyone shudder!

The leader was a man in black armor. His long hair was disheveled, and his eyes were bloodshot. There was a small milk bottle hanging from his waist. He rushed into the group of the Sacred Clan’s army, grabbed an army that was about to ambush Yu Wan, and tore them in half with his bare hands. A powerful pressure swept through the entire battlefield. Everyone was stunned by his furious roar.

Yu Wan heaved a sigh of relief.

It was Asura! Their Milk Asura!

He had brought the Asura Army of the Nether Capital!

An Asura was enough to kill everyone, let alone hundreds of Asuras. The Sacred Clan’s army was instantly dispersed, and their wails shook the heavens and the earth. When the Great Zhou’s soldiers saw this scene, they felt like they had come back to life.

They followed behind Asura and started fighting fiercely.

The situation on the battlefield was quickly reversed by the addition of the Asura Army. A second ago, the Sacred Clan’s army, who had planned to drag the Great Zhou’s soldiers down with them, actually felt a trace of fear in their bones.

If there were people who died with them, then they would not have suffered a loss. However, the problem was that they were going to die for nothing.

How could they tolerate this?

More than half of the thousands of Sacred Clan’s soldiers were killed or injured in an instant. On the other hand, the soldiers of the Great Zhou became more and more valiant under the protection of the Asura Army. When the commander saw that the situation was bad, he ran. However, he was swept over by the Milk Asura and fell to the ground by his collar, dying on the spot.

This was the first overwhelming victory that the Great Zhou had obtained since the two sides started fighting. The soldiers were so excited that they cried. Xiao Zhenting instructed his subordinates to stay behind and clean up the battlefield, while Yan Jiuchao brought Little Sly Jiang back to the tent.

Milk Asura sat at the door and drank his milk. He was a little lonely without his little friends. After the Milk Asura broke through, he became the king of all the Asuras in the Nether Capital. After he subdued his lackeys, the first thing he did was bring them all back to the Great Zhou.

The Sikong family was caught off guard.

It was similar to the child he raised painstakingly being snatched by a scumbag, and she would never come back.

The Sikong family even wanted to chop the Milk Asura to death, but there was nothing they could do. He had already left, so they couldn’t catch up. Moreover, once they said that he was going to protect Jiuchao and Ah Wan, how could the Sikong family have any second words?

The Asura Army was a very powerful existence in the eyes of the Great Zhou’s soldiers, much stronger than the Sacred Clan’s army. If not for them today,

They all wanted to come over and express their friendliness and gratitude to the Asura Army, but… what did they see?

An Asura boss sitting on a small stool outside the tent drinking milk?

However—

What was the big deal about an Asura drinking milk? Have you seen five hundred Asuras drinking milk together?!

All of them were outside the tent. There were not enough small stools, so only the Boss could sit. The other Asuras squatted on the ground, holding small milk bottles in both hands and drinking milk. The scene was spectacular and could be said to be a miracle.

The Great Zhou’s soldiers felt terrible. Could it be that… the secret why they weren’t powerful enough… was because they didn’t drink milk?

In the tent, Little Sly Jiang fell asleep.

Yu Wan and Yan Jiuchao were guarding her by the bed. Shadow Six and Shadow Thirteen were also there.

Yu Wan took her pulse. She was worried that she had made a mistake, so she asked Shadow Thirteen to call Old Cui over and also took Madam Jiang’s pulse..