About another two hours passed before the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the heavy rain ceased; only then did the ghost soldiers return to their ranks one by one.
At this moment, although these ghost soldiers still had the appearance of semi-transparent dead faces, the excitement on their faces was unmistakable.
After all, they had been trapped here for over a thousand years, and many comrades had faded away due to the lack of hope.
Only they had endured till now.
However, even so, they all knew that they wouldn't last much longer under constant suppression.
It was Gu Xi who gave them a chance to survive.
No matter what Gu Xi's thoughts were, all the ghost soldiers dismounted and knelt on one knee before Gu Xi, expressing their gratitude: "Thank you!"
After this grand gesture, a ghost soldier led his warhorse to Gu Xi.
