As long as he flew fast enough, he wouldn't hear the awkward sounds.
...
Half an hour later.
Star Luo Empire Western Army Corps, camp gate.
Although it was already late at night, the military camp was still brightly lit, with patrolling soldiers moving back and forth, heavily guarded.
Suddenly.
Several streams of light cut through the night sky from the distance, bringing a shrill sound of breaking air, and landed heavily outside the camp gate.
"Who goes there?!"
The guards at the camp immediately raised their spears and shouted.
But when they saw who it was, they were all stunned.
They saw the old man who was majestic during the day, chewing on a chicken leg and talking and laughing, now looking anxious, with oil stains and dust on his beard, and carrying several bloody people with his spirit power.
And the group of "Shrek elites" following him were also disheveled and in rags.
Especially the hot-bodied woman in red; her clothes were full of holes, blood at the corners of her mouth—where was there any trace of her previous heroic spirit?
The appearance of this group was like refugees crawling out of a pile of dead bodies.
"Quick! Go report to Marshal Dai Hao!"
As soon as Xuan Zi landed, he roared at the top of his lungs, his voice carrying an undisguised panic.
"The best military doctors! Call all the best military doctors you have here to this old man!"
"Hurry up!!!"
The pressure of a Super Douluo was released uncontrollably at this moment, scaring the surrounding soldiers so much that their legs went weak.
"Yes... Yes! Please... please wait a moment!"
Several soldiers dared not delay and scrambled towards the direction of the commander's tent.
...
Inside the commander's tent.
The lights flickered.
Duke of White Tiger, Marshal Dai Hao, was sitting in front of a huge sand table, holding a military report on the movements of the Sun Moon Empire border, his brows slightly furrowed.
Although it was late at night, he still had no sleepiness.
As the commander of the three armies, the burden on his shoulders was too heavy.
However, thinking of the Shrek Supervisory Group that arrived during the day, Marshal Dai Hao's tightly locked brows relaxed a little.
"Calculating the time, they should have succeeded by now, right?"
Marshal Dai Hao picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.
"Although that Evil Soul Master has strange methods, he is only a Spirit King."
"This time, Elder Xuan is leading the team personally..."
"Let alone wiping out a bandit group, even a raid on the Sun Moon Empire border would be enough."
In Marshal Dai Hao's view, this was simply an operation without any suspense.
Using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.
Just then.
The tent curtain was suddenly lifted, and a personal guard rushed in, his face full of extreme terror.
"Re... Report to the Marshal!"
Marshal Dai Hao frowned, put down the teacup, and said in a deep voice:
"Flustered and panicked, what kind of decorum is this?"
"Did the people from Shrek return? Why, are they holding a victory banquet?"
Marshal Dai Hao smiled slightly, stood up, and tidied his armor.
"Let's go, since it's a triumphant return, I should naturally go to welcome them personally..."
"No... no, Marshal!"
The guard swallowed his saliva and said with a trembling voice:
"The people from Shrek have returned, but..."
"But what?" Marshal Dai Hao suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart.
"But they... they seem to have been seriously injured!"
"Many of them were carried back, covered in blood, and they look... they look like they just lost a battle!"
"What?!"
The smile on Marshal Dai Hao's face instantly froze.
The teacup in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang" and shattered into pieces.
"What did you say? Seriously injured?!"
Marshal Dai Hao grabbed the guard's collar, his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief.
"How is this possible?!"
"That bandit group only has one Spirit King! The others are just a mob!"
"Shrek has high-achieving students from the Inner Court, and even Elder Xuan, a Super Douluo, sitting in command!"
"How could they be seriously injured?!"
In Marshal Dai Hao's cognition, this was simply Arabian Nights.
Even a hundred Spirit Kings, in front of Xuan Zi, wouldn't be enough for him to fight!
"Sub... subordinate does not know."
The guard was trembling with fear under Marshal Dai Hao's Aura.
"Elder Xuan was shouting for a military doctor as soon as he returned, it looks... the situation is very urgent."
Marshal Dai Hao pushed the guard away and took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.
But the shock and frustration in his eyes could not be concealed.
"Damn it! What the hell is going on?!"
"The dignified Shrek Academy, the elite of the number one academy on the continent, went to suppress bandits and ended up half-dead?"
"What about Elder Xuan? Wasn't he leading the team? What is he doing? Watching a play from the sidelines?"
Marshal Dai Hao's mood at this moment was worse than having swallowed a fly.
He had counted on Shrek to help solve the trouble, and incidentally train his son.
As a result, the trouble wasn't solved properly, and if this group of "grandmasters" were to die on his territory, that would be a huge problem!
"Quick! Pass the order down, mobilize all the best healing Spirit Masters, and go to the drill ground immediately!"
"I will go over there now!"
Marshal Dai Hao flicked his cloak and strode out of the commander's tent.
Night wind blew, and the back of this iron-blooded marshal revealed a deep sense of helplessness at this moment.
This Xuan Zi... what on earth was he doing?
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