The Wolf’s Bride by Coffee’s Tea novel Chapter 848

Chapter 848 

He could only mourn the armies in his heart. 

“Good!” 

“That’s great!” 

“We’ll convey the orders now!” 

Several War Gods responded, and someone said, “Quickly inform the Northern and Central Warzone Masters!” 

“No!” The fake emperor stopped that person and said in a low voice, “If they both come back, it’ll be a complete defeat and none of us will be able to escape.” 

The War Gods were stunned. 

What did that mean? 

“Let them hold off the Lycantroops while we escape!” 

The fake emperor’s words sent a chill down the War Gods‘ spines. He was willing to sacrifice the Northern and Central Warzone Masters to secure his own escape. 

“What are you still standing there for? Retreat now!” The fake emperor snorted coldly when he saw the War Gods still in a daze. 

The War Gods immediately snapped back to their senses. They looked at the center of the battlefield from a distance, mourned silently for a few seconds for Caestus and Baron, and then immediately led their respective forces to retreat. 

At the center of the battlefield… 

“Warzone Master Rembrandt, the fake emperor and his forces are retreating!” 

“Eastern Warzone Master, the War Gods and their forces are fleeing as well!” 

Caestus and Baron were dumbfounded when they heard the reports. They were still fighting, but the others were abandoning them? 

Damn it! 

That was despicable! 

However, they had no time to lament because Noir had just arrived from the North, leading tens of thousands of surrendered troops to join forces with the Lycantroops, encircling Caestus and Baron! 

They were trapped with no way out! 

“This is…” 

“Alas…” 

The two exchanged bitter smiles, not knowing what to do. 

“Caestus and Baron.” 

Just as they were at a loss, the Lycantroops surrounding them parted, and a figure walked 

slowly toward them. 

It was Andrius. 

He looked at them with a calm gaze and said, “You’ve already been surrounded by my army. Drop your weapons and surrender now. It’s your only chance at living.” 

Surrender? 

Caestus snorted coldly. “Don’t be too smug, Andrius. I’ve already sent Miles Flores as the vanguard general to lead 800,000 troops to destroy your headquarters in the west! 

“That’s right!” Baron also said coldly, “Andrius, even if you win on the front lines, we have occupied the West. Your Lycantroops will have no place to go. They’re like lost souls!” “Heh…” Andrius sneered when he saw them still trying to act tough at this point. “Do you know why the fake emperor ran away?” 

Caestus and Baron exchanged a glance and remained silent. They were indeed confused. Andrius‘ lips curled up with a hint of mockery. “It’s because the Northern army’s forces have already been defeated by Noir! The Northern Warzone is now under the control of the Lycantroops! 

“Noir personally led tens of thousands of surrendered troops from the Northern army, cutting off the fake emperor’s retreat, so he panicked and fled the battlefield. You two are just cannon fodder to help him buy time. 

“The fake emperor never cared about the life or death of your armies from the beginning!” 

At those words, Caestus and Barons‘ expressions changed slightly. The impact on them was great.