"Patriarch Tang, it seems that even if we wish to retreat, we have no chance!"
The experts from the Central Plains spoke one after another.
In fact, besides experts from the Central Plains, the Order Camp also had many foreigners, all from allied nations of the Central Plains.
But their strength was somewhat inferior to that of the experts from the Central Plains, so they certainly couldn’t offer much help. The main support was still dependent on the Central Plains side.
After Nangong Wan fell, only Tang Xuanze remained to hold the situation for the Order Camp.
Of course, this was also because the true mighty figures behind the Order Camp were hidden from the world; they typically did not interfere in such minor matters.
The pressure on Tang Xuanze was immense; at this moment, his single decision could determine the life or death of the entire Order Camp.
Even Nangong Wan was defeated by the Dark Great Mage, and it’s said that the Dark Great Mage is highly likely to be the chosen one of the Son of the Demon.
Moreover, the Dark Great Mage was a new lord, reaching the peak right from the moment of debut, making it impossible to fight against him.
But how should they escape?
He had just summoned hundreds of clones and entered the Nine-Tails rampage state, nearly exhausting all his chakra.
"We have over a hundred main experts left in the Central Plains, and more than two hundred secondary ones. One-third of them should come forth to hold them off, while the rest split into two groups and evacuate in opposite directions!"
Tang Xuanze quickly made a judgment.
First, enough manpower was needed to stay behind and intercept the Dark Great Mage’s troops. Otherwise, none could escape.
Furthermore, the escaping troops shouldn’t be too dispersed. If they each fled individually, it would be difficult to regroup later, and they would easily be picked off one by one at a later stage.
We must ensure both time is delayed and the overall cohesion of the fleeing army.
Tang Xuanze couldn’t escape; otherwise, he would be deemed a coward.
He had to lead one-third of the troops to block the Dark Great Mage’s forces.
"Blocking me? Are you joking? You probably couldn’t even delay for a second. Even your hundreds of clones couldn’t withstand a single strike from me, and these riffraff dare to try and delay me?"
The Dark Great Mage scoffed.
"Scatter, don’t be wiped out in one go!" Tang Xuanze’s forehead beaded with sweat, and his heart was tense to the extreme.
Compared to the Dark Great Mage with seemingly infinite offensive and defensive power, they were practically like ants.
However, even if they turned into cannon fodder, they must scatter as much as possible to delay more time.
"Dark Great Mage, our Order Camp cannot withstand the Chaos Faction’s attack for the time being, but the hidden mighty figures backing our camp are nearby. I advise you to leave quickly!"
At this time, Tang Xuanze thought of Nezha and the other mighties arriving, and he felt slightly reassured—though he wasn’t sure if Nezha and the others would be available to help, especially since there were powerful figures from the Chaos Faction on the other side.
"Do you think we, the mighty figures of the Chaos Faction, aren’t present? I’ll tell you this, my master, Oda Nobunaga, former Son of the Demon, is not far away, confronting your Order Camp’s mighty figures. With him around, those mighty figures won’t be able to spare time to support you!"
The Dark Great Mage’s words dashed Tang Xuanze’s last hope, indicating there would likely be no reinforcements.
Just as Meng Die instructed Rosen to support Tang Xuanze, Rosen also agreed.
After all, Tang Xuanze was Tang Xichen’s father, and he certainly had to act to save him; otherwise, Tang Xichen would be heartbroken later.
Moreover, Tang Xuanze had always wanted to recruit him. The fact that he kept his identity a secret after discovering it made Rosen very grateful.
Rosen turned into a red light and flew into the distance.
"Do you think you can leave here to support the front line? That depends on whether I allow it,"
Oda Nobunaga’s voice was icy, and immediately Rosen felt a giant hand enveloping from behind.
Oda Nobunaga could see that Rosen’s strength hadn’t reached the level of a great power; therefore, he didn’t intercept with his magic blade. Besides, the blade was currently resisting Myoblade’s repeated attacks, so he could only spare a hand to intercept Rosen.
Seeing the overwhelming might of the magic hand, Rosen inwardly felt apprehensive; if caught, he would easily be crushed to death.
"Ribbon of Heaven and Earth, Qiankun Ring, Wind and Fire Wheel, arise!"
Immediately, he launched the three treasures from his body.
Three red lights descended from the sky, striking the encroaching magic hand with all their divine power.
A violent explosion erupted in the air, yet the magic hand managed to withstand the full-force attack of the three divine weapons and even deflected them away.
The rebounding divine weapons returned to Rosen, but the hand continued its approach.
"Oda Nobunaga, do you think we are just air?" Meng Die’s voice came through.
A palm-sized blue butterfly emerged in the air, blocking the hand.
The seemingly fragile butterfly wielded the power of rules, forming a barrier that halted Oda Nobunaga’s magic hand.
"Oh? I didn’t expect you to still have such strength after being severely injured by my sneak attack. But that’s all there is to it!"
The magic hand added another force.
The blue butterfly shattered in midair, disintegrating like a broken mirror.
The magic hand continued its pursuit of Rosen, its speed undiminished.
As it seemed poised to snatch Rosen, in a blink, Rosen appeared far away.
"Spatial teleportation?!" Oda Nobunaga’s icy gaze turned to the Red Gold Flood Dragon, this expert skilled in spatial manipulation had just intervened.