The people around turned their heads, each one stunned and rushing forward to protect him!
But, it was already too late.
Yu Dingxing's tall figure fell heavily like a jade mountain collapsing. The people around hurriedly supported him, but already a spray of blood, like a fountain, erupted in mid-air!
He had been hit by an arrow!
"Retreat immediately!"
Just as Yu Wenquan's shout echoed once more, the people below finally reacted, hastily sounding the gong. The sharp sound pierced through the frigid wind and turbulent waves, reaching the ears of those in the front. And after Yu Dingxing was hit, the people around him were already in chaos, no longer attacking the boats in front. They immediately turned the boats around, heading back toward the shore.
Yet on those few boats, the people were already dead, scattered, leaving only a ship's worth of blood and corpses, helplessly drifting down with the current.
"Your Majesty, be careful!"
