Yue Peng was ecstatic, "Your Majesty, we have a great victory in Pingdanyi! Haha! The sky-blasting thunder is really amazing, those Yuan troops were bombed like little chickens."

"Are you a great victory?"

Zhao Dongting also showed joy on his face, "How are the casualties of the Yuan army?"

Yue Peng scratched his head, "I didn't count this. I asked all the brothers to throw the sky-bang thunder into their army, and then led the army back."

Zhao Dongting was slightly surprised, but he also knew Yue Peng's temperament, but he was helpless.

Yue Peng yelled twice, and saw Le Wugong's expression was not good. He didn't know what had happened just now, but his premonition was not good. He scratched his head and said, "Mr. General, Mo. General, tell General Su and the others this news."

Then he ran away in a hurry.

Le Wugong's face was speechless.

Not long after, the entire Song army camp was immersed in joy. Yue Peng and the guards and horses under his command wished that the whole world would know about this.

Compared to the joy here, Pingdanyi is naturally much more miserable.

The Yuan army who came one after another in the post were full of anger and surprise, while those who were bombed before had a look of mourning and criticism.
Chapter completed!