บท 912: A night's loss, two options _1

Zhao Hai sat calmly in the medium, watching the movements of the celestial race and demon race. He didn't know if they would retreat, but no matter what, he would do it. They were his enemies, and he never showed mercy to his enemies.

Zhao Hai knew that tonight's attack would be a huge blow to both the God clan and demon clan. The appearance of these blood mosquitoes would definitely be a huge headache for both clans. Coupled with the blood Thunder beads used by the cavalrymen, Zhao Hai believed that the casualties would not be small.

However, Zhao Hai's task tonight was much easier. He placed his javelins and some other useful items near the cavalrymen of the God race and demon race so that they could retrieve them themselves. Moreover, he had brought out a lot of items this time. Even if the cavalrymen and undead creatures attacked the two races without rest, the number of items was enough.