The Grandmaster Yeshen, whose mind had been wholly invested in the frontline battlefield, finally learned of Boyan Temur's crushing defeat, and disbelief was etched across his face: "Five thousand elite troops defeated so swiftly?"
How is that possible!
These were the steely, armored elites of the grasslands!
"It's demon technique, the mongols have used demon art!"
Yeshen quickly questioned, "Where are Boyan Tu Shaman and Grandmaster Sang Jie? Didn't they make a move? So you're saying even they couldn't counteract the mongol's demon arts?"
"Both masters are still in fierce combat with the demon army, but the enemy still has strength left."
"Still has strength left..."
Uncharacteristically, Yeshen did not erupt in fury, as he knew that the elites assigned to Boyan Temur were all his trusted followers, nominally under Temur's command but effectively answering to him.
