"Shall we run away?"
Huang Youcai grimaced as he spoke, "Where can we flee to? Fenghua City is more than a hundred miles away, and it would take two to three days of refuge to get there. If we run now, we will eventually get caught; they have horses!"
"Mr. Huang, we just vanquished the Evil God half a month ago. There aren't many militiamen left in the town. They see our forces are depleted, that's why they think of plundering Qingshi Town."
"Women might have a chance to survive, but all men will be drowned."
Several somewhat influential elders turned pale.
Their energy and speed couldn't match the younger ones; they couldn't escape even if they wanted to.
Moreover, if they fled, they would just be refugees, struggling to survive for probably just a few more years.
The atmosphere grew increasingly desperate.
Just when the True God had returned to its place, and Qingshi Town was starting to thrive under capable leadership,
suddenly they plummeted back into Hell.
