Mother, I have returned to the throne.

Beside the bed, looking at her mentor who was at the end of his life, the Barbarian Princess Luojia was crying like a tearful person!

"Teacher, you will definitely get better. I swear I will do my best to save you!"

Luojia stretched out his hand and held Bulma's hand. At this moment, no warmth could be felt from his palm!

Looking at the familiar face in front of him, Luo Jia's thoughts went back to a few years ago.

That was when he first met his mentor and became his disciple.

At that time, Bulma was favored by the Khan and defeated the Qin Dynasty. How proud and ambitious was she?

Even if the emperor of the Qin Dynasty personally led the army, he would almost be captured alive in the end.

Among the thousands of troops, Bulma holds the battle flag, looking relaxed and at ease, with a free and easy look on his face!

With a wave of his hand, he forced the emperor of the Qin Dynasty into a desperate situation and made him flee in panic.

What a heroic world!

Thinking of Bulma's previous feats, Luo Jia found it difficult to accept for a moment.

How could the national hero who was once admired by everyone become so haggard and withered now?

Looking at Bulma with her eyes slightly narrowed, as if she was about to fall asleep at any time, Luo Jia recalled the scene of their first meeting with tears in her eyes!

"Master Priest, may I become your disciple?"

"Didn't Princess just learn archery from the Archery God a few days ago? Why are you thinking of taking me as your teacher now?"

"The Arrow God's arrows are the most powerful, capable of killing the toughest enemies on the battlefield. Naturally, I must learn from him, so that I can gallop across the battlefield and be invincible! However, the wisdom of the High Priest is equally as powerful as that of a thousand soldiers on the battlefield. Father once said that in the future, I want to become a general and command an army. Naturally, I must learn from the High Priest and become as strong as you. Only then can I share Father's worries!"

"How about this, Princess? I'm going to ask you a question. If you answer it correctly, you'll become my disciple from now on."

"Priest, please feel free to ask!"

"If there is a dog that is one in a million and has never been defeated, but you have tried for a long time but cannot subdue it, what should you do at this time?"

"kill!"

"This dog is worth a fortune. Wouldn't it be a waste to kill it?"

"No matter how good he is, if I can't use him, he's worthless. Keeping him will only waste food. It's better to cut the loss here and kill him once and for all. That would be much easier!"

"Okay, okay, that's a good idea. Let's cut our losses here. From today on, you are my disciple!"

At that time, Bulma had a big smile on her face when she finished speaking.

Until now, that smile is still etched in Luojia's heart!

Looking at the pale face in front of him, Luo Jia subconsciously compared the current high priest with the past.

For a moment, I felt a pang of pain in my heart, and tears streamed down my face!

"Princess...Princess, don't cry..."

As if sensing Lorgar's sadness, Bulma tried her best to raise her hand to wipe away his tears.

But his arm just shook slightly, and finally fell down weakly.

Bulma is now on her deathbed and doesn't even have the strength to raise her hands!

"Everyone...will die one day...ahem...Princess, please don't do that just for an old man like me..."

"Teacher, I won't cry. I absolutely won't cry!"

Realizing Bulma's concern at the moment, Lorca wiped the tears from her face with a bit of panic and held Bulma's hand tightly.

"My dear teacher, you will definitely get better. I swear, even if I have to use any means necessary, I will definitely save you!"

"Stop talking! Just lie still and wait. I'm going to find something that can save you. I still have a lot to learn from you. There's still a lot I don't understand!"

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Bulma was clearly on the verge of life and death at this moment.

As for Luo Jia's statement, it was more of a consolation, and even he himself didn't believe it.

"My situation... I know it myself!"

Bulma tried her best to smile, but her heart was still full of worry when she was dying!

"Princess, I have one more thing to say about the current situation... We cannot retreat, we must defend the Peacock River!"

"Ahem... As long as we send 30,000 to 40,000 men to defend the shallows, and wait until spring comes and the river thaws, the Qin army will absolutely be unable to attack!"

Faced with Bulma's instructions, Luo Jia was unwilling to lie, and finally shook his head in pain with the points.

"No, it's too late!"

"The previous defeats have completely crushed the morale of our army. If we continue to defend there, I'm afraid many of them will desert!"

"Master, what we need to do now is to rest and recuperate. Why not abandon Sanbian City and retreat to rest and rebuild our morale?"

As soon as these words came out, Bulma's pupils were fierce, and a strong unwillingness was revealed on her face: "What do you mean? Is there a deserter in the barracks?"

"Yeah!" Luo Jia nodded with a bit of heartache.

Then he analyzed, "Master, don't forget, we are now dealing with Song Yuan. Moreover, our previous battle across the river was the best demonstration to the Qin Dynasty. Even if they use the Fire Bull Formation that I used, with our current military strength, we may not be able to hold on!"

"And I believe that Song Yuan's ability is definitely better than mine. He may have a better way to minimize his losses!"

"With Song Yuan here, we can't hold the shallows! Rather than suffer losses in vain, it's better to conserve our strength and wait for the decisive battle later!"

At the end of her speech, Luo Jia couldn't help but shook her head. Regarding Bulma's statement, she had thought about it before. If the morale at this moment can be maintained, perhaps holding on to the Peacock River is not a good choice!

But now, facing Song Yuan, not to mention his subordinates, even Princess Luojia did not have the slightest confidence.

How can we hold the shallows without any morale?

Following the last defeat, deserters have appeared one after another in the past few days, and everyone is completely scared!

In the eyes of the soldiers below, the barbarians had no chance of winning as long as they faced Song Yuan. Everyone was terrified and even afraid that Song Yuan would lead his men to counterattack at this moment!

This state is like a frightened bird. I am afraid that just the sound of the bowstring can make people lose their minds!

In this case, how can we allow our soldiers to put themselves in danger in this state?

If we really force them, it will probably only backfire, and in the end we will force them to blow up their camp and turn against us!

Moreover, Luo Jia knew very well that with Song Yuan's wisdom, he would definitely be able to detect his weaknesses as someone else!

Even if he could temporarily appease these people with his thundering methods, with Song Yuan's wisdom, he would definitely sow discord and make things develop in the worst direction!

If it really comes to the point where everyone turns against us, even the Barbarian Princess won’t be able to bear it.

So, they had no choice but to retreat!

There is no other choice.