Despite such a display of power, things didn't slow down in the slightest. Hundreds died but there were still thousands headed their way.
The Sage of String didn't seemed disturbed and started playing his zither.
"Come on, they've almost reached the walls!"
A wave of people stepped forward by the cannons, drawing their weapons out. Cultivators pf varying backgrounds, experts of their own right, standing together to protect their defenses.
"Do what you can to slow them down! Start with ranged techniques! Anyone that reaches the walls must be killed immediately!"
Every one of them shouted in unison as they watched the oncoming horde.
Raising their weapons, pointing them at the frightening creatures, they took aim and released a barrage of attacks!
Elsewhere, the fighting had already started on the ground.
"Stand your ground! You will not fall here for I am the Godfist!"
