"Retreat!" cried Billy Boy when he noticed that the enemies were rushing in from the rear to re-fill the void that Jiang Fei had created.
Even though reducing the number of enemies was crucial, stay alive was far more important to win the battle.
There were over a million enemies and every one of them did not fear death. Empyreal Dragon had only over 40,000 players left to guard the convoy. Out of the 40,000, 10,000 of them were stationed at the front of the convoy to take care of invisible enemies.
30,000 against 1,700,000 players… Even a monkey would know to run away when they were outnumbered. There was no way they could win, according to Billy Boy's calculations. Right now, he had suspected that Jiang Fei might have something up his sleeves. With that knowledge, all he could do was to delay as long as he can.
"Look! They're right there!"
"Our brothers need our help!"
"For the glory of Empyreal Dragon!"
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