"If they knew, why are they coming out to meet their deaths?" A martial artist was curious.
"That's right. They know that they are going to die, but they still keep sending more out. Are the leaders of the barbarian tribes crazy?"
"Could it be that there are too many of them and they can't feed them anymore? So they drive out a batch for us to kill, so as to save on food?"
"Tch, you're thinking too much. The Boundless Mountain Range is huge, there must be plenty of resources. How could there be a lack of food?"
"Why did those barbarians suddenly rush out? Wave after wave of them have died."
"Who knows? They're probably bored out of his mind and tired of living."
"…"
The group of martial artists in the top ranks who were assisting in the battle started discussing among themselves.
Now that the barbarians had died under the shells, there was no need for them to take action.
