But it didn't matter. With a bit more time, he would be able to take down the guy in front of him, and Hank and the others would achieve victory before long.
Indeed, everything happened just as York had predicted.
The troops that had scattered and charged were all ambushed and intercepted.
The groups that encountered the Wet God Guild managed marginally well, just able to hold on. Those who ran into the Freedom Victory Guild players were quickly overwhelmed and routed.
The difference in skill between the regular troops and the Independent Travelers was still significant.
Within Qian Chengxue's communication channel, the anxious voices of team members from various groups kept ringing out.
"It's no use, the enemy's combat capabilities are too strong, we simply can't beat them."
...
Qian Chengxue bit her lip hard, stubbornly persevering.
In the distance, Su Mo, piloting the Slaughter Blade Mecha, hid behind a hillside draped in camouflaged cloth.
