"How many are left?"
"Not many, probably tens of thousands."
Black Thorn glanced in the northern direction and said coldly: "Let the Skeleton Giant Bats chase them down and kill them all."
As soon as Black Thorn's words fell.
Whirl!
Dense Skeleton Giant Bats shot up to the sky, chasing towards the north.
...
The Trolls, like fleeing soldiers, discarded their helmets and armors and fled towards the north gate of the city.
During the day they would do everything they could to charge into this city.
And now, they wish they had wings to fly out immediately.
To escape this hell on earth.
While fleeing, a troll glanced at a passing building.
He cried out loudly: "Clan Leader, our injured tribesmen are all left over there....."
Even more Trolls are severely injured due to the bombardment.
All left in a building.
Now they are fleeing, aren't those people who are left going to die?
