"Thank you, Brother Yu, for your timely rescue." Shen Luo strugglingly sat up, his body wavering weakly before being steadied by another attendant at his side.
His head was still spinning, but he understood that it must have been Yu Meng who used some kind of method to rouse him.
"Your injuries are too severe. It's better not to force yourself," Yu Meng sighed.
Shen Luo took a deep breath, and his head cleared a little. He looked around.
The fierce battle at the city gate was still ongoing, with flashes of swords and knives, intense shouts of killing, and sounds of fighting continuously reaching his ears.
As the able-bodied men within the city hurried over, the offensive of the Black Wolf Group had been stopped, and the situation was beginning to tilt in favor of the city defenders.
Seeing this, Shen Luo took a sigh of relief and turned to look at Yu Meng.
