Right after the giant sluice gate, the metal fortress gate that had just been opened was automatically closed again, with its surface shimmering as a powerful defensive magic barrier was applied to it.
Looking at the closed city gates in front and back, and the towering walls around them, these murderous Saint Night soldiers finally realized that they had fallen into a trap.
For a moment, the vast Urne City was in chaos as their formation was scattered.
"Don't panic! Mixed Mage squadron, attack the fortress gate with full force. As long as we can break into the fortress, we can still annihilate the enemy!"
After a brief moment of shock, the commander was the first to recover and roared, "The rest of the soldiers form a shield formation, each cavalry mount has two spare shields!"
Hearing the commander's orders, the chaotic troops immediately regained their composure and order.
