At the Holy Dragon city's Gate, it was unusually noisy.
On the wide road, dejected captives kept walking slowly. They were staggering, and the sound of metal shackles hitting each other could be heard from time to time.
The sound was extremely harsh and monotonous. It was unknown if it was also foretelling the future life of these captives, that it would also be dim and dull.
To become a captive on the battlefield, one had to prepare for the worst.
It was normal to do hard work in prison, but the most worrying thing was that he might be stabbed at any time.
These mercenaries were secretly regretting their decision. Perhaps they should not have participated in this ridiculous mission from the beginning!
At this moment, even the shock and uproar in the cities on the continent after learning that the mission had failed had nothing to do with them.
