"But Brother Dao, if we don't bring our army in soon, we won't be able to hold on any longer. If the expeditionary team suffers losses, we won't stand a chance," said one worried soldier.
"..." Lord Kuang Dao grasped the hilt of his sword tightly and replied, "You're right, Brother Lang."
Then he immediately contacted his army commanders in the field.
Suddenly, at the front line, a Black Knight was bleeding profusely. A Third-order Red Hat Goblin trampled over the corpse of the fallen knight, breaking into their formation.
The fragile and discordant formation quickly formed a gaping hole.
More monsters poured into this breach.
The Lords, protected within the formation, stared with widened eyes as the gleaming tips of weapons drew larger in their pupils.
Suddenly, starlit arrows pierced through the Red Hat Goblin.
One after another, glowing arrows flew from the deep red fog, like homing missiles, accurately piercing monsters in the eyes, hearts, necks, and behinds.
