As Hawkes made his way, executing his cruel punishments, even the most steadfast minds found it hard to confront such a powerful and merciless enemy.
The collapse of the ironclad army was inevitable.
Now, looking up at the inner city, Army Maquis felt a sense of déjà vu, as if he had returned to the days in Ironblade City.
Back then, he encountered true warriors, indulged in the thrill of battle, and earned himself a fair share of wounds.
Yet, given another chance, he would still risk it all to clash with the mighty, for engaging with formidable adversaries was the essence of his existence.
Who were the strong within the inner city?
Hawkes ordered, "Dismantle the iron bars on the road."
"Tidy up the ranks."
Hawkes's commands were always strictly followed by his subordinates.
