Even if there was a difference in power, the city wall wouldn't be so easily breached.
Fat Monkey really looked down on what Lu Li and these people called strategy.
"Mercenary brothers, we can't let anyone underestimate us!" Crippled Black Ant roared as he blocked the opponents' weapons. A whirlwind blew past. They had actually already died once before and dropped a piece of pretty good Dark equipment. Now, in its place, was a piece of equipment with slightly worse attributes.
The mercenaries brought their own equipment and potions to the fight. Afterwards, they'd be compensated. This was the most common way of doing things in the mercenary world.
Of course, if they bumped into a flashy rich employer, there was a chance they'd provide potions and even equipment. Evidently, Ruling Sword wasn't that rich.
