The battle had already started. The gnolls took the initiative to start the fight.
Just as the first lights of dawn could be seen, the six mutated aardwolves rushed forward. They were followed by a dense wave of gnolls.
Ordinary people would feel shivers running down their spine when looking at this.
Even though gnolls weren't that strong, those numbers were enough to overpower anything.
Without troops from River Shore City, it would be quite difficult to face those gnolls with only White River Valley garrison members.
Everyone was hiding behind the fortifications and holding their breaths.
They picked this mine entrance because it was the closest to the edge.
There was a hill on the left and a forest on the right, making it relatively easy to defend.
The garrison's young men were tightly clutching their weapons, ready to deal with any surprise attack coming from the gnolls.
