Zhao Fu was hidden in the air nearby and did not plan to act. There was no need to arouse unnecessary suspicions, and he primarily came to prevent anything unexpected from happening as opposed to killing people.
There were only 100,000 or so people on the City Walls, and after a wave of arrow rain, countless cries sounded out as blood splattered everywhere, killing many of them. The Vietnamese Guard's people quickly scaled the City Walls and swung their weapons, starting to fight with the players from those factions. The Vietnamese Guard not only had the numerical advantage, but it also had much higher morale as well.
The ordinary players, who had been abused, attacked like mad, venting all of their hatred towards those people from the factions.
"Zhan Xiaotou! I'll bite you to death today! Your elder still remembers that time you made me kneel!" A short young man looked at his enemy, and after his weapon was knocked away, he sprang up and started to bite.