When the beast tide came, they were powerless.
When the beast tide receded, they contributed their own strength and helped take care of the injured.
Those who understood some medical arts were responsible for cooking medicine, while women, children, and the elderly were responsible for bandaging and cleaning the wounds. The strong youths helped clean up the battlefield.
The two walked in silence, looking at the scenes of East Field City, and each felt deeply moved.
A five or six-year-old girl, dressed in coarse cloth, brought a bowl of water to them, trembling.
"My grandpa said that you two are the protectors of East Field City. You must be very thirsty after fighting for a whole day and night, so Ah Lian is here to give you some water."
Upon seeing this, Xiao Chen was silent for a while, looking around. He saw the admiration and hope in the eyes of the citizens around him.
Protectors!