Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!
Heavy and urgent horn sounds echoed in the galaxy corridor formed by two mountain ranges,
facing our main force of subordinates led by Asher Porter, Joshua, Burt, and others in the 5 pursuing army corps.
Four main force corps commanded by enemy kingdom generals had also fully deployed their formations under the commands of their respective leaders, showing a formidable momentum under the vast moonlit night.
In the huge and connected squares, there were countless soldiers, with rows of cold images formed by sharp weapons, shields, magic wands, and longbows, making it almost difficult to breathe.
Unlike the other eight ordinary army formations scattered behind,
every soldier in these four enemy formations showed fearlessness and boiling fighting spirit, like red-eyed jackals, staring dead at our approaching camp.
Each of them was a carefully selected soldier who had undergone the harshest training and possessed the finest equipment.