Chapter 181: Siege of the Fortress, Bodies Rain Down Part 3

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"Uncle, the Mexica are fierce today; do you think we can hold on?"

In the midst of the brutal hand-to-hand combat on the city wall, the old militia crouched, pretending to be busy while surveying the surrounding situation. He replied offhandedly.

"Now it's all the young masters who are new to this, with hundreds of the old masters not yet engaged, waiting below the wall. Given the circumstances today, I reckon we can hold on. But given the ferocity of the Mexica, we might not last much longer!"

Having said this, the old militia sighed and muttered to himself.

"Why can't the fire arrow I picked up transform into a Fire Demon? If it could, I'd beg the nobility for a chance to guard the water gate, where I might have a shot at survival in a critical moment!"

Not long after the last return, a noble lord came down and reorganized the militia. The old militia, Chiwaco, took the opportunity to present the fire arrow he had found.