At the rear and surrounding high points of the Lord's forces.
The Dragon-kin Rangers and Strong Strike Crossbowmen launched an attack on these Cold Crow Halberd Warriors who had suddenly gone berserk.
Arrows were shot at them, with hundreds of archers attacking simultaneously, the sound of bowstrings and crossbow arms resonating together like a howling wind.
"Puff, puff, puff!"
"Clang!"
Some of the powerful arrows penetrated through the gaps in the chain armor, embedding in the bodies of these transformed Cold Crow Halberd Warriors.
Yet they remained motionless, with no blood flowing from their wounds.
Still maintaining that crazed stance, every swing of their great halberd would send up a splash of blood.
The Lords were in utter disbelief, for from their perspective, strange damage values were emerging above the Cold Crow Halberd Warriors' heads.
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The current situation was beyond their comprehension.
