"Beat the war drums!" Brut Niha ran back to his defensive area, shouting and yelling with commanding presence.
"Maintain the attack layers, pay attention to the combination of points and surfaces, just like before, don't let a single enemy cross our demarcation line!" Liu Zhenhan said a bunch of nonsense, but even without his words, the Summer Palace Guards would have done the same, as they had long been following this routine.
The melodious sound of bells slowly spread in the evening wind, followed closely by the drums of the Beamon general resonating on the city wall. Amidst the orderly clashing of shields, the horns and bugles of the Hai Mu alliance combined with heavy footsteps to form a mighty symphony of battle formations.
The wide imperial screen descended from the sky, and the scene of the most brutal battle in the blood-soaked Hu Ye Ancient City appeared once again before the eyes of every Beamon warrior.
