Steiger flew into a rage, but Ptolemy stopped the impulsive Steiger and spoke first. "President Lu Yang, perhaps Steiger can't do it alone, but with the combined strength of all four of us, what do you have left to fight us with?"
Renault smiled smugly and said, "President Lu Yang, you've never witnessed my French Army before. Today, I'll let you see it with your own eyes."
Gaddafi said, "And my Saudi Legion. With the combined strength of all four of us, Lu Yang, you're doomed to lose."
The four presidents spoke in succession, greatly boosting the morale of Steiger's players. The four of them looked proudly at Lu Yang, clearly preparing to launch an attack.
Lu Yang sneered. "Since you're so confident, then let me show you the strength of the Iron Blood Brotherhood. If you've got the guts, come attack."
"Entire army, prepare!" Zhuojiu Qingshang shouted.
The two million Iron Blood Brotherhood players beneath the city assumed charging formations. Clearly, Zhuojiu had never intended to passively defend.
Steiger exchanged glances with Ptolemy and the other two. They nodded at the same time and shouted, "Gods Cavalry Regiment, attack!"
"Kill~!"
The five-hundred-thousand-man formation spread across the plain and surged toward the Iron Blood Brotherhood.
Zhuojiu pointed ahead and shouted, "Iron Blood Brotherhood, attack~!"
"Kill~!" Five hundred thousand Iron Blood Brotherhood players charged fiercely at the enemy.
The distance between the two strongholds was too short, leaving room for only such a large formation. Though the area of engagement was limited, the forces clashed almost immediately. Whether in the density of magic or the speed of player deaths, the battlefield at Sky Sword Stronghold was far crueler than Qingling Plains.
Players were often killed by forbidden spells and arrowstorms from both sides the moment they rushed forward. Amid the endless