Dirty Wine, Bai Shi, and the others gradually woke up as well. The Iron Blood Brotherhood's 300,000 players had all awakened.
This time, Lu Yang still only allowed these 300,000 people to participate in the war. Among the players from the Indian region, everyone except the Forbidden Spell Mage Corps and a small number of special legions withdrew from the battle.
In the end, 400,000 people remained on the fortress walls: 200,000 from the Iron Blood Brotherhood and 200,000 players from the Indian region. Another 100,000 stood below the walls, all of them members of the Blood Wolf Legion.
However, the Iron Blood Brotherhood's equipment was still incomplete at this point. Scrolls had played the main role in allowing the Iron Blood Brotherhood to capture the Eastern Mountain Region so quickly, and more than half of the over one hundred million scrolls accumulated within the guild had already been used up.
Over the past two days, Grant's scroll workshop had produced fewer than 100,000 scrolls in total, not even enough to give one to every person.
"Looks like this will be a tough battle," Tu Feng said with a sigh.
Lu Yang nodded and said, "This time, it will depend on our defenses and our willpower."
Zhou Tianming could not help asking, "Boss, what exactly is the situation with our enemies? We know nothing about them. Do you?"
"I only know the rough details," Lu Yang said. "After all, we haven't fought that far yet, and we haven't infiltrated the central region much."
Who would have thought that Lu Yang's attack on the Eastern Mountain Region would draw the strongest guilds from more than half the map to fight him?
"I'll tell you what I know. There are seven strongest guilds among these people, but they aren't made up of