"If he dared withdraw more than 20,000 players from the fortress at a time like this, then even if all one million of us dropped below level 150, we would still have to launch a full assault on Tiger's Maw Fortress," Olma said.
"But what if Lu Yang really has those 20,000-plus people?" Stephen asked.
Olma had no answer.
Sanyou Weimen raised his head and looked at the sky. Slowly, he said, "If he really does, then all I can say is that he hid them too well. Let's scout things out first. Order the Vulture Legion and the mixed aerial combat force to assemble. They must fly into the fortress and determine the number of Iron Blood Brotherhood players."
Inside Tiger's Maw Fortress, there were not only Lightning Towers capable of anti-air defense, but also 12,000 flying druids led by De Bu Chang Shi scouting 500 meters above the fortress.
De Bu Chang Shi had already received Lu Yang's orders. With fewer people on this side of the fortress, the enemy would surely conduct an all-out reconnaissance. His task now was not only to defend against the enemy's attacks with everything he had, but also to make it look as though he had accidentally let a small number of enemies slip through and allowed them to fly over the fortress to scout their players.
He was still considering how to complete the task perfectly when countless vultures and angels rose from the enemy camp right before his eyes.
"Damn it, the enemy is coming! Everyone, prepare for battle!" De Bu Chang Shi shouted.
Bian De Xin Fan, who managed the Phoenix Legion, roared, "Phoenix Strike! Target the Angel Legion directly ahead! Fire in volleys!"
The 2,000 phoenixes formed a circle, covering an area 500 yards in diameter directly ahead.