"Charge with me! Take down the Iron Blood Brotherhood!" Radvijev roared first, leading his players toward Chen Qiang's legion, the closest one to him.
"Kill~!" Nearly a million players under Radvijev charged with him.
"Lu Yang only has three million men. We have five million—crush them!" Stephen shouted.
"Kill~!" Several hundred thousand of Stephen's players charged with him.
"Kill!" Several hundred thousand players under Sanyou Weimen launched their charge.
"Charge!" Several hundred thousand players under Jerz launched their charge.
"Kill!" Several hundred thousand players under Gaelgar launched their charge.
The seven strongest guilds launched a collective counterattack, a vast black mass surging across the plains toward the Iron Blood Brotherhood.
Lu Yang's pursuit formation was somewhat disorganized at the moment. The players had been chasing too urgently, and few had formed up. The enemy had chosen their timing well, but the seven guilds had gathered these five million people too quickly and too hastily. They were all soldiers and officers who had just suffered defeat, with no formations at all, much less any proper lineup coordination.
After all, only an hour had passed. It was already impressive that they had managed to gather everyone; where would they have found time to organize their ranks? More importantly, over a million level-150 elites and a million main-force defense warriors and defense paladins were still trapped inside Tiger's Maw Fortress.
Jiang Ze and Bai Shi did not kill them, merely keeping them trapped. The enemy could neither get out nor escape. The moment they used Return Scrolls, magic falling from the sky interrupted them. Without those elites, these five million people before them were trash.
Lu Yang sneered and shouted, "Brothers, full assault! Follow me and crush them completely! Iron Blood Brotherhood, kill~!"
"Kill!" Three million players slammed into five million, while