Ma Canlie stood atop the platform. When he saw Lu Yang's side launch their attack, excitement surged through his entire body as he shouted, "Korean Legion, attack~!"
"Smida~!" Lee Ji-hyun, standing in the middle of the first row of the Korean Legion, roared and ordered, "Defense warrior legion, advance."
Korea's strategy remained the same: defend the center and attack from both flanks. It was the simplest large-scale army tactic, and also the most effective.
At this point, the two armies were less than a kilometer apart. As they advanced simultaneously, they could soon clearly see each other's faces. Cute Queen, commanding from the front row of the central army, immediately saw through their strategy and said with a smile, "Those fools have no defense or magic resistance left. What's the point of sending shield warriors forward?"
Netherworld Underlord turned his head and asked, "Sis, want to see who can kill more?"
Cute Queen rolled her eyes at Netherworld Underlord and said, "Even if I let all of you add your kills together, you still won't outkill my Ice Mage Legion. Believe it or not?"
Blazing Hell said, "Boss, careful you don't bite your tongue."
Seeing that the two sides were only a hundred meters apart, Cute Queen snorted. "Let's wager an annual meeting performance. If I win, you brats will dance Little Swans for me."
Netherworld Underlord's eyes lit up. He chuckled and said, "If we win, you dance a thigh dance."
Cute Queen's face instantly flushed red. "It's a deal."
She shouted, "Listen up, Ice Mage Legion! I bet Netherworld Underlord and the others on who can kill more people. If I win, those guys will dance Little Swans at the annual meeting. Get your spirits up!"
Jiang Chen shouted, "Brothers, the boss said that if she loses, she'll