The war lasted a full five days. Late into the night on the fifth day, the Iron Blood Brotherhood finally breached the gates of Black Sand Stronghold.
Bai Shi was the first to charge onto the walls, planting the Iron Blood Brotherhood's banner atop Black Sand Stronghold. Seeing that he could no longer hold the defenses, Gagaro destroyed every remaining catapult in the city and went to his death in tears.
His actions represented Olma's complete abandonment of Black Sand Stronghold. The Iron Blood Brotherhood's morale soared as they charged into the stronghold and began a slaughter.
They fought from deep in the night until dawn the next day. Only after Gagaro's several million players had died their way through five Great Cemeteries did they escape back to Ruins Stronghold. At that point, Olma had only Ruins Stronghold and Scorched Earth Stronghold remaining.
Inside the city lord's manor of Black Sand Stronghold, Lu Yang strode into the conference hall. Looking at Bai Shi and Zhou Tianming, who were exhausted yet brimming with excitement, he said, "You've worked hard. That was a beautiful battle."
They had mobilized twenty million players back and forth and launched relentless attacks on a single stronghold day and night for five straight days. Yet they had kept their forces steady and captured the stronghold. The two of them were truly capable.
Bai Shi said, "It was my duty."
Zhou Tianming said, "I did not fail your trust."
Lu Yang smiled and patted them both on the shoulders. "Tell me, how were the losses? Do we still have the strength to fight another major battle immediately?"
After thinking for a moment, Zhou Tianming said, "The losses in this battle were too great. We burned through the levels of ten million players from our affiliated guilds. They can't