Roland was still hesitating. He still did not want to give up just like that, but during his hesitation, several hundred thousand Iron Blood Brotherhood players had already charged into the stronghold and begun close-quarters combat with Roland's men.
While the Iron Blood Brotherhood's morale soared, Roland's side had completely lost all fighting spirit. Large numbers of players were killed.
In just twenty minutes, the Iron Blood Brotherhood had occupied one-fifth of Black Star Stronghold. Only when the Celestial Array Mage's massive cannon fire landed beside Roland did he suddenly come to his senses. Looking at his heavily wounded and dying subordinates around him, he let out a deep sigh and said, "We lost."
"President, you can't admit defeat!" the vice president roared beside him.
Roland shook his head. His face seemed to have aged ten years in an instant. Using an amplifier, he called out to Lu Yang, who was stationed atop the gate tower in the distance, "Lu Yang, President of the Iron Blood Brotherhood, I, Roland, am willing to admit defeat. Stop killing them."
The players from both sides who were fighting across the battlefield all stopped upon hearing this and turned to look at Roland. The players around him wanted to say more, but Roland shoved them aside. He walked down the inner wall step by step, passed through the players from both sides, and came before Lu Yang. Bowing, he said, "I admit defeat. You won."
Lu Yang immediately jumped down from the wall and looked at Roland with emotion. "It's better if we don't have to fight. Thank you, truly."
He had no choice but to put on such a posture. This was a War of National Annihilation. He had wiped out the strongest guild in an entire country. If he wanted the players