Evening
After a day of bloody fighting, the Iron Blood Brotherhood players halted the war. Of the more than one thousand highlands, the Iron Blood Brotherhood had captured over five hundred, while more than six hundred remained under the Double Headed Eagle Guild's control.
As night fell in reality, the Iron Blood Brotherhood players rested with their helmets on. They knew the war could erupt again at any moment during the night.
Elsewhere, Chekov personally led her players up the highlands. For the Iron Blood Brotherhood, this was an offensive battle. Losing did not matter, while winning would simply make them happier. But for Chekov and every player in the Double Headed Eagle Guild, defeat meant losing their home.
To protect their homeland, they would fight to the death to reclaim the highlands taken by the Iron Blood Brotherhood. At three in the morning,
"Whoosh!"
Dozens of flares rose simultaneously above the thousand-plus highlands, exploding after reaching their highest point.
Chekov gripped a Two-Handed Greatsword and roared, "Brothers, attack with me! Take back the highlands! Ura!"
"Ura~!"
Hundreds of thousands of Double Headed Eagle Guild players roared as they charged toward the more than five hundred highlands occupied by the Iron Blood Brotherhood.
Centennial Conquest was already in his later years and did not sleep much to begin with. He was in charge of the night watch, and when he saw the flares, he immediately woke all his brothers.
"Brothers, the bloody battle is here! Charge with me!" Centennial Conquest was the first to launch a countercharge at the enemy, and both sides once again descended into brutal combat.
The livestream cameras instantly shifted to the battlefield atop the mountains. The only ones still awake at night were not just the players on both sides, but also hundreds of streamers