At this moment, every part of the city had entered a state of all-out war. Thousands of Harpies filled the sky, searching Feng City for weaknesses.
Heavy-weapon emplacements everywhere fired desperately. Soldiers continuously loaded ammunition, but the trucks that transported supplies had long since become unusable. Normally, soldiers would have to carry the ammunition on foot, yet what surprised Lu Yang was that the ones hauling it were young people. Many of them had already reached the beginner level or even Tier 1. Filled with fighting spirit, they ran out of warehouses carrying crates of ammunition and rushed toward the various firing positions.
"Faster! Run faster!"
"Support District Three!"
"Victory is within reach!"
Countless young people shouted, and their soaring morale brought a smile to Lu Yang's lips. He had thought Feng City's morale would be low, but unexpectedly, the people here were full of confidence.
"A large number of Spike Demons have appeared in the southwest. We can't let them destroy our positions! Warriors, charge with me! Mages, follow behind!" Shouts came from the distance.
Lu Yang turned to look and saw several hundred warriors clad head to toe in iron armor running down the road toward him, with mages following behind them.
At the same time, another group carrying weapons ran over from the side. The two groups crossed paths diagonally, trapping Lu Yang in the middle.
Lu Yang dodged left and right but could not avoid them. He could only let a beginner-level warrior carrying weapons crash into him, taking the opportunity to dispel his invisibility.
"Sorry, are you all right?" the warrior asked Lu Yang.
A mage beside them shouted, "Get up! We don't have time to wait for you!"
Lu Yang looked up at the mage in surprise and realized the mage was talking