Six thousand warriors took out ropes made from the third-tier beast tendons they carried with them, tied the arms of the lightly injured and uninjured Harpies, mounted Fire Lions, and led them in an orderly procession toward Feng City.
The archers and mages also rode Fire Lions along both sides of the formation to prevent any Harpies from escaping. Each held a bow or staff aimed at them, filling every Harpy with fear.
"Roar~!" A dragon's cry suddenly rang out above them. Everyone looked up to see Rednight had already transformed back into a fifteen-meter-long giant dragon, flying overhead with Lu Yang standing atop his head.
A television reporter was livestreaming from within the procession. She said excitedly, "We defeated the Harpies! Feng City is free from now on. We no longer have to worry about Harpies launching nighttime attacks."
"Look at the Iron Blood Brotherhood warriors beside us. They are riding second-tier Fire Lions. Commanders like Turbid Wine and Bai Shi are riding third-tier Fire Lions. And look into the sky—the man standing atop that red dragon's head is Lu Yang, the leader of the Iron Blood Brotherhood."
"Cultivators of Feng City, let us join the Iron Blood Brotherhood and take part in the war together. This is the choice young people should make in the apocalypse."
That night, the people of Feng City all left their homes and gathered in the western outskirts to welcome them. When the Iron Blood Brotherhood's procession approached from afar and entered the city streets, the people on both sides erupted in thunderous cheers and excited shouts.
Especially when they saw the once-arrogant Harpies with their hands bound, led like slaves by Iron Blood Brotherhood warriors riding Fire Lions more than two meters tall, they cried out even more excitedly.
Countless stones,