"Attack. Level the military camp."
New orders were issued, and the six Floating Battleships accelerated again, arriving above the military camp.
Over a thousand attack magic arrays lit up, bringing destruction to the ground.
Countless fireballs fell from the sky, turning the military camp that covered several square kilometers into a sea of flames. Countless soldiers rolled in the fire, finally reduced to ash.
The remnants who had withdrawn from the camp watched the scene that was like a natural disaster, all morale gone. They began praying to the God of Holy Blood, hoping He would send down divine punishment and destroy this group of Heretics.
Inside Audrick City, the middle-aged man gathered the remaining troops the moment he saw the military camp destroyed, then had several generals lead them in retreat in different directions.
High in the sky, the Spellcasters on the two Floating Battleships watched the retreating enemy army and did not stop them, instead letting them leave.
On the city wall, Elad, legion commander of the Parambria Kingdom's Eighth Legion, took off his helmet and went to sit beside a low wall. Looking at the soldier beside him whose eyes were still open, he reached out and closed them.
Leaning against the low wall, he raised his head and looked at the two Floating Battleships suspended in the sky, his expression complicated.
He had known reinforcements would come, but he had never expected the reinforcements to be the Qixing Army that had destroyed the Okra Kingdom.
In his heart, he loathed these Heretics, but today, it was precisely because of their arrival that the Eighth Legion had held this city.
At noon, the sun hung high above in space.
On the ruins, the surviving soldiers of the Parambria Kingdom army formed groups of two and began clearing