Upon receiving the order, Ilius immediately assembled his forces and split them into three groups, launching attacks from the east, north, and south of Baili Town. As for the west, tens of thousands of Haina Army soldiers were stationed there.
At two in the afternoon, the Tonnes Army began its assault on the town.
After three volleys of arrows, both sides began fighting at close quarters.
Eight thousand Woodland Free Alliance troops and twenty thousand Tonnes Army warriors slaughtered one another across an area of barely two square kilometers.
Outside the town, the remaining twenty thousand-plus Tonnes Army soldiers tightly guarded every major route, preventing anyone from escaping.
On the walls of Stone Castle, Gersol swung his sharp sword and cut down a ferocious enemy soldier.
Yet at that moment, a trace of regret rose in his heart.
If he had listened to Rex's suggestion and withdrawn his forces outside the town, perhaps the situation would have been different now.
"Young Master, we can no longer withstand the enemy's attack!"
More and more Tonnes Army soldiers surged onto the crumbling walls, constantly squeezing the defenders' living space.
Gersol turned back and saw that of the two hundred guards his father had assigned him, only a little over a hundred remained alive.
"Retreat to the inner castle."
At the critical moment, Gersol cast aside his distracting thoughts, gathered the remaining troops, and withdrew toward the inner castle of Stone Castle.
Under the desperate cover of more than ten guards, the remaining dozens managed to escort Gersol into the castle.
They shut the heavy gates, cutting off the inside from the outside.
Listening to the sounds outside, Gersol looked fearful. Leaning against the wall, he had no idea what to do.
"Young Master, at a time like this, we can only..." A