The guards standing on the city wall were not particularly sensitive to changes in light.
Especially in the Wasteland, where there were no sources of light pollution, most people instinctively avoided looking directly at bright lights at night.
The guards in the watchtower, however, were different.
They stood high and saw far.
Three short flashes and one long one, rapid and urgent.
The rhythm of the scattered halo was unmistakable, instantly matching the distress signal the West Suburbs Alliance had only recently introduced.
"It's people from Huo Village. It looks like they have enemies chasing them!"
"Turn on the searchlights! Hurry, turn on every light on the wall!"
"Don't rush to open the gate. Confirm their identities first. I repeat, don't rush to open the gate!"
"Archers, archers, prepare to provide support!"
The guards' chaotic shouting echoed along the Warning Wall, which stretched for several kilometers.
Watching the newcomers collide with one another like headless flies, the veteran guards who had participated in the previous defense of the wall felt a headache coming on.
There was no helping it. This was the greatest drawback of peaceful territory guards who had never experienced real combat.
Even though they had conducted multiple drills for attacking and defending the wall, they still struggled to perform normally in an emergency.
Fortunately, there were not many enemies in the distance. By the time they drew closer, Lu Zhou had organized a basic order along this section of wall where they would face the enemy head-on.
The guards holding shields stood at the front, guarding against the ranged weapons released during the enemy's attack on the wall.
The guards carrying crossbows stood in the middle, aiming their Firing Ports toward the direction from which the enemy was coming.
The figures running and pursuing one another before