Night receded, and sunlight shone across the land.
But Ninggu City's panic and chaos had not faded. On the contrary, with the arrival of daylight, the residents who had not escaped the city grew even more terrified.
Fighting was erupting everywhere.
Screams rang out everywhere.
The orange flames and billowing black smoke had burned through the night without dying down. Instead, they were spreading throughout the entire city.
Blood covered the ground, and corpses lay everywhere.
The situation was worsening.
More and more bandits were pouring into the city. The guards had gone from holding an overwhelming numerical advantage at the start of last night, to being evenly matched later on, to now being completely forced onto the defensive.
The only good news
was that, aside from the first wave of bandits who had entered the city last night, the bandits who came afterward were poor in both individual strength and weaponry, and had no discipline to speak of.
Many bandits did not even fight the guards to the death, instead running off to loot.
This allowed the guards to regroup.
They set up defenses in key areas.
They could still barely hold on in certain sections.
But it did not look as though they could hold out for much longer. There were simply too many bandits—probably over ten thousand already.
"Damn it!"
"It's not just Ma Laosi from Tiger Lian Mountain."
"Blind Wang from Black Mountain County."
"Zhou Liang from Stinkbug County."
"Big Brain from Grave Mountain County."
"Fuck!"
"Since when did the major bandit groups in the province join forces?"
North of the city.
A fortress attic.
More than a dozen people radiating Chilly Aura gathered together, their gloomy eyes fixed on the city belching thick smoke.
A burly Bald Man subconsciously rubbed his head and cursed loudly.