Surging blade radiance swept across the battlefield, and the Page Stone Clan warriors below were cut down in swathes.
But soon, other Page Stone Clan members charged forward without fear of death, filling the gaps in the battle formation and continuing to drive the earth-vein battle carts toward the Immortal Army's main camp.
Wave after wave fell, only for others to immediately take their places. There was not the slightest pause or hesitation.
The Page Stone Clan's combat strength was no greater than that of the Immortal Army's elite forces. In a place like the Desolate Sea, they were even inferior to the Dragon Wolf Riders, while the Sky-Shadow Clan attacked with the force of a whirlwind, coming and going like the wind.
Yet with their almost foolishly fierce courage, they shook everyone on the battlefield.
Though their strength was limited, no one thought an enemy like this could be defeated.
Moreover, when it came to attacking the Immortal Army's fortified camp—the most dangerous and exhausting task of all—even the Dragon Wolf Riders, the Sky-Shadow Clan, or the Demon Flood Dragon Clan might not have done better than the Page Stone Clan under the current circumstances.
Soon, cracks began to appear in the walls of the Immortal Army's main camp amid repeated tremors.
Dense meteorites also broke through the restrictive defenses one after another. Screams rang out as the Immortal Army soldiers on the walls were periodically smashed into mottled streaks of blood.
Looking at the Page Stone Clan, still utterly frenzied and heedless of death, the Immortal Army, which had a camp to defend, found fear creeping into their eyes instead.
"Counterattack, counterattack! We must hold the camp! If they break in, every one of us will die. In this battle, either the enemy dies or we do!"
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