Qin Shaofeng and Qing Daoxun joined forces and turned the tide.
The two exchanged a glance, and Qin Shaofeng offered a reminder.
"Be careful. Although the situation has stabilized now, more experts may still emerge to kill us."
Qing Daoxun smiled and nodded. The two immediately split into two routes and charged toward the most crowded areas.
With the two of them joining the battle, the Devil Race soldiers truly suffered. Wherever they went, Devil Race soldiers wailed for their fathers and mothers.
Streaks of purple lightning flashed endlessly across the sky, and that purple lightning seemed to inject confidence into the Nanzhao Kingdom's soldiers.
"Immortals have joined our side! The Devil Race soldiers have been routed—let's seize the moment and counterattack!"
"Kill these hateful Devil Race soldiers!"
"Our city has been saved..."
The Nanzhao Kingdom soldiers standing atop the walls erupted in cheers, and some continuously prostrated themselves in Qin Shaofeng and Qing Daoxun's direction.
Rumble...
To the Devil Race soldiers, each descending bolt of purple lightning was like a death warrant.
Every strike of lightning took the lives of swaths of Devil Race soldiers.
Yet to the Nanzhao Kingdom soldiers, those bolts of lightning were war drums sounding the charge.
Everyone charged in the direction of the lightning.
Because once they arrived there, they would encounter routed Devil Race soldiers and could take the chance to defeat them.
Woooo...
The defending general saw this scene and confirmed that the Devil Race's first wave of attacks had been crushed. Moreover, now was the best time to strike.
The horn of charge sounded, the city gates opened, and squad after squad of Nanzhao Kingdom soldiers rushed out from within the city.
"Charge toward the lightning! This time, our goal must be to inflict as many casualties on the Devil Race