"Quick! Mobilize the garrison troops and have them assemble in the west of the city."
"Order the security forces to guard all key points!"
"Activate every defensive measure that can still be deployed normally."
"Spare no effort in eliminating the enemy squads that infiltrated the city to wreak havoc."
Asra spoke in a frantic rush.
His personal guard hurriedly nodded.
In truth, there was no need for him to say more. Garrison officers at every level had already begun taking action.
At that moment, Asra felt a lingering dread.
If he had not listened to Shaluoshi's warning and declared martial law throughout the Great City in advance while preparing for war, then faced with such a sudden enemy assault, the Outer City District's defenses would likely have fallen in an instant.
At the same time, he was inwardly cursing Rekton, who had left.
He could have left sooner or later, yet he had chosen to leave at such a critical moment.
It made Asra grit his teeth in hatred.
Of course, he could only bury that resentment in his heart.
If Rekton had been standing before him, he would not have dared make a sound even if Rekton slapped him twice on the spot.
After all, in terms of seniority and experience, Rexxar was practically his ancestor.
In the magic energy projection before him, the image continued to shake.
These attackers not only worked together with tacit coordination and rigorous strategy, but also possessed astonishing firepower.
Magic energy cannons and beam cannons continued to pour out artillery fire.
There were also those counterweight catapults. Every bomb they launched produced a thunderous boom.
Their power was equally terrifying. The suddenly expanding fireballs and blazing flashes were enough to blast visible dents into the defensive light screen.
By conservative estimates, the enemy's