"Clang, clang, clang, clang!" The north castle of the pass sounded the alarm. To Petreus Lanyuan, that piercing bell sounded like disaster.
"When did this happen? Those damn rats actually launched a sneak attack?" Petreus looked anxiously at Landen, who was still circling in the sky, unable to gauge the state of his own lord.
In the sky, Landen was riding Blaze, still observing from above. His own Knight Order had already been circling below for twenty minutes, but he showed no intention of going down.
"Landen, the alarm bells are ringing in the east, and the people below have fallen into a passive position too. Shouldn't we help one side?" Blaze sent over a message. She was somewhat worried about the situation.
"It's fine. Trust Petreus and the others—and trust Black Rabbit even more," Landen said, forcing himself to stay calm. In his view, the current situation was still far from beyond repair. What he feared was that once he personally took action, the entire battlefield would no longer have any mobile reserve force.
On the ground, the members of the Knight Order were still chasing and being chased by the rat swarms in small squads. Petreus looked up from time to time, then glanced east from time to time. At this moment, he was extremely hesitant.
"Petreus, don't worry about that! If My Lord really wants us to go back, Blaze will notify us directly!" Netherland Wilson roared.
"Right," Petreus said, stroking his intermediate warhorse and receiving feedback that it could continue fighting. "Even if we go back now, we can't get directly onto the city wall. The rats chasing us would instead be led back to the pass by us. We might as well charge straight west and kill our way into the rats' nest."
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