"Kill..."
As Zhang Tie leaped down from the northern wall of Moge City, several sealed gates on the southern side of the city opened at the same time. Reinhardt let out a roar and charged out first, followed by the rolling iron tide of the Norman Empire's Iron Plow Legion.
At that moment, Battle Qi Totems erupted from every person beside Reinhardt who shared his spearhead duty. More than half of the military experts in the Iron Plow Legion who had cultivated the Iron-Blood Divine Fist rushed to the front line.
The fiercest clash at Moge City began in an instant.
This was the most brutal contest between the unyielding will of human warriors and the undead bodies of the demonized puppet legion. The once-ace legion was no longer an ace legion here, while the people who had once been ordinary had become monsters controlled by Puppet Worms.
"Kill..." Zhang Tie roared. The twin swords in his hands swept across in front of him like a pair of scissors, and the heads of more than a dozen demonized puppets charging at the forefront flew into the air in an instant.
At this moment, Zhang Tie felt like a lone canoe struggling against the current before a mountain flood. The demonized puppets surging toward him in their thousands did not even need to strike him; their wave-after-wave momentum and sheer impact alone were enough to sweep him away and crush him to pieces.
The only way for a lone canoe not to be swept away by a mountain flood was to row with all its strength. When its speed and force could offset the speed and force of the flood, it could remain in place. When its speed and force surpassed those of the flood, it could travel upstream.
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