"Not good—the enemies on the riverbank are growing more numerous. What should we do? Should we retreat?"
As more and more enemies landed by the river, the High Priests of the Divine Kingdoms holding the bridgehead began to panic.
The main reason was that the invaders' formidable strength had left far too deep an impression on them.
If it were five against one, these High Priests of the Divine Kingdoms would be extremely confident.
If it were three against one, they felt they could give it a try.
But once it became two against one, or even one against one, these High Priests of the Divine Kingdoms began to feel their scalps tingle.
"Why hasn't Baron Nalant made a move yet?"
Even as they discussed whether to retreat immediately, the High Priests of the Divine Kingdoms kept turning to look toward the forest behind them.
That was where Nalant and the reinforcements were concealed.
They felt that, at a time like this, Baron Nalant should have acted already.
Otherwise, as the enemy numbers continued to grow, even if Nalant and the reinforcements joined the battle later, they might no longer hold the advantage.
Yet to the High Priests' disappointment, no matter how long they stared toward the rear, there was still no movement at all, as though there were no reinforcements there in the first place.
"Let's hold on a little longer. Baron Nalant surely wouldn't lead us into a trap!"
The High Priests of the Divine Kingdoms exchanged glances.
Out of trust in Nalant's past actions, they decided to grit their teeth and hold out a while longer.
And that persistence lasted another ten-odd minutes.
During those ten-odd minutes, another hundred thousand or so invaders appeared on the riverbank.
When the total number of invaders on the riverbank reached