About a minute later, outside the city, the God of Dark Gold Allied Army had either retreated or been killed and wounded.
Only the God of Dark Gold Allied Army soldiers on the city wall and beneath the foot of the wall were still alive.
However, their state was exactly the same as the God of Steel's Allied Army earlier. They had no heart left for battle, and the God of Dark Gold Allied Army on the wall began scrambling over one another to run down from the ramparts.
But going up was easy; getting down was hard. After all, there were so many of them that quite a few were trampled or fell from the wall.
And the God of Gray Mist's Legion soldiers naturally perked up at once, shouting and hollering as they beat the drowning dogs.
The God of Gray Mist felt unspeakably awkward as he watched.
Earlier, the soldiers of his legion had been forced back one by one to the stair corners, yet now they had suddenly become marvelous. Most importantly, Nalant was still here. Wouldn't such an obvious contrast highlight just how incompetent he, a god, was?
"These fellows... once we return, I'm going to punish them properly!" the God of Gray Mist said to Nalant awkwardly.
"Heh, God of Gray Mist, I think it would be best to capture as many of these Dark Gold legion soldiers as possible right now. That way, we can also reduce our own casualties!" Nalant naturally did not expose him, and immediately offered the God of Gray Mist a suggestion.
"All right, Nalant!" The God of Gray Mist also felt it made sense and immediately issued the order.
Immediately afterward, cries of "Surrender and you won't be killed!" rang out across the city wall.
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