The Barbarian army reached Mystic Sun City before the army led by Li Xuancang, drawing ever closer to the city.
"They're here! The Barbarians are coming!"
"Why are there so many of them? How are we supposed to stop them?"
"It's over. We're finished."
"..."
Gazing at the Barbarian army carpeting the mountains and plains in a dense, endless mass, the three thousand defenders atop the walls trembled with fear, their bodies shaking like sieves.
They only had three thousand men, and the overwhelming majority were recruits who had never seen a battlefield.
Facing at least thirty thousand Barbarians and several thousand Demon Race warriors, everyone's minds went blank. They had already given up resisting.
"Lord Zhou, wh-what should we do?"
Zhao Jianhai and the other Astral Qi Realm cultivators were pale with shock and utterly at a loss, all turning their eyes toward Zhou Xingzhan.
The gap between the two sides was simply too vast. Even with the advantage of defending the city, they could not possibly be a match for the Barbarians.
"Everyone, reinforcements from Peace Prefecture City will arrive soon. For now, we can only fight with our backs to the river."
Zhou Xingzhan felt despair as well, but he was the commanding general of Profound Sun Commandery's army. He had to steady the troops. If even he panicked, morale would collapse at once.
"How are we supposed to fight this? I won't be accompanying you."
Jiang Tianqi, an Astral Qi Realm expert, wore a face full of terror as he immediately prepared to flee the city.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, your sect is still in the city. Are you truly going to abandon it?"
Jiang Tianqi's attempt to flee drastically changed everyone's expressions, and Zhou Xingzhan was even more enraged.
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