Amid the black tide of devils, countless people fought with bloodshot eyes. They knew all too well that if these devils broke through the ancient city's Protective Array, the ordinary mortals would be the next to suffer.
The mortals settled beyond this border numbered far more than ten million.
So even if these soldiers bled out their last drop of blood, they refused to give this horde of devils a chance to break through their defenses.
"Tiezhu, if I die and you can't find my body, take the Storage Bag I hid beneath the communal bunk in our tent back to my parents. Tell them I'm sorry."
Beside the city wall, a soldier wielding a curved saber was fighting the devils charging toward him. Behind him, everything was drenched in blood.
His comrade behind him nodded repeatedly and replied, "Same goes for you. Remember to take the Storage Bag under my bunk back to my family."
The comrade in front of him suddenly laughed. "You brat! You hid yours in the same place as mine! No wonder you were always sneaking around. Turns out you had some good stuff stashed away!"
Tiezhu nodded helplessly. There was only so much room in their tent. Where else would everyone hide their things but under the communal bunk? They simply pretended not to know.
"By the way, it wasn't time for new recruits to arrive yet, so why did another batch come? I think I even saw little kids barely ten years old. What's going on with this bunch? Has the Southern Region run out of people? Why send children this young?" The thought made Tiezhu angry.
"I saw them too. Who knows what the general and the others are thinking? Maybe things really are urgent back home. Why else would they bring