Tap tap tap!
The vanguard of the defenders scrambled out from one side in a sorry state.
That Corpse Dragon had killed most of their hands.
Those who were lucky enough to survive the ordeal, not killed by the Dragon Breath, regrouped and fled back here.
Along the way, they had already attempted to send the message out but received no response.
They had originally thought that with a Demigod among the Orc army, nothing could go wrong.
Yet, upon seeing the road full of deep pits and scars, and the trees draped with severed limbs and broken arms,
The faces of everyone still showed surprise, doubt, and fear.
Before they could recover from their shock,
An Orc quickly approached them.
He asked, "Where's Pei Xing Si?"
A transmigrator stepped forward with an unsightly expression and said, "Pei Xing Si, the leader, has died in battle."
The Orc sized up these defeated soldiers and nodded, "Come with me, the Commander wants to see you."
