And with the continual depletion of remote weapons, the pioneer team within Qingshi Town also started conserving the remaining supplies.
"Use them sparingly!"
Thousands of bullets seemed plentiful, but in actual use, they were gone in a matter of minutes.
And the few dozen shells for the cannons couldn't last for many rounds.
With the annihilation of the Yellow Turban Strongman Corps, the battlefield once again fell silent.
There was some confusion amidst the court's military formation due to the Black Fog that dazed the soldiers, but while their consciousness remained somewhat intact, their bodies simply could not move.
Holding a gourd, Heavenly Master Wang's expression darkened as he pulled out a dark red flag from his chest, its surface embellished with ferocious Runes.
At the sight of this flag, a sense of dread surfaced in every taoist's heart.
