"City Lord, they're retreating fast!" As everyone saw the Purpolia Divine Nation Army quickly withdrawing, they all turned to Brooklyn Robertson.
"Orders, leave five thousand to guard the city, the rest of the fifty thousand will follow me in the attack!"
Brooklyn Robertson had now confirmed that the opposing force was indeed a routed army. He saw this as an opportunity to achieve merit, and moreover, capturing this army of thirty thousand would yield a great number of prisoners of war.
At that moment, realizing this, everyone fell silent.
With an Eight-Star expert like Brooklyn Robertson present, and with nearly fifty thousand troops, defeating that weakened thirty thousand-strong army shouldn't be too difficult.
The City Gates were flung wide open, and Brooklyn Robertson led his troops in a frenzied pursuit.
Though the Purpolia Divine Nation Army fled swiftly, the troops led by Brooklyn Robertson were elite, closing the distance just as quickly.
