Through the light curtain, one could see the scene outside.
On the empty plains, half-buried helmets with rotting flags inserted on them were visible.
"Let's go, let's head out," Fang Hao put on the 'Tyrant King' helmet.
Along with the rest of the group, he stepped out of the light curtain.
Behind Fang Hao were the Dragon Queen, the black-armored sisters, and a vast array of different types of military units.
Today was the day of a decisive battle to the death, and he could not afford to hold anything back.
The army gradually dispersed, filling the entire open area one after another.
And at that moment, whooshing sounds could be heard!!
A large army of orcs charged out from the city in front of them.
There were sword-and-shield-wielding infantrymen, cavalry riding giant wolves, and chariot warriors standing atop war chariots.
The number was not small, filling the entire opposite area.
