"There's another ambush! Everyone, be careful!" the Deputy General suddenly realized, roaring in rage.
The remaining four hundred thousand-plus Desert Long Army soldiers, dragging their weary bodies, met the enemy with frenzied expressions. Their momentum was demonic, and a bloody light seemed to shroud the sky.
The jungle was dense with thorns, making it impossible for the warhorses to be effective, forcing them to fight on foot.
Cavalry without their mounts were like warriors who had lost a leg.
The strength of the Desert Long Army was diminished even further!
"ARGH..." Continuous screams echoed through the jungle as the number of Desert Long Army soldiers dwindled at a rate visible to the naked eye.
"We're on the verge of success! Kill!" The Flying Beast Tribe General flapped his wings, his eyes gleaming as he roared in excitement.
