"Bashang City will change hands today."
"What's this nonsense about the Nine Towns? In front of our Dajue Temple, they're nothing but paper tigers!"
.........
The moment the city gate was breached, Dajue Temple's morale soared once more, with everyone surging forward like they were on stimulants, relying on the golden light to protect them, they recklessly charged ahead.
Originally, they only occupied a width of 500 meters behind the city gate, but with this surge in morale, the soldiers flooded through like a tidal wave, quickly doubling the area they held.
Furthermore, they kept expanding.
Bashang City was completely breached...
"They've broken the city ahead of schedule!"
At the forefront of the battlefield, Yan Xin looked up at the sky, realizing there were only ten minutes left before dawn, a cruel smile flashed across his face.
The Master chose to attack the city two hours before dawn, and he could somewhat guess his intention.
