“It's just a broken sword; so what if it shattered?” The lord hadn't realized the severity of the situation, his eyes fixed on the rapidly approaching eight-armed snake demon warriors. “I've broken not a hundred, but dozens of swords. I'll just have to add a few more soon.”

“My lord, General Mandela's Blood Sword is made of crimson steel, forged by the legendary dwarf Dugan Ironhammer in Ironforge. It hasn't decayed in a thousand years and is said to be unbreakable by anyone short of a legendary powerhouse, even if they give it their all.”

“When the horizon bleeds, that's when this strongest Blood Sword will shatter,” Fojello said eloquently.

“Where did you learn all this?” Li Wei asked casually.

“My people,

When the horizon bleeds, it is not the end, but brave swordsmen facing a mighty foe.

The Blood Sword breaks, the warrior wails,

Leave this place, as far as you can.”

“My lord, this poem is known throughout Deber. Even a child knows it,” Fojello said helplessly. “Sometimes I really doubt if you're even a Deberian.”

“Anyway, it means not only are we in trouble, but General Mandela and his men in the Transverse Mountains are probably not doing well either, maybe even wiped out.”

After saying that, his expression was very bitter.

“Damn it.”

For the first time, Li Wei felt the situation spiraling out of control.

“If I find out who opened the city gate, I'll skin him alive,” he cursed viciously.

If the city gate hadn't fallen, the situation wouldn't be so urgent and critical.

In the middle of their conversation, the six-armed snake demon warriors crashed into them.

There was no need for probing or questioning; everyone was determined to fight for their lives.

“Hiss!”

The leading six-armed snake demon was definitely an elite among its kind, about four blades tall, its body a crimson red. It raised its head and let out a piercing hiss, its six arms simultaneously wielding various weapons.

Li Wei had no intention of backing down; he would meet them head-on. He roared and swung his broadsword in an arc towards the opponent's body.

Metal clashed against metal in the night sky, creating a series of sparks.

The result was naturally without suspense. Being just an elite of its kind, it proved to be a lackluster opponent against the lord, who was already far stronger than before.

The broadsword made of refined steel was only halfway through being blocked by the six blades, but the six-armed snake demon warrior was in a worse state. Even with all its strength, it couldn't stop the giant sword from smashing back. Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, it could only watch as the giant sword plunged deep into its chest, sending it flying back into the crowd, blood and broken organs gushing from its mouth.

This giant-like burly warrior knocked over a dozen six-armed snake demon warriors before stopping. Even in death, it didn't understand why the seemingly small dwarf in front of it possessed such irresistible power.

The Hesters finished chanting their spells, and four meteorites formed from conjured magic fell from the sky, smashing into the back ranks of the six-armed snake demons. Accompanied by earth-shattering rumbles and a sky full of fire, countless six-armed snake demon warriors were instantly crushed into minced meat or pierced by shattered stones.

The Drow priests' magic was remarkably effective, instantly costing the snake demons nearly 20% of their members, slowing their momentum.

Unfortunately, the more powerful the magic, the more severe the casting effects. After that one attack, several Drow elves had to stop casting and start recovering their magic.

At their recovery rate, they couldn't be relied upon until the end of the battle.

“My lord, why do I feel like your men are stronger than before?” Fojello asked, looking puzzled at the Cliff High Fort squad in the midst of the battle.

Li Wei didn't bother to reply, roaring and swinging his broadsword, knocking down an entire arc of six-armed snake demon warriors in front of him.

In large-scale melee combat, the advantage brought by individual bravery is difficult to compensate for with anything else.

As soon as they engaged, the two sides roared and fought together without hesitation. Metal collided, flesh splattered, and after a moment, only the orc warriors were still standing on the ground.

The Cliff High Fort squad was already overwhelming these six-armed snake demon warriors, and after the previous battle, they had collectively risen another level, widening the gap again. Every level increase in the system was a world of difference.

The two sides were no longer opponents of the same level.

Especially the twelve orc berserkers, who were veritable killing machines. After activating conscious berserker mode, the special red energy attached to each axe could easily chop the six-armed snake demons in half as if cutting tofu.

These twelve orc berserkers charged into the crowd, hacking and slashing wildly, killing even more than the lord.

Each of them killed at least a dozen six-armed snake demon warriors.

If this were a game, these twelve orc berserkers would be like Nord Royal Guards charging into a group of barefoot peasant conscripts.

A series of kill notifications instantly popped up in the lower-left corner of the screen.

When there were only two berserkers, their performance was outstanding, but because there were too few of them, they couldn't achieve the visual spectacle they were creating now.

Li Wei couldn't imagine what would happen if all three hundred orc barbarians advanced to become berserkers. Even the Blood Swordsmen would have to admit defeat.

The six-armed snake demon warriors didn't understand why these people in front of them were so much stronger than the enemies they had encountered before. Their power was beyond words.

But at this moment, they were like small fries, being slaughtered at will.

They began to speak in their unique abyssal language, and then began to retreat with the remaining few hundred soldiers.

They knew that with their current numbers, they couldn't pose a threat to these humans and didn't need to waste their lives here.

Li Wei stopped the barbarians who wanted to pursue, watching as the enemy slowly retreated into the darkness.

Time was tight, and there was no need to risk chasing them.

Although these guys had suffered, they were worthy of being high-level demons, maintaining enough order in their retreat. It wasn't easy to expand the results with a tail chase.

“My lord, there are more and more demons around. It would be troublesome if the six-armed snake demon army came over,” Fojello said seriously.

The Thorns Legion, besides helping the Cliff High Fort squad attract some pressure, sent the rest out as vanguards to open a gap in the encircling demons, but with little success.

This kind of work had to be done by the Cliff High Fort squad.

Just then, a loud roar suddenly rang out in the distance, followed by the unique hissing of the defeated six-armed snake demon warriors. A continuous sound of metal colliding soon followed.

Dense six-armed snake demon warriors returned, but this time their numbers were unimaginable, stretching as far as the eye could see.

“My lord, what do we do?” Fojello swallowed hard, his whole body fluctuating up and down like he was riding a griffin that night.

There were at least ten thousand six-armed snake demon warriors on the opposite side. The Cliff High Fort squad might be strong enough, but the enemy could exhaust their side with numbers alone.

“Boss, how do we fight?” Zart asked, wielding his battle axe, but somewhat eager to try.

“Fight my ass, run quickly!” Li Wei rolled his eyes and took the lead.

Sometimes these guys were even more warlike than him, he didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse.

The lord was confident that he could go in and out seven times by himself, and finally kill his way out of Bone Fortress, but the problem was that he was not alone now, he had a group of people under him.

Even if they fought their way out, there probably wouldn't be many left in the end, and he didn't want to be a commander without any soldiers and start all over again.

He turned and ran towards another city gate. Since this city gate was impassable, he would change to another one. Since there were so many six-armed snake demons here, there couldn't be so many at other city gates.

With the Cliff High Fort squad leading the way, the seemingly dense demon ranks were instantly pierced through, and the Thorns Legion followed closely behind.

The orc barbarians, empowered by the system, ran fast even in heavy armor, but unfortunately, the Hesters lived up to the lord's stereotype of spellcasters, their physique was stronger than ordinary people, but only to a limited extent.

Not to mention the goatfolk auxiliaries who had not been empowered by the system, who were already panting.

This inevitably slowed the marching speed.

But these were not the point. As the lord ran, he discovered a problem.

Logically speaking, there were so many military camps in Bone Fortress, and they had just passed the Dreadfort's camp, but these six-armed snake demon warriors seemed to have locked onto their team, following them relentlessly.

“Old Fojello, take your men to the right, I'll go to the left, let's meet at the city gate!”

Passing a fork in the road, Li Wei chose to split up. It was too slow for so many people to gather together, and the target was too big, which was obviously not a good choice.

He also wanted to find out why these six-armed snake demon warriors were chasing them so relentlessly.

But as soon as Li Wei ran out a hundred steps, he realized that the problem was not with the Thorns Legion. The six-armed snake demon warriors behind him didn't hesitate at all and chased after them without losing a single person. In contrast, there wasn't a single demon on the Thorns Legion's side.

All the soldiers of the Thorns Legion were grateful for the Cliff High Fort lord's heroic dedication, silently praying to the Goddess of Holy Light in their hearts, hoping that nothing would happen to this great man.

“Damn it, why are you only chasing me? I'm not some kind of sweet pastry!” Only the lord was angry and cursing.

He suddenly realized whether he was emitting holy light all over his body like a small sun under the night sky, which was too conspicuous, and quickly restrained the holy light into the holy light seed in his body.

He dimmed down like an ordinary officer and immediately took the lead to turn another corner.

The six-armed snake demon warriors were like turtles eating lead weights, determined to hang on to the lord's ass.

It was almost more persistent than a simp chasing a goddess.

“Damn, what the hell are we running for?” Soon Li Wei stopped in a group of buildings with his men. “No more running!”

These skinny goatfolk and rabbitfolk auxiliaries were really slowing down the marching speed. Cliff High Fort didn't have the habit of abandoning their companions, so being caught up with them was only a matter of time.

Instead of running around in vain, it was better to fight.

All the auxiliaries understood why they stopped. Obviously, if they abandoned them, the Burning Legion warriors could easily escape, but this great man would rather choose to face the enemy than abandon them, which made these auxiliaries cry with gratitude.

In the wilderness, let alone abandoning them, those clan warriors even treated them as food reserves, they didn't treat them as human beings, so in their eyes, this was simply a great savior in the world.

“Lord, run away quickly!”

Some rabbitfolk even knelt down, hugging the lord's thigh and begging.

It didn't matter if they died here, their home was still in Cliff High Fort, and they still needed this great man to go back and continue to serve as the lord of Cliff High Fort.

“Shut up, all of you.”

Li Wei pulled back his foot covered in snot with a look of disgust and said fiercely, “No one will die today!”

“Kill these bastards!” he waved his fist fiercely.

The unanimous echo was enough to overturn the dome.

Even the cowardly rabbitfolk raised their kitchen knives and spoons, their faces so fierce that they dared to bite off a piece of meat even if there was a wolf in front of them.

Those who are near vermilion get stained red, and those who are near ink get blackened. Following a group of reckless men who are not afraid of anything, even the rabbitfolk and goatfolk have a bit of ruthlessness.

“Leighton, Mir, Zart, you are temporarily responsible for leading the entire army, focusing on defense, and resisting these six-armed snake demons.” Li Wei ordered briefly and quickly, then looked at Sophia, who had been hiding in the crowd.

This silver dragon girl was carrying a small bag, with a timid look on her face, fully demonstrating her big breasts and no brains and following the crowd.

“Sophia, come with me.” His tone was very serious.

The two went towards a corner and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

No one asked what Li Wei was going to do when he left at this time. Leighton directed the auxiliaries to build simple fortifications. Zart straightened his crooked bull horn helmet, grinning and leading the orc warriors at the front.

The boss had taken all the limelight before, and now it was finally his turn to shine.

He looked at Gus on the left and Hogg on the right, and curled his lips in disdain.

Mir commanded the Fed archers to climb onto the roof to shoot from a high position. Gus drew his bow and nocked an arrow, with thunder elements surging around him, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's, staring at the six-armed snake demons swarming in front of him.

Hogg slowly sharpened his scimitar. After it was smooth and shiny, he rode on his dire wolf.

The little old man Sam ran around in the crowd in a sweat, determined to bless everyone with a stone skin spell.

Piercing hisses connected into one piece, gathering into a cold and fierce melody, making people shudder.

The distance between the two sides was rapidly closing, and a head-on melee was about to begin.

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