In the blink of an eye, it was more than eleven hours since the surrender letter was delivered, and the deadline for the letter was getting closer.
In the dense night, the vanguard of the Soron army erupted with unprecedented combat power, successfully advancing to the area near Shalin Atlant City.
Six elite cavalry units, after a brief rest, began to form ranks.
After forming the ranks, they let out a roar and charged towards an inconspicuous fortress blocking their path.
In their view, capturing this fortress would eliminate an obstacle to Atlantis and give Shalin a hard slap, making them realize who should truly surrender.
"Da da da..."
The sound of hooves was like thunder as the tide-like cavalry swiftly approached the fortress walls.
Then... in the next moment, a row of pitch-black "Iron Buckets" was pushed out from the walls, aiming their ends at the charging cavalry.
"Buzz buzz!"
