"We can't stay long, brothers. If we do, we'll end up like grilled iron plates."
"Charge in, kill!"
............
The fire in the trench was indeed fierce.
Even the five iron plates obviously began to heat up and turn red, but this did not dampen the Xia Army's enthusiasm for the charge. The Cold Resistance Level, being the Perfect Skin phase, meant that unless the fire directly touched them, the mere high temperature could only cause some discomfort but no real harm.
On the contrary, this increasing heat only stimulated their ferocity. Realizing that they couldn't stand on the iron bridge for long, they charged even more vigorously, more fiercely.
And Mu Longhe, who was already at the forefront of the army, made his move when the soldiers at the very front were still more than ten meters away from the gate.
He leaped into the air, raising a long staff high, slashing straight down at the gate.
Clang......
The gate must not be breached by the Xia Army so quickly.
