Leaving behind the hellish battlefield here, the fighting styles of others were far simpler and more straightforward. Driven by sheer momentum, they charged at the enemy, wielding their weapons, slashing violently. The scene was both bloodthirsty and brutal, littered with dismembered limbs and remains, with a pungent stench of blood in the air telling tales of tragedy and heroism.
Inner Strength experts were just a small fraction, while the enemy's biggest advantage was having five times more warriors than Phoenix City.
Tens of thousands of Soldiers swarmed in.
Scaling long ladders, crossing protective walls, and charging into trenches.
From afar, their momentum seemed majestic and unstoppable. It was only a matter of time before the city would be breached.
