The Demons had now laid siege, and the main city, personally guarded by Wang Meng, naturally bore the brunt of their largest force.
The Demons had assembled with surprising speed, and the battle reached a fever pitch from the very start.
Hu Jing gazed into the distance, unable to keep her brow from furrowing. Zhang Xiaojiang just smiled. "Jingjing, the Demon Race's fierce offensive this time is actually a good thing. A battle of this scale is tough, but it's nothing our Burning Castle can't handle. After we wear them down, the balance of power won't be so unfavorable for us."
Hu Jing shook her head slightly. 'Something feels off. In the past, a Demon horde of this size would have just swarmed us all at once, but today is different. Their attacks are far too methodical.'
"We'll handle whatever they throw at us. I'll go out and cut down a wave, see what tricks they're trying to pull," Zhang Xiaojiang said with a laugh.
Hu Jing nodded. "Be careful."
