The morale of the Iron Wall Battle Group's soldiers surged. They charged like tigers unleashed, relentlessly pursuing the routed enemy troops.
Xuan Yi also led the Undead Corps, rampaging through the fleeing mob and leaving a trail of bodies in their wake.
The routed soldiers fled for their lives, leaving behind a trail of corpses and men kneeling in surrender.
Seeing this, the soldiers still on the run were filled with utter despair. Only a single thought remained in their minds. 'Escape. We have to escape!'
Just then, a large army suddenly appeared on the horizon ahead.
Banners snapped in the wind above a forest of blades and spears. Their flag was the iconic white cross on a red field of the Blood Cross organization, and the lead general's banner bore the single, largely embroidered word: "Fisher."
"It's—it's the Blood Cross Regiment!
"It's Lord Angus!"
"Lord Angus has come to save us."
