Chapter 439: Too Late?

Across the mountains and fields, the Witch Clan was everywhere.

Tens of thousands of the Witch Army divided into three routes, simultaneously attacking Qingming, with monstrous creatures as large as hills faintly visible amidst the Military Qi. Various pitches of screeching and roaring enveloped the entire battlefield.

Several Great Witches gathered together, looking at Ding'an City ahead, sneering, "Such low walls, any qualified warrior could jump right over them. What's the use of building such a city?"

Another Great Witch with a dozen eyes constantly flickering with various glows said, "The city protection array is very average. There are twenty thousand soldiers and seventy thousand civilians in the city."

The central Great Witch exhaled a puff of white mist, "Take it down directly!"

Amid the sound of horns, a massive troop of the Witch Army rushed from below, charging toward Ding'an City ahead.