Inside the city, the brutal battle raged on, yet Ye Liuyun and his companions could only watch from the sidelines.
Ye Liuyun had his eyes glued to the Sound Transmission Talisman, fearing he might miss their call for help, but it remained eerily silent.
The local martial practitioners' death toll quickly approached thirty thousand. Yet, there was still no sign of them requesting reinforcements.
The local martial practitioners could not move forward without stepping on the corpses of their fallen comrades.
Out of nowhere, the Sanctuary Knight commander gave the order, and reinforcements from their central army rushed forward, charging into the battle. They easily drove the local martial practitioners backwards, giving the defending soldiers a breather to recover.
The Sanctuary Knights had been replaced with a new wave of troops, while the local martial practitioners' genuine energy was almost depleted.