A few hours later, the reinforcements dragged their exhausted bodies into the ruined main city.
The city lord of this main city crawled over with tears and tears in his eyes. He said with a trembling voice, "Elder Sir! That is a group of bandits. Our city has been broken through. They are now heading to the next city! Elder Sir! Please help us quickly!"
The Sixth Elder pointed at his face. He was so angry that he could not say a word. A surge of blood surged up and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Grand Elder! Grand Elder! Are you alright?!" The surrounding soldiers surrounded him in panic.
He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Send out an order to all the Swift Eagle Troops. Tell them to rush to Thorn City immediately. Make sure to stall those barbarians before we arrive!"
"Yes!"