When the Hong brothers came down from the city wall, it was already noon that day.
It was unknown if the old men in Qingquan City had thought it through or if the army had suddenly "exploded". In any case, from this morning onwards, they had been strengthening the troops of the various city walls one after another.
They, who were located in the East District, could be considered to have been smugly changed at noon.
Although the beast tide had yet to retreat, it did not continue to threaten the city wall.
It was said that the two city walls that had fallen previously had also been fought back.
This made Hong Zhijie and Hong Zhijun very relieved.
"Chen Yun, let's go down and treat you to a drink."
"It's all thanks to your cooperation this time."
Hong Zhijie patted the shoulder of Chen Yun, the local deputy commander of Qingquan City, with a very sincere smile.