The loud chime of the bell struck his heart like hammer blows.
He thanked his lucky stars that he didn't have a heart condition; otherwise, he might have scared himself to death before the battle even began.
Tap, tap, tap!
The Bound Spirit Guardians came running up and, upon seeing Fang Hao standing in front of the lord's mansion, they directly reported, "My lord, the Dragon Clan's army has arrived."
As Fang Hao walked towards the East City wall, he instructed, "Inform each wall sector to deploy defenses according to the plan, and do not panic."
"Yes," the messengers dispersed in all directions.
Fang Hao then hastened his steps up the eastern side of the city wall.
Looking out,
he saw an army of irregularly dressed troops marching without any order, appearing at the edge of his vision.
Orcs and Trolls made up the majority, thronging in hordes, ceaselessly moving forward.
Above the infantry flew dragons, which circled without stopping while maintaining their speed.
