"Prince, Gahn, there is no need to organize another attack. Those Giant Dragons and their Warriors have already withdrawn voluntarily; they know they cannot withstand another assault."
Beastman Cole, as the chief officer overseeing the entire siege, couldn’t hide the excitent on his face.
"That’s great. To minimize the loss of our Warriors, we let the Fishn charge for us, which they held out until now. I originally estimated it would take two more days to completely break their defenses and drive them out of this city."
Beastman Prince Gahn also couldn’t help but smile on his composed face; for the first ti, his voice clearly expressed his emotion of joy.
"Quickly send a ssage to the Kingdom, inform those foolish ones that we have achieved a crucial victory; it’s ti for them to sll the scent of victory."
"Also, dispatch the army to occupy the Golden City, leave that pocket city for the Fishn to loot, temporarily avoid conflicts with them. Our main priority now is to start relying on the Golden City as a foothold, waiting for reinforcents, and gradually invading."
Beastman Gahn excitedly clapped his hands, "Let the Warriors who fought bravely rest in the city, then start rebuilding and repairing this city. It will be the first city of our Beastman Kingdom on the continent, and the starting point of our resurgence."
That night, the desolate Golden City once again beca brightly lit. The Beastman’s Vanguard Corps had already moved into the Golden City and stationed themselves in this city that had been laid to waste.
However, these Beastman Legions did not have strict discipline or training, so the Beastman’s Vanguard Corps abandoned their tents, entered those buildings that were still largely intact, and enjoyed a rare rest.
Even though the Golden City had undergone extensive artillery bombardnt and Caster Corps spell bombardnt, it still retained many buildings.
Especially the forr Giant Dragon Library and Gladiatorial Arena buildings, not at the center point of the Golden City, but avoiding the central battlefront, the magic arrays laid in the past were still operating, and despite being plundered by Fishn, remained largely intact, with these Beastn favoring them as resting rooms.
A large number of Shahua Fishn rushed into the pocket city, containing nurous buildings. These Shahua Fishn rushed into the buildings, plundering wantonly, even searching through the ruins, completely heedless of the Giant Dragon Corps’ counterattacks. They were more afraid of the Fishman Prince’s punishnt.
Until late at night, most of the Beastman’s Legion Warriors were already asleep, and these greedy Fishn were still plundering the wealth left in every building and every corner of the city.
A strong Fishman Warrior kicked open the wide door of the house in front of him, full of joy.
A string of agate stone necklaces hung around its neck, along with so jewelry, it was draped in fine silk cloth, with exquisite handmade items hanging from its waist, even its claws were adorned with rings.
But a strange sll, intense and pungent, awakened this Fishman from the satisfaction of its harvest. It followed the sll through the hallway of the house and entered a room, from which sounds emanated from the dark room.
The Fishman Warrior tightened its grip on its Fish Spear and kicked open the door. Its limited Dark Vision revealed a pair of green eyes and a Kobold with a head resembling a lizard.
Next to this Kobold, the wooden floor was already flipped, exposing a deep pit, and this Kobold was pouring a layer of pungent, viscous liquid in the room.
The liquid in the room had already spread across the floor, flowing outside the room. The intense and pungent sll caused the Fishman Warrior to suddenly recall the flas on that piece of The Sea.
"Fierce fire, it’s fierce fire!" The Fishman Warrior scread in terror, directly fleeing from the weak Kobold Warrior in front of it. It stumbled, trying to escape from the house, escape from the city.
Bam, a jar of fierce fire oil was thrown out from inside the room, smashing against the wooden wall of the house. The pungent sll spread instantly, and in its panic, the Fishman Warrior could only hear the loud shout from inside the room.
"My body burns in flas, my soul eternally returns to the Holy Hall, great Red Dragon, my master, may your will guide my loyal soul!"
Pious prayer, surpassing the whispers of Demons, accompanied by the bright flas, one black orb after another was ignited, emitting a roaring sound of explosions, flas, and explosions swept through the house, the ground collapsed.
At that mont, as the roaring sound sounded, it was as if a chain reaction had been triggered, instantly setting the entire city ablaze.
Kobolds and green-skinned Goblins ignited fierce fire oil and gunpowder bombs. They didn’t even consider burrowing back into the tunnels, burning together with the flas.
"Woof woof, in the Dragon’s Holy Hall, there are also Kobold figures," a Kobold grinned knowingly with a Long Spear stuck in its chest, igniting the fierce fire oil in front of it, igniting everything in front of it.
The Beastman Sentinel could only watch in despair as the great fire rose around him, engulfing him instantly. He couldn’t escape, for fires erupted everywhere around him.
Rumble, the overwhelming Golden City erupted like a mountain collapse and tsunami. The ground collapsed, burying everything.
The flas raged, burning everything; the fire couldn’t be subdued, couldn’t be halted, couldn’t be escaped in this city built mainly of wood.
The entire city seed to be inside the Red Dragon’s fiery prison until everything was destroyed, turning all into ashes. The towering fla was visible even dozens of miles away, its continuous thunderous noise could not be suppressed even by the angry roar of The Sea.
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