However, the situation was only slightly better even after Su Dingqian had taken action. The armored soldiers were already at the city walls. The wooden stockade was incomparably fragile before their heavy weapons, giving way to huge gaps in just a couple of strikes.

In the blink of an eye, there were holes everywhere and the steel-armored warriors gushed in like a black tide.

Atop the city lord mansion, Su Dingqian stood leaning on the railing as he gazed at the battlefield with an ashen face. At this moment, only Liu Daoming and Su Yueyuan were beside him; the rest had been sent to the frontlines.

Liu Daoming was fine, but a rank-thirteen champion like Su Yueyuan was rather unpresentable in the lineup. Su Dingqian had no other way because all of his cards were here, and he still had to take care of this talented son.

The trio’s expressions were unsightly as they watched the city walls falling one segment after the other. Liu Daoming was still calm, but Su Yueyuan could bear it no longer. “Father, why not unleash another strike? We won’t be able to hold out at this rate!”

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