As the knocking turned from anger to pleading, and from pleading to screaming, Summer's heart sank.
The earth trembled slightly, followed by a muffled rumble of thunder that spread from afar, eventually turning into a deafening, heart-pounding tremor.
Sammer knew it was the sound of cavalry hooves, the sound of countless cavalry hooves.
The knocking outside the city gates turned into continuous screams, and the thick stench of blood quickly wafted into the city, irritating Sammer's sensitive nose.
"It's over...it's all over..."
Before anyone else could react, Summer knew it was all over.
On this land, no force dares to challenge the majesty of Lai City, except for the Temple, but the excited shouts mixed with screams outside the city are clearly not from the Western Continent.
Sammer's ancestors were nobles after all, and they had a true understanding of history. Every time the Russians crossed the Caucasus Mountains and marched south, there were always beastmen following behind them. And when faced with the savage beastmen, no city in the entire Persian region could withstand them.
As for the people of the Temple, they will surely drive the orcs back, but that will be after the Roman reinforcements arrive. The northern fortresses can only block the orcs' return route, but they cannot stop their rampage and slaughter on this land.
"Everyone, whether you're a local or a merchant from out of town, take up arms and climb the city walls! The orcs... are coming!"
The messenger of Lai rode through the city streets, constantly issuing orders and shouting. His usual arrogant demeanor was gone, replaced by a trembling figure that appeared utterly desolate and forlorn.
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