Wang Fan was overjoyed and whispered to the crowd, "Listen to my command, proceed according to the plan, and make sure to strike decisively and catch them off guard!"
Everyone nodded and stealthily made their way towards the false god's camp like ghosts.
Like a raging beast, Yan Batian charged into the camp of the false god army.
He held a huge flaming sword in his hand, the blade burning with raging flames.
With each swing, a blazing whirlwind of flames arose, and wherever it passed, the false god soldiers fell with screams of agony.
Yan Batian's eyes were bloodshot, and he had only one thought in his mind: to avenge the deaths of his family members.
"Die, all of you!" Yan Batian roared, swinging his axe at a pseudo-god general who was trying to resist.
The false god general hurriedly raised his dark spear to defend himself.
However, under Yan Batian's attack, which was filled with anger and power.
The spear snapped instantly, and the false god general was also cut in half at the waist.
The blood splattered on Yan Batian's face, adding to his ferocity and terror.
Wang Fan followed closely behind, wielding the Bloodthirsty Halberd with impenetrable skill, its tip gleaming with a cold light.
Each thrust precisely struck the false god's vitals.
His figure moved freely among the enemy ranks, like the Grim Reaper descending, reaping the lives of the false god's soldiers.
Under Wang Fan's leadership, the elite troops of Blazing Fire City were greatly encouraged and fought bravely against the enemy.
For a moment, shouts of battle and screams of agony mingled together in the false god's camp.
The false god soldiers gradually recovered from their initial panic and began to organize a counterattack.
However, Wang Fan and his men's attack was too swift, and they were unable to regain their footing for a while.
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