Chapter 309

As the words of Xuanyuan Wuhen fell, the defensive line of the Daxia army stood as firm as a monolith. The soldiers gripped their weapons tightly, their eyes resolute and entirely without fear. They knew that the battle today was fought not only for the survival of Daxia, but for the families and the land behind them. The martial artist legions of the Seven-Nation Alliance surged forward like a violent torrent, instantly crashing against the defense line of the Daxia army. The soldiers of both sides instantly locked in close combat. The clanging of weapons, the screams of the dying, and roars of fury intertwined into a chaotic cacophony, while the stench of blood permeated the air. Although the soldiers of the Daxia army were outnumbered, relying on their unyielding willpower, they managed to block the offensive of the Seven-Nation Alliance outside the defense line. Their coordination was seamless; some attacked, some provided support, and others covered their comrades, turning the defense line into an impregnable wall of bronze and iron that was difficult to shake.