Puchi......
In the Hive Main Zone, the sound of iron arrows piercing through flesh came one after another, further increasing the death toll of the Zhaoyang troops. Noticing the relentless rain of arrows from the Great Xia becoming more and more intense, their charge towards the hive became even more reckless.
"Charge, only by breaking through do we have a sliver of hope to survive. Don't just stay in place and wait for death!"
Hou Ming slashed through the front ranks of the hive group, roaring furiously.
Hou Bing and Hou Ying followed closely, one wielding a sword and the other a staff.
Even without Lin Ye, the simultaneous charge of the three at Cold Resistance Level still managed to tear open a big gap in the Hive Guards.
The large throng of Zhaoyang troops finally surged into the main zone buildings through that gap, with the frontline hundreds immediately entangling with the hive crowd, engaging in close combat.
