Nie Yan teleported to a spot a thousand yards away. He contacted all the scattered members of his team and regrouped everyone.

The team returned to the forest, still in a state of extreme excitement.

They used a mass teleportation scroll and, without losing a single person, wiped out over a thousand Warblade Bloodlust players, mostly priests, almost four hundred of them. It was a glorious victory.

"What's your kill count?" Wu Feng turned to the team and asked.

"I got 106," Hei Bai said, looking down at his kill count.

"I got 12," Elegy of the Knight said.

...

The warriors had the most kills, followed by the thieves. The holy knights and priests mostly focused on healing and buffing. Among the warriors, Shui Se Yan Tou had the most kills, reaching 163. Hei Bai and Wu Feng were next, with around 100 each.

The highest kill count belonged to Nie Yan, reaching 503. However, most of these were due to the Golden Land Dragon's efforts. Nie Yan's own kill count was only around fifty. Mass-attack magic was truly amazing.

"It's a shame we don't have any mages. If we had a few grand mages, the results would definitely be greater," Cui Can Dao Guang said with a smile.

"Fortunately, we left quickly. I ran into a few Berserkers from the Alliance of Mages. Their skills were pretty good," Shui Se Yan Tou said seriously. He had exchanged blows with those Berserkers and hadn't gained any advantage.

Among all the Berserkers in the Niu Ren Tribe, Shui Se Yan Tou's skills were undoubtedly the strongest. For him to say that, it was clear those Berserkers had some weight to them.

Although the Niu Ren Tribe had gathered a large number of elite players, the Alliance of Mages, Warblade Bloodlust, and Holy Guardians guilds were not inferior. As for Angel Corps, there was no need to even mention them.

Warblade Bloodlust had staked its entire guild, and the Alliance of Mages, Holy Guardians, and Angel Corps had also sent out their elites, which put a lot of pressure on the Niu Ren Tribe. Although the Niu Ren Tribe had more than a hundred thousand players defending the city, the real fighting force was only about fifty thousand. Plus, Warblade Bloodlust had the Ironclad Catapults assisting them, making them a formidable force.

However, although Warblade Bloodlust, the Alliance of Mages, Holy Guardians, and Angel Corps were powerful, it was still very difficult to crush the Niu Ren Tribe on their home turf in Calore.

Nie Yan and the others had at least delayed Warblade Bloodlust's attack. Amidst the roaring of the Ironclad Catapult shells, some of the walls of Cripps Fortress finally collapsed. A wave of Warblade Bloodlust players surged in.

At this moment, the Niu Ren Tribe's arrow towers were extremely effective. Dense, rain-like arrows covered the area, instantly sweeping away hundreds of Warblade Bloodlust players.

The Niu Ren Tribe's players guarded the gap, engaging in a melee with Warblade Bloodlust's players.

Guo Huai stood on the high tower, watching the Warblade Bloodlust players rush in madly. He shouted in the guild chat, "First Squad, hold the line! If the First Squad is wiped out, the Second Squad goes up! If the Second Squad is wiped out, the Third Squad goes up! No matter what, hold it! Even if there's only one person left, we must win!"

Squads of Niu Ren Tribe players replenished the gap in the wall, each and every one of them fighting with grim determination. Guo Huai had given a death order. Naturally, they were prepared to die, giving their all.

Warblade Bloodlust players charged in again and again, but were beaten back again and again.

Under the leadership of several elite players, Warblade Bloodlust charged in. Once they opened a gap, the entire Cripps Fortress would become a battlefield!

"Everyone, charge with me! F*ck Warblade Bloodlust!" A tall swordsman waved the greatsword in his hand, stubbornly blocking the gap, resisting wave after wave of attacks.

Several people behind him shouted, "Heal Reincarnation! Heal him now!"

Duo Ru Lun Hui's (Fallen into Reincarnation) health fluctuated up and down. If it weren't for the twenty or so priests healing him at the same time, he would have been killed long ago. Moreover, his equipment was good enough, and his defense was high enough. Other warriors wouldn't be able to withstand it.

Under wave after wave of attacks, Niu Ren Tribe brothers fell to the ground one after another. Duo Ru Lun Hui's eyes were bloodshot as he angrily fought the incoming enemies.

He had joined the Niu Ren Tribe later and hadn't participated in several major battles. Although his strength was good, he hadn't entered the core of the Niu Ren Tribe. At first, he had just joined the Niu Ren Tribe casually. Later, he became familiar with the brothers in the guild and developed a strong sense of belonging to the Niu Ren Tribe.

If Cripps Fortress fell, the Niu Ren Tribe's players would truly become stray dogs. All their previous glory would be destroyed, and shame would accompany them.

At this moment, they knew what glory was!

Glory meant you could step on others, but others couldn't step on you. It meant others looked at you with awe, not contempt.

It was the witness of blood and fire, to be defended with the sword in hand!

Duo Ru Lun Hui took the lead, pushing the Warblade Bloodlust people back.

Duo Ru Lun Hui's burst of power surprised his teammates. Because one person was charging in the front, the morale of the Niu Ren Tribe brothers soared.

"Brothers, kill them back!"

The Niu Ren Tribe brothers were excited and went into a berserk state, like enraged beasts.

The Warblade Bloodlust players were about to push into Cripps Fortress, but unexpectedly, the situation took a turn for the worse. Duo Ru Lun Hui's group pushed them back. Several main elites were even hacked to death in the chaos, and they suddenly lost their backbone.

Duo Ru Lun Hui firmly blocked a narrow spot, and they managed to hold the gap in the wall steady.

"Who is he?" Guo Huai saw the battle there and asked Zhao Li next to him in surprise. He didn't manage personnel and didn't know much about the players below.

"His name is Duo Ru Lun Hui. He joined the guild later, but his skills are good," Zhao Li said. He had some impression of Duo Ru Lun Hui.

Just as the melee was happening there, news suddenly came from the guild headquarters that the Goblin Magic Cannon had been completed.

Guo Huai quickly sent a message to Nie Yan.

Cui Can Dao Guang and a group of shield warriors were sent back by Nie Yan to escort the Goblin Magic Cannon.

The entire Cripps Fortress immediately became busy. Some streets were blocked to prevent any players from entering. They moved the Goblin Magic Cannon to the highest turret of Cripps Fortress. The dark muzzle of the Goblin Magic Cannon aimed at the Ironclad Catapults in the distance.

The Goblin Magic Cannon could only be used for defending the city. Because it was too heavy, it was very difficult to move. But with a Goblin Magic Cannon there, the three Ironclad Catapults could no longer show off under the walls of Cripps Fortress.

In the later stages of his previous life, siege battles were generally fought with magic cannons and ballistic catapults firing at each other. The Ironclad Catapults were basically useless. The Ironclad Catapult's range was too short to be suitable for siege warfare. A Goblin Magic Cannon was enough to deter the three Ironclad Catapults.

Nie Yan led more than a thousand elites of the Niu Ren Tribe, slowly approaching the rear of Warblade Bloodlust.

Warblade Bloodlust sent out some elites to defend against the Niu Ren Tribe players' attack.

Nie Yan looked ahead at the battlefield. The three Ironclad Catapults were still bombarding the walls of Cripps Fortress, oblivious to their impending doom. Ang Yi Tian Shi and the others were confidently waiting for the walls of Cripps Fortress to be breached.

Nie Yan said in a low voice in the guild chat, "From now on, prepare for a full-scale offensive! Let the Warblade Bloodlust people bleed like a river under Cripps Fortress, never to return! Brothers of the Niu Ren Tribe, do you all remember the poem from the Faith prologue? 'We gather together from now on, advancing and retreating together, living and dying together, until our footprints are everywhere on the earth, glory is our life.' Today, let Cripps Fortress become the unyielding city of our Niu Ren Tribe!"

Reminded by Nie Yan, the Niu Ren Tribe players remembered the poem from the Faith prologue.

"In the deep twilight,
By the glow of the campfire,
Let the gods witness,
Dawn and stars alternate,
Light extinguished, darkness dispelled,
The world changes because of our arrival,
We gather together from now on,
Advancing and retreating together,
Living and dying together,
Until our footprints are everywhere on the earth,
Glory is our life."

The Niu Ren Tribe brothers murmured this poem. This was the essence of Faith. It had a profound meaning: team, brotherhood, glory! This was the main theme of Faith. In this world ruled by gods, magic and combat skills shone together. Everyone, with war and blood, witnessed glory and friendship!

"We gather together from now on, advancing and retreating together, living and dying together, until our footprints are everywhere on the earth, glory is our life!"

These words, at a time when Warblade Bloodlust was besieging the city and the Niu Ren Tribe was in a particularly difficult situation, were so moving. This was the guild and brotherhood.

"Advancing and retreating together, living and dying together, glory is our life! Brothers, Calore is the territory of our Niu Ren Tribe, let Warblade Bloodlust get the hell out!"

"Kill all the Warblade Bloodlust people, for the Niu Ren Tribe!"

The morale of all the Niu Ren Tribe brothers was ignited by Nie Yan's words. The Niu Ren Tribe players were surging with emotion, and everyone entered a state of full preparation for battle.

The war starts now!

The gates of Cripps Fortress creaked and groaned as they slowly opened. Hundreds of thousands of Niu Ren Tribe players gathered in front of the city gates. Once the gates opened, the decisive battle would begin.

On the highest turret of Cripps Fortress, the Goblin Magic Cannon's muzzle was aligned with the trajectory, aiming at the Ironclad Catapults.

"Begin, full-scale offensive, kill!" Nie Yan shouted in a deep voice in the guild chat.

With a sharp whistle, a red-hot iron ball drew an arc in the sky and smashed down towards the Ironclad Catapults in the distance. This was the horn of the start of the war!