“Argh!” Soldiers from both sides continued to fall—one after the other—as they wailed miserably.

At that moment, the entire meadow was dyed crimson with blood!

Both sides had more than a hundred thousand soldiers; of course, the battle would be violent and tragic!

Monica’s face turned pale. She ran around on the battlefield; she only had one thing in her mind, and that was to escape the place! She did not want to die there!

She had not found Ambrose or Darryl. She could not die!

“Where