Just like Shen Yuhe thought, with their strength, they could absolutely seize the chaos to break out, but their parents, wives, and children were still behind them, how could they possibly abandon their loved ones to escape alone?
As they kept retreating, the fierce and evil bandits pressed closer, the old and weak hiding near the temple let out terrified screams and cries, instinctively gathering towards the temple entrance.
Then, all the civilians crowded at the temple entrance, with nearly a thousand temple priests, guards, and warriors from various clans standing in front of them.
Although their number was considerable, those who could fight were merely the thousand or so in front, facing thousands of cruel and violent bandits, akin to lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
The scream of women, the cries of infants, the sobs of the elderly merged together, like a mournful song before the arrival of doomsday.
