Chapter 215 [The First Battle] (6300)
The sound of horns echoed across the snowfield and Snow Cliff Pass, it was hard to tell just how many horns were sounding together!
Row after row of the Fierce Beast Race were driven out of the camp, forming ranks on the snowfield. The sounds of whips and shouts mingled with angry roars.
More and more of the Fierce Beast Race were driven over, standing row by row, making the ranks increasingly thick.
Amid the cold air, each member of the Fierce Beast Race exhaled white mist from their mouths and noses. These filthy Fierce Beast Race members were dressed in tattered clothes, wielding a motley assortment of weapons. The most common were crude spears and stone axes, and occasionally, someone would be holding a long knife, marking them as elite.
