The Wolf Lord is somewhat weaker than Zhang Longxiang, but Northern Court is slow to send a second support, prepared to take this loss in silence.
The key to victory or defeat still lies with them!
"Enter the Pass! Enter the Pass! Enter the Pass!"
The two Dukes successfully landed on the battlefield, He Ningyuan immediately gave the order, shouting three times in succession.
He had anticipated the intensity of this war; at the level of Martial Saints, it was merely a straightforward standoff, unable to cause much trouble. Northern Court decided to take the loss, how much benefit they could reap ultimately depended on themselves!
The wind blew across the lake, causing ripples; the stagnant battlefield began to move again.
The arrival of the Martial Saints seemed like a brief interlude.
The disrupted chains engaged once more, and the sounds of battle drowned out everything.
