"Formation, advance!" Isaac smiled and waved his hand.
Behind him, a 100,000 soldiers in purple-blue uniforms quickly shifted into an attacking wedge formation, spreading out to both sides.
Inside the final camp of the Black Tiger Legion, a group of doctors were preparing medicine for soldiers suffering from severe diarrhea, while some soldiers sat on the ground with expressions of agony on their faces.
"They're here! The enemy is coming!"
A terrified roar erupted from the group of watchful soldiers, and immediately, the soldiers to the north all turned their heads to look.
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