Marshal Stone and Marshal Grey marched out with the army despite their wounds. Neither dared defy the military order.
"Marshal Stone's Aurelian Deathless Body nascence had suffered severe damage. His fighting strength had fallen to only 30 percent of its peak. Even so, he still gripped his divine arms and charged at the very front, using his presence to shake the enemy line.
Marshal Grey's fly-whisk had snapped, and his command over the formation had been cut down by a wide margin. Yet his mind remained clear. He took charge of dispatching the whole army, arranging the march and battle formations, breaking enemy formations, storming hard points, and holding the entire battlefield under control."
Three thousand elite vanguard riders launched a frontal assault on the Shrouded Wood, tearing into the outer line of defense.
Two thousand cultivators of the left wing quietly circled through the northern woods, moving around for a flank attack to cut off the path of retreat. Two thousand cultivators of the right wing rushed at full speed toward the southern pass, locking it down against escape and tightening the encirclement.
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