Sitting on that golden throne, Zong Shou was carefully looking at the situation below. Four hours passed and he hadn't shifted his eyes away.
One could feel that the current strength of their attacks was numerous percentage points higher than before.
They stopped avoiding places where dead bodies piled up high and instead used life after life to push through.
Some stone castles which were predicted to at least last for a night were forced to be abandoned in just a short amount of time.
The entire formation seemed like it was being hit by a hammer, forced back to retreat to the foot of the mountain until they had no more path to go back to.
The only place that was calm were the plains to the left.
The 300,000 troops with the Blood Cloud Cavalry at the helm weren't thrown into the battlefield from start to now.