The wind abruptly stopped, which instantly clarified the sound of the fierce fighting on the battlefield. After the thick dust in the air settled slightly, the bloody scene became as vivid as if it was taking place right before their eyes.
At this moment, the opposing side, Luoluo, had just sent troops into battle for the second time. Scouts were coming back from various positions, and they all reported wildly different numbers, ranging from 10,000 to 30,000.
Dugu Xian twisted his head around and asked, "You got this, right?"
After nodding emphatically, Gu Shenwei took a spear from a nearby guard's hand and stamped it, upright, into the ground.
Long Fanyun was personally carrying the Red Crow Flag himself. As he walked across the front row of the troops, the Dragon Army soldiers also stamped their spears into the ground upright like how the Dragon King had just one, their eyes all fixed on that big flag with the symbol of a red bird on a black background.