As the Great Gan Imperial Family's reinforcements arrived at Wanze City in an endless stream, like surging tides.
The situation on the battlefield outside Wanze City grew increasingly tense, as though swords were drawn and bows bent.
Dense ranks of soldiers resembled a black flood, blanketing the skies and covering the earth as they surged toward Wanze City.
Earth-shaking battle cries seemed ready to tear the heavens apart.
Even the ground trembled faintly beneath that overwhelming momentum, while the air was thick with a suffocating, murderous chill.
On Wanze Sect's side, under the command of Zhao Yun and Zhao Wushan.
Everyone made full use of the defensive fortifications atop the city walls, as well as the formations Chen Ze had set up, stubbornly resisting the Great Gan Imperial Family's frenzied assaults.
Whenever the Great Gan Imperial Family's army charged, their dense figures came crashing toward the city like raging waves striking a reef.
Yet they were ruthlessly driven back every time by Wanze Sect disciples' rain-like talisman arrows and the formidable power of the formations.
Across the battlefield, arrows flew like locusts, while spells of every color flashed and intertwined.
The sounds of slaughter and furious roars from both sides melded together, forming a brutal yet awe-inspiring picture of war.
Though the Great Gan Imperial Family's army vastly outnumbered them, faced with Wanze Sect's iron-solid defenses, they seemed to have crashed into walls of bronze and iron, unable to break through even an inch.
Yet the Great Gan Imperial Family was not discouraged.
They began changing tactics, employing a war of attrition to steadily increase the pressure on Wanze Sect.
Wave after wave of attacks left Wanze Sect's disciples gradually exhausted.
But within their hearts burned an unwavering conviction, like a flame that continued to support them.
Protect Wanze Sect.