Left hooks and right hooks, a pincer offensive—it was a very simple tactic.
However, as the old saying went, Great Sound is Silent, Great Form is Formless.
The simpler a tactic was, the harder it often was to master.
This tactic sounded simple and straightforward—a main attack on one side, a supporting attack and defense on the other, forming an invisible pair of pincers meant to trap the opponent in a hopeless situation.
Its core lay in whether the frontal defensive line could stand as immovable as a boulder and withstand the enemy's ferocious assault; at the same time, whether the flanking maneuvers on both wings could take effect, launching precise surprise attacks and delivering a fatal blow to the enemy.
On the left, the terrain was narrow, limiting the deployment of large-scale forces, yet giving a small number of elite Soul Masters room to shine.
After Zhang Feng had tied down the enemy Soul Emperor commander, Chen Mu, that genius capable of Battle Above One's Level, used the opportunity to charge left and right, bringing his attacks to their fullest.
Chen Mu led the Power Attack Type Soul Masters on the left in a wild advance, taking over the task Zhang Feng had yet to complete.
The right side was a different scene entirely.
They first anchored themselves in defense, then, under the cover of Du Gu Fu's erupting poison array, the Agility Attack Group Soul Masters who had previously been withdrawn to rest—the true reserve main force—swept through the Wolf Bandits like an autumn wind scattering fallen leaves, harvesting them mercilessly with lightning speed.
So, half an hour earlier.
As the Ranged Soul Master group swiftly adjusted the direction of their attacks, the originally stable frontal battle line instantly became precarious, bearing an unprecedented high-intensity assault from