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The dragonmen's movements naturally did not escape Gu Xi's notice.
With Ika, the floating satellite, present, Gu Xi could always see the situation on the battlefield immediately.
Although the movement of eight hundred men was not a major matter, Gu Xi still kept such a deployment in sight.
Watching the direction the dragonmen were advancing in, Gu Xi roughly understood where they wanted to go.
At first, Gu Xi had wanted to stop the dragonmen's actions.
But just as he was preparing to issue the order, Gu Xi hesitated.
Ever since Gu Xi had left the frontier, these dragonmen had not had much use.
If Gu Xi stripped them of the right to fight freely as well, these dragonmen would likely be unable to earn much military merit in the end.
Thinking of why these dragonmen had come here, Gu Xi sighed.
Forget it. Let them fight for it themselves this once.
With that thought, Gu Xi gave the dragonmen one more look before shifting his attention back to the battlefield before him.
By this time, the chaos caused by the sheepskins had spread across the entire battlefield.
The Sheep-head Orcs of the White Sheep Tribe were suffering the consequences of their own actions.
They could not even control the sheepskins they had released.
Before finding suitable hosts, those sheepskins would only cling to the Sheep-head Orcs.
The Sheep-head Orcs already had a layer of sheepskin on them. Adding new sheepskins would only throw their thoughts into confusion.
Then the sheepskins on their bodies would also descend into chaos.
In the end, it would only trigger the disorder and collapse of the entire flock.
At that moment, Gu Xi gave them one final push.
"Yong Dou, use