Lu Yuan's tactics were simple and brutal.
To put it plainly, he was relying on sheer strength to bulldoze through everything.
Any army would try its best to avoid being caught in a pincer attack. Even in the Myriad Heavens, even in this transcendent world where Battle Arrays existed, that remained unchanged. It was a truth of warfare.
Of course, more precisely, it was one of the truths.
After all, for an army or legion trapped in such a predicament, being attacked from within and without was practically the same as being attacked from both front and rear. Though if they were strong enough, being attacked from both sides would not matter much. And if they could forcefully tear open a path through fierce charges, then it could no longer be called a pincer attack.
Two sheep surrounding a wolf.
That was not an encirclement. That was suicide.
But two wolves surrounding a tiger.
Being attacked from both front and rear became an extremely fatal Shortcoming.
Though judging by their normal physiques, let alone two wolves surrounding a tiger, even four wolves would be useless. As a large feline, a tiger was a naturally perfect hunter in every respect. It only needed to expose an opening and be willing to trade injury for life; four wolves before a tiger would be no more than a few swipes of its paw. Only a pack of wolves, and one with an alpha wolf, could be confident of killing a tiger without losing all several dozen wolves.
But no matter what, this made one thing clear.
When the gap between both sides was not especially vast,
a pincer attack could indeed help the weaker side turn defeat into victory.
And once the pincer formation took shape,
the odds of victory and defeat became