Whoosh! Whoosh! Under the shroud of the pale-purple Divine Power Barrier.
The battle formation assembled at the very front of the Dragon Flag Army was seamless. Shields blocked the corpses' claws and bites from the front, while spears thrust through the gaps from behind.
Behind the position were longbows, short crossbows, improved Large Siege Crossbows, and even Large Catapults farther away. Every kind of Cold Weapon imaginable was present.
On the flanks of the position were tens of thousands of cavalrymen riding various mounts. They swept across the battlefield like hurricanes, weaving back and forth through the corpse tide like arrowheads.
If this had been a battle in the age of Cold Weapons, then once the Dragon Flag Army unleashed such a fierce offensive, it should have gained an overwhelming advantage.
Unfortunately, the corpse tide was made up entirely of evolutionists who had completely lost their minds. They had no idea what death was, much less any fear of it.
When one fell, another immediately took its place.
The instant the formation tore open a breakthrough, the surging heads filled it again.
"Damn it, these evolutionists aren't falling for it at all. All they know is to mindlessly charge forward and smash into the formation."
"If the Dragon Flag Army can't hold the tip of the formation, I'm afraid everything will descend into chaos!"
When this thought arose in the minds of most people watching the live broadcast, more and more of the corpse tide also reached the front of the formation and began using their bodies to force the shields backward.
This was the simplest and most mindless way to break a formed battle formation—and also the most difficult.
It often required several times, or even dozens of times, the enemy's casualties to achieve its goal.
Moreover, if there