Complete Suppression, Alien Races Retreating Steadily

The Armor-Piercing Awl swept out sideways, stirring a dull rush of wind. Before the blade-wielding soldier could react, his wrist took a heavy blow. His short blade flew from his hand, striking the scorched earth in a spray of sparks. Chen Wuya followed with a kick to his chest, sending him sprawling onto his back. His helmet rolled away, revealing a face veiled by smoke and dust yet unable to hide its foreign features.

"Spy." Chen Wuya's voice was cold as his gaze swept over the guards around him. "Take him away. Find out which unit he slipped in with."

The messengers swiftly closed in and dragged the man away from the drum frame. Chen Wuya did not spare him another glance. He turned, seized the Armor-Piercing Awl, and delivered three heavy blows to the shattered drum frame—BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Each strike landed like an iron hammer, making the ground tremble faintly.

This was the General Assault Order.

On the left flank, Han Tianba let out a furious roar, his Overlord Spear angled toward the front. "Press forward!" Behind him, the spear formation moved as one, shields interlocking as they advanced, the stomp of iron boots merging into a single roar. The foreign troops' flank had already loosened after their chariots lost control. Struck again with such force, their formation immediately began to tilt. A centurion swung his saber and shouted furiously, trying to move troops to fill the breach, but before he could issue the command, Han Tianba had already led his men into the gap. His spear tip knocked aside a shield, followed by a Reverse Flick Step misdeveloped through training. The shaft swept upward from below, shattering an enemy soldier's arm bones and forcibly tearing open a gap.

Once the breach formed, it could no longer be