"Angha!"
"Angwoo!"
The three thousand Zhang's Demons under Zhang Yang faced the dark, oppressive enemy army without fear. They immediately used the terrain of the hill to their advantage. Eight hundred Great Shield Demons formed two layers of shield formations in front, while another layer took shape on both wings.
The great shields were planted in the ground, their bodies slightly inclined. Their movements were standardized and dashing.
After all, they had been designed according to Zhang Yang's aesthetic standards, so their appearance was closer to that of the human race.
Behind the shield formation were five hundred Long Spear Demon Soldiers. These were standard long spears, nearly four meters in length. One end was planted in the ground while the other pointed diagonally toward the sky, resting against the great shields and forming a dense spear formation.
Behind the spear formation were five hundred mutated Long-Tongued Demons. Their long tongues could shoot more than twenty meters at astonishing speed. Combined with the shield and spear formations, their effect was quite impressive.
Next came five hundred Wood Spear Demon Soldiers. These were Zhang Yang's specially favored direct troops, because all their wooden spears were Jade-Transformed Wood Spears, giving them the highest damage.
Finally, five hundred Twin Demon Soldiers and two hundred Greatsword Demon Soldiers were deployed along the two wings.
As for Zhang Yang, he had stayed hidden in the very center from beginning to end. It was not because he was afraid, but because he feared scaring away the enemy's demon-soldier commander. He had suddenly realized that the fellow was very likely a Demon Race Hidden Dragon—not especially powerful, merely at the Transcendent stage.
It probably did not believe there could be any danger this deep within its own side's territory.
In fact, there really would not have been