There was no need to say much about the battle's opening. The key lay in the timing of breaching the tower and seizing the moment of battle.
Ballista carts were the greatest weapons for shooting through ironstone gates. After the elite soldiers formed a defensive formation with Battle Formation Power, they pushed several ballista carts to within less than fifteen zhang of the watchtower without mishap. Once they were in place, the carts fired at the ironstone gate in successive volleys.
At that moment, the leader atop the tower knew how terrifying the enemy's killing weapons were. Once those ballista carts shot through the ironstone gate and the tower gate fell, they would certainly face disaster.
Thus, relying on his deeply cultivated Innate Martial Dao, the man leaped down from the tower, broadsword in hand, and unleashed terrifying saber qi at the ballista carts. His aim was not to kill, but to destroy the weapons used to breach the city.
This did not escape Linghu Rui's calculations. Seeing the burly man act, he drew upon the Qi and Blood Power of three thousand men, activating the killing path of the battle formation and transforming it into an incomparably terrifying White Tiger Dharma Form that lunged at the Howling Wind Hall Innate Master.
In terms of personal martial skill, Linghu Rui was exceedingly valiant, his spear technique peerlessly fierce, opening and closing with great force. He might not necessarily have lost to that man. Yet after receiving the Battle Formation Power of three thousand soldiers and condensing the formation's dharma form—the Western Geng Metal White Tiger—his combat strength soared in a straight line.
The White Tiger Dharma Form seemed solid and tangible, dozens of meters tall and vast as a mountain. With one paw strike, waves of qi surged forth like