Iron Mane waved a hand, and three thousand Wolf Demons surged forward like a tide.
The shield formation blocked the first wave of impact.
The Human Race warriors behind the shields were knocked staggering in every direction, but no one retreated. They braced the shields with their bodies, held them steady with their shoulders, and bore the assault with their lives.
The spear formation thrust out from behind the shield formation.
Spears protruded through the gaps between the shields, piercing the Wolf Demons' bodies.
One wolf demon fell, and those behind it trampled over their companion's corpse and continued charging.
Archers fired from the rear, their rain of arrows covering the Wolf Demons' reinforcements.
Human Race bows were not powerful enough to kill Wolf Demons with a single arrow, but they could wound them, cripple them, and disrupt their formation.
Iron Mane realized something was wrong.
These Human Race fighters were not fighting in disorder. They had formations.
When the shields in front fell, those behind immediately filled the gap; when the spears on the left broke, the spears on the right immediately thrust forward.
His forces were charging in, but once they entered, they could not get back out, as though they had fallen into a swamp.
Iron Mane entered the battle himself.
He revealed his true form: a massive black wolf larger than a cow, its mane standing upright like steel needles.
It leaped over the shield formation and landed in the center of the circular formation, crushing the heads of two Human Race warriors in a single bite.
Xuanyuan charged over from the other side of the circular formation and drew the Xuanyuan Sword.
Sword Light shot into the sky, illuminating the entire battlefield.
Golden Sword Qi slashed toward Iron Mane. Iron Mane twisted aside to dodge