Yun City's attacks on the five strongholds were gradually drawing to a close. Even the stronghold that had put up the fiercest resistance was beginning to falter under the sustained, ferocious assault. Its defenses kept collapsing, and its fighting spirit was steadily crumbling.
Without help from the Bizarre Tree's root network, these proxies and tree spirits alone clearly lacked the strength to stand against humanity's vast force of elite troops.
No matter how you looked at it, the gap in numbers was hard to make up, let alone their flagging morale.
The Bizarre Tree's faction had none of the advantages of time, place, or people.
As a result, things in Yun City were looking extremely promising. The territory of several strongholds previously occupied by the Bizarre Tree was steadily being reclaimed by the Human Faction.
The Human Faction advanced all the way, driving the Bizarre Tree's forces out of the territory they controlled.
The proxies and tree spirits who had stubbornly resisted finally lost all hope. One after another, they retreated in defeat, withdrawing from the areas under Yun City's control.
In just three days, Yun City had pushed the human-controlled territory all the way to the border of Sunny Era Yun City—and even advanced another twenty or thirty kilometers beyond it.
After this battle, everyone in Yun City could finally hold their heads high.
Even Ou Lin and Wu Yongda, who usually kept their heads down, puffed out their chests and lifted their chins. They strutted about like proud little roosters, as though they had contributed the most to the victory.
Of course, no matter how they acted, everyone knew the truth. The greatest credit for this overwhelming victory belonged to the reinforcements.
Without the reinforcements capturing the Yangcun Town Stronghold and inflicting heavy damage on the Bizarre Tree's