Returning to the city wall, Gu Ci slid off Zi Dian's back. His legs gave out, and he nearly dropped to his knees.
Dugu Bo appeared from nowhere and caught him. Without a word, he stuffed a pill that restored Soul Power into his mouth.
"Grandpa Dugu, the Soul Army is very strong." Gu Ci swallowed the pill, his voice hoarse.
Dugu Bo nodded, his gaze settling on the Soul Army below the city as they reorganized their formation. He spoke calmly.
"Three thousand men fought with the momentum of thirty thousand."
Those Soul Tools of yours were not made for nothing.
Gu Ci smiled, leaned against the wall, and closed his eyes.
Under the pill's effects, his Soul Power slowly recovered. Zi Dian lay at his feet, while Night Shadow curled up in the shadows.
Thunder Emperor turned over inside the Soul Spirit Space, as though asking—Is it my turn now?
Gu Ci shook his head inwardly. Not yet.
The Star Luo Empire launched its fifth assault half an hour later.
This time, they changed their tactics. Rather than mounting a frontal assault, they used formations of Soul Masters to wear down their enemies from afar, while infantry and cavalry searched for openings along the flanks.
The Soul Army's Pulse Crossbows took too long to recharge, and they gradually fell into a disadvantage in the war of attrition.
Han Lie made a decisive call. Abandoning the long-range exchange, he led the Soul Army in an active assault.
Three thousand Soul Army soldiers charged into the enemy ranks and engaged the Star Luo Empire's Soul Master formations in close combat.
The sharpness and lightning-induced paralysis of the Level 2 Soul Sword Blades displayed astonishing power in close quarters. Though the Star Luo Empire's Soul Masters were not low-level, they were