Position Five was a hillside.
The fiendish monsters had charged it for half a month, day and night. Several times, they had nearly broken the Human Race's defensive line, but the humans had held it with everything they had.
Their losses had been too heavy.
Now they truly could not hold it any longer.
The Grand Array's control point, inside the position's shelter, had nine meditation cushions. When Xu Yuan and Zhang Pengcheng arrived, all nine cushions were Emptiness.
"Where are the Formation Masters?"
Xu Yuan could not help asking.
A cultivator resting against a nearby wall said:
"We've sent for one. Position Four can spare a Formation Master for us. He'll be here soon."
The two looked over. His armor was battered and broken all over, with several horrifying holes in the chest.
"What do you need us to do?" Zhang Pengcheng asked.
"Until the Formation Master arrives, go out, scout the enemy, draw their attention, and buy us time," the cultivator said.
"Is that what you were doing before?" Zhang Pengcheng asked.
"Yes, but I've exhausted my spiritual power. If you can hold them off while I catch my breath, I'll relieve you," the cultivator said.
"Let's go, Old Zhang," Xu Yuan said.
Zhang Pengcheng swallowed nervously and whispered, "Just the two of us?"
"Isn't that enough? Here, I'll show you how it's done," Xu Yuan said.
He searched himself for a while, but found nothing.
"What do you need?"
The cultivator asked from the side.
"A small formation disc that can amplify and repeat speech. I remember having one, but I can't find it," Xu Yuan said.
"Here." The cultivator took out a small formation disc and tossed it to Xu Yuan. "Go, quickly. If they realize we can't even operate the magic array here, they'll launch