"However high the Demon-Slaying Army's battle intent soars like a rainbow, however powerful its generals are individually, it still can't make up for a gap of seven or eight hundred thousand troops!"
Seeing Xu Taiping lead the Demon-Slaying Army straight at the two million Nine Abysses demonic troops defending the city, Zhao Cangwu's heart tightened, and he sent Huo Xuan a voice transmission.
Huo Xuan had already stabilized the situation, so he immediately sent Xu Taiping a voice transmission:
"Commander-in-Chief Taiping, don't charge them head-on. Join up with the White Tiger Army first!"
Although the White Tiger Army under Bai Lu had also held back the mountain-toppling, sea-overturning onslaught of the demonic army before them, it was clear that they probably could not last long against such an assault.
Thus, having the White Tiger Army, which was closest, join forces with the Demon-Slaying Army was the best choice.
Yet Xu Taiping seemed not to have heard at all. Still gripping the battle banner, he and a dozen or so generals continued leading the nine hundred thousand soldiers of the Demon-Slaying Army in a charge toward those two million demonic troops.
Boom...!
Amid the thunderous crash, the two armies' battle intent collided heavily first.
The phantom image of a fierce beast from primordial antiquity, formed from the battle intent of two million demonic troops, began a brutal fight with the divine generals' phantom image formed from the battle intent of the nine hundred thousand soldiers of the Demon-Slaying Army.
If even their battle intent fought like this, there was no need to speak of the generals and soldiers below.
Huo Xuan immediately sighed:
"Just as expected!"
But the words had barely left his mouth when dragon qi suddenly surged above Xu Taiping's Demon-Slaying Army formation in the distance.
Amid deafening dragon