Left and right hooks, a pincer offensive-a very simple tactic.
Yet, as the ancient saying went, the greatest sound had no voice, and the greatest image had no form.
The simpler a tactic was, the harder it often proved to master.
The tactic sounded straightforward-one flank mounted the main assault while the other supported it and defended, forming an invisible pair of pincers intended to trap the enemy in a hopeless position.
Its core lay in whether the frontal defense could stand as unbreakable as solid rock against the enemy's ferocious assault, and whether the flanking forces could circle around effectively, launch precise surprise attacks, and deliver a fatal blow.
On the left, the narrow terrain restricted the deployment of large forces but gave a handful of elite soul masters room to shine.
After Zhang Feng pinned down the enemy soul emperor commander, Chen Mu, a prodigy capable of fighting above his rank, seized the opportunity to charge left and right, unleashing his attacks to their fullest.
Leading the power attack system soul masters on the left, Chen Mu stormed forward, carrying on what Zhang Feng had left unfinished.
On the right, an entirely different scene unfolded.
First they established their defense. Then, under cover of Dugu Fu's erupting poison formation, the Agility Attack Group soul masters who had previously withdrawn to rest-the true reserve main force-swept through the Wolf Bandits like an autumn wind scouring away fallen leaves, mercilessly reaping lives with the speed of thunder that left no time to cover one's ears.
Thus, half an hour earlier.
As the ranged soul master squad swiftly redirected its attacks, the once-stable frontal battle line teetered on the brink, enduring attacks of unprecedented intensity from the Wolf Bandits.
Their attacks were both savage and cunning.
The Astana clan's spears,