Tens of thousands of heavy artillery roared,
and after three volleys of fire, the Third-order Ghost Array was blasted open, followed by a surge of grenades that bombarded round after round, turning the countless evil spirit zombies that served as the foundation of the array into pieces.
The big array collapsed with a crash, leaving only a few harmless zombies wandering through the desert.
"Without the foundation-building troops, the Xuanwu Substitute Daoist is nothing special."
Jin Lingfeng sneered coldly.
The Iron Tide army pushed forward relentlessly, brushing aside foundation-building monsters and concealed assassins trying in vain to stop them with ease.
At most, causing a few hundred casualties before being quickly annihilated by concentrated fire.
Such losses, for an army of over 400,000, are like a drop in the ocean, utterly insignificant.
"What is this...?"
