"Thunder Rolling Formation of the Eighteen Underworld Soldiers—"
The sound waves dispersed the curtain of rain, infiltrating the minds of everyone present.
Xuanjia Army.
As Dasheng's most elite troops.
Adapting formations in the midst of battle was their most basic quality, for there were only fifty thousand Xuanjia soldiers in all of Dasheng, a reserve that took fifty years to amass since the twentieth year of Longqing; each soldier was trained from youth, each general was personally instructed.
Upon hearing the Main General's command.
The message cascaded from the Thousand Captain to the Captain, then to the Hundred Captain, and finally to the Team Armor...
Moreover, with the term "Mainstay," even under the torrential downpour of the night, there was not the slightest disarray, as they completed their formations at breakneck speed, orderly and with strict discipline.
This alone was enough to overshadow more than seventy percent of the other forces in the world.
