"Pass the order, once the formation is broken, attack immediately!"
Not far from the Qin camp, Zhao Yun saw that only the last twelve formations were left outside Tianluan Mountain, and commanded loudly.
He knew that the remaining twelve formations were the innate formations, the core of breaking the formation this time.
However, he firmly believed that Zuo Ci would definitely succeed in breaking the formation.
Boom!
Upon hearing the command.
The many soldiers' spirits trembled, silently gripping their weapons, their internal killing aura bursting forth, soaring to the heavens, with a fiery light flashing in their eyes.
It was a kind of longing!
War!
Means they could gain military merit.
And with military merit, they could obtain cultivation resources, receive promotions, and even bring blessings to their families.
"Worthy of being an innate formation!"
