In the command center of the Native Alliance Army, the atmosphere shifted from excitement to heaviness and anger.
"The flank has fallen! Heavy losses!"
"Damn it! Who is that guy?!"
"Unable to pinpoint his location!"
The Knight Commander looked at the scorched area on the map that had been "plowed" through by that figure, his face ashen.
Their proud ambush plan had been completely disrupted by an unexpected variable.
The presence of that Wizard was like a sharp thorn viciously piercing their vast net.
"Mobilize forces! At all costs, besiege him!" he ordered harshly.
Large numbers of indigenous troops began to divert from the valley-surrounding formation, moving to encircle the area where Jeming was located.
They planned to use a numerical advantage, with a tighter encirclement, to force the Wizard to reveal a flaw.
Elite squads, equipped with special magic items and totems, were dispatched in all directions, attempting to anticipate and intercept Jeming's movements.
