The entire force is surrounded, the number of enemy troops is unclear, and the encirclement has eighteen layers in total.
Eighteen layers of encirclement— even a bird couldn't fly through.
The siege is watertight; truly terrifying.
On such a battlefield, breaking through is impossible—it's a desperate situation.
The enemy army continues its assault, slowly consuming its prey piece by piece.
Soldiers fall in battle constantly.
A few commanders of Dou Rate Palace, witnessing this, realize there is no turning the tide and prepare to fight to the death.
Proud God and others also hear of the encirclement, rush over, and see the situation through the light screen; watching the soldiers fall one by one feels like their hearts are pierced by knives. The Emperor Mountain's troops have suffered devastating losses; half of their force is gone, with fewer than one hundred thousand left, clearly showing how many have died in battle.
