As soon as the Blood Hell Marshal sent out 8,000 troops to participate in the battle, the Pine Crane clan members in the grotto-heaven felt the pressure increase exponentially.
The five-colored light wall at the entrance of the grotto-heaven also trembled violently and emitted crisp cracking sounds. Cracks were about to appear.
It was very difficult for the 1,000 disciples to hold on. Even if they resisted with all their might, the army would probably enter the grotto-heaven within a few hours.
Therefore, Patriarch Pine Crane gave the order to send another 1,000 disciples and 10 deacons to resist the army's attack.
With the addition of 1,000 Pine Crane clan members, the pressure on everyone was greatly reduced and they felt much more relaxed.
Both sides entered a stalemate again. A few elders and 10 deacons continued to control the defensive formation to slaughter the army outside.
Ji Tianxing, Patriarch Pine Crane, and the other four patriarchs were watching from the sidelines and waiting quietly.
Everyone knew that the battle had just begun.
The Blood Hell Marshal's side hadn't used all their strength and was still cautiously probing.
If the Pine Crane clan used all their strength now, it would definitely arouse the suspicion of the other party.
Once the Blood Hell Marshal became suspicious, it was very likely that he would pause the attack and delay for a few more days.
The longer this battle dragged on, the greater the impact on Ji Tianxing's plan.
At the very least, it would be very difficult for the army of 18,000 to all step into the trap. It would be an extravagant hope to catch all of them in one fell swoop and not leak any information.
This battle wasn't something that could end just by fighting with all their might.
The tactical response was actually Ji Tianxing trying to figure out the Blood Hell Marshal's mentality.
As long as he could grasp the Blood Hell Marshal's mentality and guess the Blood Hell Marshal's thoughts and countermeasures, he would be able to defeat the other party.
...
Unknowingly, a day had passed.
The 8,000 soldiers under the Blood Hell Marshal and the 4,000 soldiers who were treated as' cannon fodder 'had been attacking for a day. It could be said that they were exhausted and suffered heavy casualties.
The 4,000 soldiers had naturally become cannon fodder. 80% of them had been sacrificed, and the remaining 20% had been seriously injured and had retreated to a distance to recuperate.
At least for a few months, they would have no combat strength and would not be able to participate in the battle.
Therefore, the Blood Hell Marshal gave them the order to treat their injuries within two days and return to their respective areas.
After the battle was over, the Blood Prison Marshal would reward them according to their merits.
The 800 soldiers who were lucky enough to survive believed that the Blood Prison Marshal wouldn't lie to them and felt slightly comforted.
However, no one knew if the Blood Prison Marshal would still have the opportunity to reward these soldiers after the war.
In addition, of the eight thousand soldiers who joined the battle in the second batch, more than a thousand were killed and more than two thousand were injured.
The more heavily injured soldiers had all left the battlefield to recuperate. The Blood Prison Marshal could only send two more Divine Generals to lead four thousand soldiers into battle.
As a result, the number of people participating in the battle remained at around 9,000.
There were still 6,000 soldiers who had yet to join the battle. They were resting and waiting for orders within the divine warships.
Since the Blood Hell Marshal had already invested so many troops, he believed that the Pine Crane Clan could no longer resist.
The facts were indeed so. The first two batches of disciples dispatched by the Pine Crane Clan were indeed weak, and it was difficult for them to continue.
Left with no choice, Patriarch Song He could only send another thousand men as reinforcements.
A total of three thousand people worked together to cast spells to increase the strength of the defensive formation. Only then could they barely resist the enemy's strong attack and not collapse immediately.
If it weren't for the two thousand captives that Ji Tianxing had taken in, the Pine Crane Clan would only have a few hundred disciples left after sending out three thousand people to participate in the battle. They were practically at the end of their rope.
At this moment, the two thousand captives and three thousand Pine Crane disciples made a total of six thousand people.
Even if three thousand people joined the battle, there would still be three thousand people left in the trap formation to wait for orders.
Patriarch Song He believed that this was something that the enemy wouldn't expect.
Late at night.
The offensive and defensive battle between the two sides was still playing out.
Patriarch Song He headed to the center of the formation to ask Ji Tianxing if they were still going according to the plan and if there were any changes that needed to be made.
Ji Tianxing ended his cultivation and replied with a calm expression, "We are still going according to the plan. Currently, the enemy has already lost more than six thousand soldiers, but there are still nearly ten thousand people participating in the battle.
They have already used seventy to eighty percent of their strength, so they will guess that we have also used the same amount of troops. Their wariness will also be greatly reduced.
From tomorrow onwards, let the disciples hold back a little and don't use their full strength.
In this way, the formation at the entrance of the grotto-heaven will constantly be broken and repaired, broken and repaired again.
When the time comes, the speed of repairing the formation will slow down and the formation will become riddled with holes until it is completely broken.
This process will take one more day. When they finally break through the entrance of the grotto-heaven in the early morning of the third day, their wariness will be reduced by seventy to eighty percent and they will rush in.
At that time, the real decisive battle will begin, and their nightmare will begin. "
Patriarch Song He didn't doubt Ji Tianxing's analysis at all. He nodded expectantly and said, "This subordinate understands!"
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As expected.
From the morning of the second day onwards, the Pine Crane Clan's strength had clearly weakened and they lacked the strength to continue fighting.
The power of the defensive formation had clearly weakened, and the multicolored light wall had also become dim. The divine power was no longer abundant.
Of the more than nine thousand soldiers attacking the entrance of the grotto-heaven with all their strength, several hundred were injured or killed. Only nine thousand people were still fighting.
However, they saw the hope of breaking through the Ancient Pine grotto-heaven. They were all in high spirits and launched an all-out attack.
Cracks constantly appeared on the multicolored light wall, which was then repaired by the Pine Crane Clan. However, it didn't take long for more cracks to appear.
As time passed, more and more cracks appeared, and the speed of the Pine Crane Clan's repair became slower and slower.
The soldiers under the command of the Blood Hell Marshal couldn't see the situation in the grotto-heaven, nor could they see the expressions of the Pine Crane disciples.
However, they guessed that the Pine Crane disciples must be very angry, sullen, and flustered.
However, the truth was exactly the opposite.
The three thousand Pine Crane disciples and captives who had participated in the battle had long been replaced. They were circulating their martial arts to regulate their breathing and restore their divine power.
The three thousand disciples and captives who had been resting in the trap formation entered the battle and controlled the defensive formation unhurriedly.
The situation was developing step by step according to Ji Tianxing's speculation.
A day passed.
By the time it was late at night, the formation at the entrance of the Ancient Pine grotto-heaven was already full of scars and holes.
The multicolored light wall was full of gaps and cracks. The speed of repair was far from keeping up with the speed of destruction.
Everyone knew that the grotto-heaven's entrance was about to be broken, and the true decisive battle was about to arrive.
Many generals and God Kings arrived before the Blood Prison Marshal. They were excited as they rubbed their fists and asked to fight.
"Marshal, the grotto-heaven's entrance is about to be breached!"
"We will be able to enter the Ancient Pine grotto-heaven in four hours at the latest! Marshal, please allow this general to take the lead! "
"The soldiers who participated in breaking the formation have worked hard and contributed greatly. They have used up too much energy. Let them bring up the rear and take the opportunity to rest.
This general has led two thousand elite soldiers to rest in the divine warship. Please allow us to be the vanguard! "
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