290 290. Brother

Everything became messier.

The battles began to spread through the entirety of the two armies.

They were slowly crashing on each other, the front line had fallen as soon as the red cultivators joined the war.

Cultivators in the liquid stage weren't much of a threat for those in the solid one but they could still overwhelm them with their numbers.

The first clash had left the Empire outnumbered after all, even with the help of those in the solid stage, its army was still forced on the defensive.

Yet, the casualties had stopped increasing so rapidly.

The red cultivators had become the main power in each battle while the blue ones were just providing support, the difference in strength between the two sides wasn't that overwhelming.

Noah could run freely on the battlefield in that situation.

The soldiers were engaged in their personal or group battles, their focus was on the opponents in front of them, they couldn't be distracted for even a second.