In the Wolf Den Dungeon, the hunters' shouts of excitement mixed with the wolves' cries of pain.
A distance in the back, Jack was supervising. This was a fancy word to say he was doing Jack shit: aka motivating the troops.
"Keep going! Make sure that no one suffers any injury! Rotate, one after the other! Stay in formation and call out when you're wounded!" He shouted over and over.
He had shown them the basics of group battle while marching and was making sure that they stuck to the plan. Luckily, the wolves were no Zhuge Liang and even the inexperienced villagers were able to show decent prowess at the moment.
Then from time to time, he would personally make a move. He would dash lightning-fast and execute a peerless strike that would have the heavens themselves sing its praise.