9 o'clock in the morning.
The massive army marched into the Desolate Battlefield, leaving behind footprints on the deep-red land that resembled trails of blood.
They'd learned from the dwarfs that injuries could lead to toxic infections.
The number of living creatures in the army was reduced.
To lessen the chances of casualties.
Fang Hao's body remained outside the battlefield at the fortress. He controlled the Demon Doll, rode the Bone Horse, and advanced with the troops.
After several days of diligent practice,
His ability to control dolls had become increasingly proficient. Even now, he could simultaneously control his own body and the doll without any distractions.
However, controlling both to fight simultaneously was still quite challenging.
What he could do was to control one side finely and slow down on the other.
The troop advanced forward.
About 500 meters into their journey, they encountered something.