The Beast's Join

Even one extra man killed was one less foe for them to fight after all. So the rapid activation of traps was not a loss. Optimally, they would have activated them in sequences and according to the best situation so that a better effect was obtained.

But that was clearly not an option now.

"DAMN THE SOUTHERNER PIGS!" The Dao Treading realm elder shouted in rage.

The commanders looked on in anger as well, trying to figure out the next course of action. 

Around twenty percent of their soldiers had been killed just now. This was a massive number as many armies's stopped fighting once the number of soldiers on one end fell to less than seventy percent.

Of course, this was usually the thing for mortal armies and not for cultivators, but it was still a large enough number to make a massive difference in the final outcome. After all, the northern tribes were effectively going against a population many times higher than theirs.