As the sun climbed higher, the battle stood on the brink of eruption. The two armies faced one another across a vast plain, where howling winds whipped up clouds of dust so dense that soldiers could barely keep their eyes open.
"Charge!" Chiyou roared, leading the soldiers of the Jiuli Tribe forward like a surging tide. Their rhythmic thudding shook the earth, as if a pack of ferocious beasts had been unleashed from the depths of hell.
On the side of the Human Race, Xuanyuan stood at the vanguard, his sword drawn. "My people!" he shouted, his voice ringing with firm resolve, inspiring every soldier. "For our home, for our loved ones—today, we shall prevail!"
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