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At dawn, the traces of the beasts slowly transformed from a steady stream to a small bear, arriving once every hour as the sun set. Yan Xiaobao realized this small group of beasts might alert the Tibet Army, but at the moment, he had no idea where Wan was. The bird responsible for telling him the enemy army's whereabouts, numbers, and layout was nowhere to be found. Knowing this army was preparing to greet them, it was clear they would seek to control the flow of the battle. Likely, it would be fought on a massive plain. The vast plains would be the ideal spot, surpassing the Beast Army. With enough space, the beasts could attack the humans as much as possible; this would be their only chance of victory.
Sighing, Yan Xiaobao looked around. He gazed at the dense forest filled with ordered experts. As he waited and allowed time to pass, he sat on a tree stump, resting his head in his hands.
