Players from the Mage Alliance surged toward the Niu Ren Tribe like a tidal wave, with hundreds of thousands charging forward, as if mountains were collapsing and seas surging. The warriors in front, clad in various types of metal armor, formed a steel torrent sweeping forward.
Shui Se Yan Tou estimated the distance to the players of the Mage Alliance, watching them draw closer until they were about a thousand yards away. He then gave a low command: “Open fire!”
Upon receiving the order, players operating the Frost Iron Catapults sprang into action. With loud thumps, the central levers of the catapults snapped upward, and countless solid iron cannonballs screamed through the air toward the ranks of the Mage Alliance players.
Boom! Boom! Boom! The iron cannonballs rained down, instantly sweeping an area hundreds of yards in radius, exploding into sprays of frost and ice. The ground was quickly covered in a thick layer of frost, sending players and mounts tumbling.
A full volley from the thirty-seven Frost Iron Catapults devastated the battlefield. Of the more than two thousand warriors charging forward, over eighty percent were wiped out in an instant, leaving only a few lucky survivors. The terrifying power was enough to chill anyone to the bone.
The remaining warriors from the Mage Alliance looked at each other in shock. Moments ago, they had been surrounded by teammates, but now the area was empty, littered only with corpses.
Should they keep charging, or retreat?
The Frost Iron Catapults continued their relentless bombardment. As soon as more attackers surged forward, they were swept away. The seven or eight thousand troops who had charged out from Edgeton Fortress suffered over thirty thousand casualties in a short time. The Mage Alliance players screamed in terror under the bombardment of the Frost Iron Catapults.
Witnessing the scene, players from the Niu Ren Tribe were filled with high morale. With the Frost Iron Catapults as their backing, what was there to fear? After a few volleys, only one out of every ten enemies remained, and they could simply mop up the remnants.
“Move five Frost Iron Catapults westward to support the Holy Roman Empire!” Cui Can Dao Guang commanded. In every direction, the battlefield had become chaotic. The front lines of both sides had engaged, and the war had fully erupted, covering the hills and fields with countless combatants.
Five Frost Iron Catapults slowly rolled into motion, heading toward the western battlefield.
Cui Can Dao Guang swiftly coordinated the entire battlefield, distributing the Frost Iron Catapults to various fronts to continue their massacre.
From the very start of the battle, casualties on both sides rapidly escalated. The Niu Ren Tribe had already suffered over six thousand losses from all its allied guilds combined, while the Mage Alliance had suffered an even more tragic loss of over forty-five thousand.
In such large-scale warfare, war machines like the Frost Iron Catapults proved especially devastating. The six Ballistic Catapults, no longer targeting walls, adjusted their angles to strike wherever the enemy gathered. With their long range, they had plenty of targets.
Enormous rocks plummeted from the heavens, crushing everything in their path across the battlefield. Countless players from the Mage Alliance were pulverized instantly, their remains leaving gaping craters in the earth—as though the land had been torn apart by some colossal plow.
What did it mean to be brutally crushed? When the players of the Mage Alliance were exposed to the bombardment of the catapults, even the strongest defenses and highest health were fragile and easily shattered.
On the western flank of the battlefield, the Holy Roman Empire was being pushed hard by the forces of the Holy Guardians. The Holy Guardians had a larger number of elite troops, forcing the Holy Roman Empire’s front line to retreat. Magical spells flew across the sky.
One by one, players from the Holy Roman Empire were blasted backward.
“Chief, we can’t hold anymore!” Several players from the Holy Roman Empire anxiously turned their eyes toward Ban Xing De Hu Li, the leader clad in black armor at the center.
“Chief, you retreat first with your people. We’ll hold the line.”
“In a moment, the Holy Guardians will break through!”
Ban Xing De Hu Li spat on the ground. “You have to hold, no matter what. So many allied guilds have already crushed their enemies. We can’t be the only ones to shame the alliance. Damn it, all players with area-of-effect magic, unleash it!”
“But it might hit our own front-line warriors!”
“Use area-of-effect magic! No arguing. For every brother killed by our own magic, I, Ban Xing De Hu Li, will compensate them double. All warriors, charge forward and protect the mages!” Ban Xing De Hu Li shouted in the guild chat.
“Chief, why bother explaining? Just say the word, and we’ll give it our all!” The warriors in the guild chat responded.
Charge! Charge!
The front-line warriors of the Holy Roman Empire launched a counter-charge against the Holy Guardians, rushing headlong into their formation without any support, engaging in a desperate fight. One by one, warriors of the Holy Roman Empire fell along the way.
The fierce counter-charge caught the Holy Guardians off guard, slowing their advance slightly.
“Damn it, these guys don’t care about dying!”
Magical elements in the sky began to fluctuate violently.
“Sh*t, area-of-effect magic! Everyone retreat!”
“What are the Holy Roman Empire players doing? Don’t they care about hitting their own people?”
The players of the Holy Roman Empire ignored the area-of-effect spells, continuing to engage the Holy Guardians in close combat.
Wave after wave of area-of-effect magic rained down—frost, lightning, and fire exploded in succession. In the center of the chaos, players from both sides were swept away. Anyone caught in the blasts was doomed.
This was a mutual annihilation tactic!
The ferocity of the Holy Roman Empire stunned the Holy Guardians. To the Holy Guardians, the Holy Roman Empire was just a small guild. The Holy Roman Empire controlled five fortresses with a total of 160,000 players, while the Holy Guardians controlled thirty fortresses with a total of 670,000 players. The disparity was immense. Moreover, the forces sent to Moonlight City by the Holy Guardians were handpicked elites, far superior in strength to the Holy Roman Empire. Yet the battle had resulted in nearly equal casualties.
Some of the Holy Guardians’ leadership noticed a lack of the same fearless resolve in their forces—a willingness to die together with the enemy.
The Holy Guardians were pushed back again. Once the area-of-effect magic ceased, the warriors of the Holy Roman Empire charged forward once more, killing their way ahead. The Holy Guardians began to show signs of fear.
Just then, someone shouted, “The catapults are coming! Brothers of the Holy Roman Empire, charge!”
Five massive Frost Iron Catapults appeared in the rear, and soon after, more than twenty black iron cannonballs flew through the sky, crashing into the ranks of the Holy Guardians. Boom! Boom! Boom! The Holy Guardians fell like harvested wheat.
The intense bombardment completely shattered the Holy Guardians’ front line. The remaining forces scattered like loose sand. The Frost Iron Catapults advanced steadily from the rear, continuing their bombardment. The players of the Holy Roman Empire surged forward with high morale, attacking fiercely.
The Holy Guardians began a full-scale retreat. Some of their smaller units attempted to charge from various directions to destroy the Frost Iron Catapults of the Niu Ren Tribe, but the Holy Roman Empire players held their ground fiercely, resulting in a stalemate. The sustained bombardment from the Frost Iron Catapults caused the Holy Guardians’ casualties to skyrocket.
Orders from above were clear: no retreat. They had no choice but to fight on. If they retreated, Edgeton Fortress would fall, and the defeat of the Mage Alliance would be irreversible. With the fall of the lips, the teeth would feel the cold—Holy Guardians would not be spared.
However, the Frost Iron Catapults were too powerful. For every player of the Niu Ren Tribe that the Mage Alliance and Holy Guardians managed to kill, they suffered losses five to six times greater. If the battle continued in this manner, the tide would turn decisively against them.
Kuang Fa’s heart was filled with anxiety. He was desperately trying to contact Cao Xu, his only remaining source of support.
But Cao Xu had not responded for a long time.
Kuang Fa still clung to the hope that Century Capital would not easily abandon them.
On the main battlefield of the Niu Ren Tribe, after several volleys from the Frost Iron Catapults, the Mage Alliance was already in ruins.
The Frost Iron Catapults ceased their bombardment and moved to support other fronts.
“It’s our turn to shine. Let’s storm Edgeton Fortress!” Sha Bu Si De Huai Zi was already eager to go, turning to Shui Se Yan Tou in the distance for approval.
Shui Se Yan Tou nodded with a smile.
“Brothers, charge!”
A thunderous war cry erupted from the Niu Ren Tribe. Elite players from the tribe led the charge, followed closely by the rest of the players like a sharp dagger piercing into the heart of the Mage Alliance.
Hei Bai, Wu Feng, and others charged at the forefront, swinging their great swords and charging wildly, cutting down enemies with unstoppable force. Mage Alliance players were hacked and sent flying.
“Brats of the Mage Alliance, taste my latest magic!” Sha Bu Si De Huai Zi shouted, activating a magical state and charging toward the enemy ranks.
“Take down that mage!”
“Damn it, even a mage dares to charge!”
Seeing Sha Bu Si De Huai Zi approach, Mage Alliance players cursed and five or six rushed toward him.
As they approached within thirty yards of him, they immediately felt a wave of scorching heat. Red flames appeared in the sky.
What was happening?
Before they could understand, fireballs rained down like a storm, striking them wherever they ran. Like guided missiles, the fireballs followed them. Though individually weak, the fireballs were extremely dense. Usually, being hit by five or six fireballs was enough to kill even a tank-class warrior.
These warriors were quickly blown off their feet. Sha Bu Si De Huai Zi charged into the ranks of the Mage Alliance players. Wherever he went, screams echoed and bodies fell. Dense fireballs rained down, turning the ground into scorched earth.
The more enemies there were, the more devastating this magic became.
Several players who attempted to attack Sha Bu Si De Huai Zi were blasted away by his spells.
Players like Xia Chong Yu Bing unleashed small area-of-effect spells, clearing nearby enemies. Their spells were precisely controlled, never harming their own allies.
Among the spellcasters, the strongest were Tang Yao and Xie Yao. Few players could withstand a single strike from them. Some so-called elite mages from the Mage Alliance charged forward, only to be felled by a single spell from either of these two. This was the gap in strength!
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