After thousands of enemies above the Martial Soldier Realm were destroyed, the rest were Martial Disciples who could not move on the water and had become defenseless.
Lin Yun threw down hundreds of millions of gold coins from the sky. They fell into the water like raindrops, taking the lives of at least tens of thousands of soldiers.
And Lin Yun's cultivation also rose steadily, breaking through to the peak of Level Nine Martial Master.
After the baptism of a large number of gold coins and arrows, the Northern Yan soldiers in the water had been killed or wounded.
Only then did the coalition army, which was made up of warriors, set out to kill the enemy.
Martial Disciples had no power to resist when faced with warriors, not to mention in the water. The coalition army sent out to kill them was as easy as killing ants.
All of this happened too quickly. It was too late for the Northern Yan to send reinforcements. They could only watch as the 300,000 soldiers were completely destroyed in front of them.
The coalition army had not officially landed, but they had already destroyed 300,000 Northern Yan soldiers. And the number of casualties of the coalition army did not exceed three digits. This battle had completely broken a new record in the history of war.
It was only at this moment that the soldiers of the coalition army finally understood why Lin Yun had squeezed 550,000 people onto 50 ships. The remaining 15 ships were used to carry scarecrows and not people.
They also finally understood why Lin Yun wanted the coalition army to set out at dusk instead of early morning.
It turned out that the 15 ships carrying scarecrows were just bait to attract the Northern Yan army.
After seeing the coalition army's ships explode, the senior officials of the Northern Yan must have thought that their plan had succeeded, so they sent out troops on the water to clean up the coalition army that had fallen into the water.
As long as the Northern Yan army entered the water, the coalition army in the water would be able to launch a sneak attack on them from the water and counter-attack them.
And they chose to set out at dusk so that they could reach King City before dawn.
The distance between Zhongzhou and King City was 500 miles. If they set out at dusk the first day, they would arrive before dawn the next day.
Lin Yun had observed the sky at night and had long predicted that there would be heavy fog the next morning.
The sky was dark before dawn, and coupled with the heavy fog, the Northern Yan soldiers who were thousands of meters away could not distinguish with the naked eye whether the people standing on the ships were people or scarecrows.
In this way, the scarecrow could fool the eyes of the Northern Yan soldiers and make them think that it was a real person.
All of this was so ingenious that even the Country Guarding Ruler had to admit his inferiority.
After wiping out the drowned Northern Yan Army, the coalition fleet marched majestically toward the port of King City.
Before the Alliance Fleet landed, Lin Yun flew to the port in advance and sprinkled a large number of gold coins below the port.
For a moment, golden light fell from the sky like raindrops, sprinkling on the densely packed Northern Yan Army.
At this time, there were only a few hundred thousand Northern Yan soldiers left in the port. In the face of more than 500,000 soldiers of the allied forces, they had no chance of winning, not to mention that Lin Yun was suppressing them from the air.
Moreover, after suffering a loss just now, the morale of the Northern Yan soldiers had fallen to the bottom, while the morale of the Southern Coalition Army had risen to the peak.
"Kill —!"
When the coalition fleet was less than two hundred meters away from the port, the Country Guarding Ruler gave an order. The archers on the deck of the fleet all drew their bows and arrows and shot toward the land.
Under the suppression of Lin Yun's gold coins, the Northern Yan soldiers had been beaten to the point of fleeing like rats. Now in the face of the coalition's attack, they had no power to resist.
"Retreat, retreat immediately!" Prime Minister Li hurriedly ordered a retreat. He knew that the port could not be defended.
In fact, from the beginning, Prime Minister Li did not expect that with his plan and the small number of troops of Northern Yan, they could repel the coalition. Otherwise, why would they need to assassinate?
He only hoped to use his plan to give the coalition a head-on blow before they landed and ruthlessly crush the spirit of the coalition.
However, he did not expect that his plan not only did not cause a head-on blow to the coalition, but also caused his own troops to suffer a fatal blow.
As the most intelligent minister of Northern Yan, he was completely defeated in this battle. Not only did he lose to the strength of the coalition, but he also lost to the wisdom of Lin Yun.
There were only a few hundred thousand Northern Yan soldiers left. Even if they continued to stay, they would only be courting death. It was better to retreat to King City and fight together with the army sent by the assassins.
Under the fierce attack of the coalition, the remaining tens of thousands of Northern Yan soldiers retreated in a sorry state. When they retreated from the port, there were only tens of thousands of defeated soldiers left.
Without the obstruction of the Northern Yan army, the coalition landed at the port smoothly. Then, they assembled at the port and prepared to launch a general attack on King City.
Ten minutes later, the five hundred thousand coalition troops were assembled and swarmed toward King City of Northern Yan.
A fully armed elite army had already set up a defense system in King City.
This army was different from the Northern Yan army. Not only were their mounts well-equipped, but they also had extremely high combat standards. Even when they saw the overwhelming coalition troops, they still did not change their expressions.
This army was obviously not the local army of Northern Yan. It was an elite army of five hundred thousand sent by the assassins.
Dressed in a black robe and wearing a mask, the mysterious King of Northern Yan stood on the high city wall and looked at the coalition troops with a cold gaze.
Behind him, there were four figures of different heights and different appearances.
They all wore the same cloak and black clothes. Their foreheads were also branded with the totem of the meteor dart and different numbers. They were "10", "9", "8" and "6".
"The army, retreat to defend the city. Your Majesty, please order to open the city gates." Prime Minister Li brought tens of thousands of defeated soldiers and came to the city gates of King City. He hurriedly asked the King of Northern Yan who was on the city wall.
The King of Northern Yan said directly, "The city gates cannot be opened. Otherwise, if the coalition troops enter, King City will be in danger."
Prime Minister Li's face turned pale. "But what about tens of thousands of soldiers?"
"Tens of thousands of defeated soldiers. What's the use of keeping them? What's the point of abandoning them?" The King of Northern Yan's words were full of ruthlessness. It was obvious that he did not care about the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers.
Prime Minister Li leaped up and flew directly to the thirty meters high city wall. He knelt in front of the King of Northern Yan, cupped his fists and pleaded, "That's tens of thousands of lives! Your Majesty, please have mercy! "
At this moment, the coalition troops had already arrived. The coalition troops that were charging at the front were already fighting with the remaining Northern Yan soldiers who were lagging behind.
The King of Northern Yan flicked his sleeves and ordered, "Release the arrows!"
Following the order, a large number of arrows rained down from the city wall. They were as dense as raindrops, killing the coalition troops and the remaining Northern Yan soldiers at the same time. There was no distinction between friend and foe.
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