All ten of the soldiers that Yang Rui had sent out had reached Ninth Grade. This was the result of Yang Rui's special care for these special forces during the origin tide.
Once a soldier reached Seventh Grade, they would have relatively strong melee combat abilities, regardless of their type. As such, cavalry like the Windsurge Light Cavalry, Wuhuan Light Cavalry, and Xianbei Light Cavalry could be converted into infantry without any problems. Moreover, they would be able to crush any enemy above Third Grade.
This was the reason why Yu Jin was able to lead his cavalry on a thousand-kilometer assault on a city. It was all because the combat ability of the soldiers had already surpassed the limits of their type.
Even the silver-coated crossbowmen were equipped with daggers of Seventh Grade and above that were extremely sharp. This was even more so for Ninth Grade Silver-Coated crossbowmen if they didn't use their crossbows and only fought with their enemies as foot soldiers.
The order to dismount earlier had come from Cheng Yu's mouth. With the crossbows in hand, Cheng Yu naturally wouldn't let them use their daggers in melee combat.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
“.....”
The attacks of the Ninth Grade Silver-Coated crossbowmen seemed to have returned to their natural state. There wasn't much of a sound as the arrows pierced through the air. Instead, they were as fine as a drizzle of rain.
However, these seemingly ordinary crossbow bolts were infused with internal energy. Their lethality was many times greater than when they were at Fifth and Sixth Grade.
Pu! Pu! Pu!
“.....”
There wasn't much of a sound as the arrows pierced through the air. Even the lethality of the arrows didn't seem to be that great. Instead, the enemies fell to the ground in droves. It was no longer the same as before. Instead, it was the same as when the wind blew across the wheat field.
As a result, these silver-coated crossbowmen, who were originally good at long range but good at close combat, were the first to finish off their opponents in a head-on battle. In fact, Cheng Yu and his special troops didn't even give their opponents a chance to swing their weapons.
Within a short period of time, the second fastest to finish off their opponents were the agile Butterfly Swordsmen and Scout Warriors, followed by the Gale Light Cavalry, and finally the heavy infantry like the Formation Breaker and Reborn Warriors.
On the other hand, the division of the Alliance's troops ended up in a similar situation. Almost all of them were wiped out. They didn't even have a chance to escape, unless they were extremely lucky and used the mountain's terrain to roll down the cliff.
On the other hand, the Alliance troops that were responsible for the ambush could not be said to have achieved nothing. In the end, the damage that they caused to Yang Rui's troops was extremely limited. It was already very lucky for them to be able to cause some light injuries.
The same was true for Wako Uesugi's independent army. Wako Uesugi had asked Yang Rui to bring them into an alternate dimension to improve themselves. The highest grade among them had all reached Ninth Grade.
The Alliance side was shocked. Nizo Haruhisa was completely shocked. Just a single division of troops to stop the enemy had caused their side to lose close to half of their troops. It was incomparably nimble, without the slightest bit of sloppiness.
Most importantly, their side had sacrificed so many troops, yet they did almost no damage to the enemy. In that case, how were they supposed to continue fighting? Nizo Haruhisa couldn't imagine it. None of the Alliance's leaders could imagine it either.
In truth, there was already no need for them to think about it. At this time, Wako Uesugi's main force had already arrived at the closest mountain, facing the Alliance's main force from a distance. Meanwhile, the eleven divisions of cavalry had spread out in a semicircle, leaving the Alliance with only one path of retreat.
The key was that the enemy had already begun to attack. That fire attack from the sky had appeared once more! This was the first time they directly sensed it. Nizo Haruhisa and the Alliance's leaders were stunned.
The slightly shorter mountain opposite them was where Uesugi Kenshin's main formation was located. The eleven divisions of cavalry surrounding them were elites that had just been verified. If they didn't choose to attack, were they supposed to stay where they were and accept the baptism of the "aerial bombs" in the sky?
In reality, the Alliance's decision makers hadn't realized an even more serious problem. At this time, the mountain where the Alliance's troops were located and the large area around them were filled with either sparse or dense vegetation. If they were to burn, it wouldn't be much better than the wooden Mountain City.
"Beep ~! Beep ~! Beep ~! "
“.....”
The first wave of "aerial bombs" was thrown down before the enemy could make a decision. The air intake made a whistling sound as it smashed towards the mountain where the Alliance's main formation was located.
If it was anyone else, it would be difficult for them to make a decision in such a short period of time. After all, it didn't take much time for the Flame Falcon and Golden Harrier to throw down the "aerial bombs".
"Crackle!"
“.....”
The simple "aerial bombs" landed in the Alliance's main formation. The direct damage caused wasn't serious. There were soldiers everywhere in the main formation, so there wasn't any serious situation for the time being.
However, most of the 'aerial bombs' were set ablaze. Even though the surrounding soldiers were able to extinguish the flames, they still produced a lot of smoke. A small number of them were smashed to pieces, and the charcoal mixed with the machine gun shells burned together. These scattered small flames were harder to extinguish.
As the Alliance's troops were beginning to gather, the 6000 adult Flame Falcons and Golden Harriers were urgently transferred over. Fortunately, Yang Rui had placed enough "aerial bombs" in the middle of the army at the beginning. They came in handy at this time.
"Beep ~! Beep ~! Beep ~! "
“.....”
In a situation where the distance was very close, the second wave of "aerial bombs" came very quickly. At this time, the smoke, chaos, and small flames caused by the first wave were still ongoing. The Alliance's troops still didn't give any orders to attack or retreat.
If they attacked, it would be difficult for them to do so. The opponent was strong and the environment was bad. All the home-field advantage that they had created was now reversed.
If they retreated, there was no sign of them retreating. If they retreated, it would be the beginning of their collapse. The only open retreat direction that was not blocked was likely to become the main battlefield of the enemy cavalry.
The Alliance's troops who were in a dilemma had to deal with the situation in front of them first. They hoped that after a few waves, the strange things that were thrown down from the sky would be used up. Returning to the situation where they were in a stalemate would be a good development for the Alliance.
However, this kind of expectation seemed to be difficult to achieve. Unknowingly, three to four waves of "aerial bombs" had been launched. These things didn't seem to be used up at all.
The most serious thing was that after a few waves of aerial bombs, the mountain fire had started. From the periphery and the mountainside, the speed of the fire was very fast. This caused the Alliance to suddenly fall into a huge passive situation.
There was no lack of experienced people in the Alliance. They knew very well that the mountain fire might take a long time to ignite, but it was extremely difficult to extinguish it.
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