Chapter 1 The Eruption

The six thousand players of the Niuren Tribe completely suppressed the players on the front lines of the Mage Alliance, who gradually retreated into the Aijiedun Fortress, tragically enduring the bombardment of the Niuren Tribe's ballistic catapults as before.

Under the bombardment of the ballistic catapults, the city walls groaned tremulously, collapsing into a gap. The players of the Niuren Tribe attempted to charge into the Aijiedun Fortress through the gap, and a tug-of-war unfolded beneath the city walls of the Aijiedun Fortress.

In the melee everywhere, the Mage Alliance and the Sacred Guardians fell into a disadvantage. Their main forces were rapidly depleted, and under the Niuren Tribe's attacks, the Mage Alliance and the Sacred Guardians began a complete rout.

Kuangfa and Shengyan led a group of players, who were suppressed and retreated into the Aijiedun Fortress. They exchanged fire with the elites of the Niuren Tribe, finding it difficult to breathe under the pressure. It seemed the Niuren Tribe was about to charge into the Aijiedun Fortress.

Kuangfa couldn't help but feel sorrow. The Mage Alliance, which he had built up for so long, seemed to have reached its end. The defeat before him was irreparable.

Just as the players of the Mage Alliance and the Sacred Guardians were on the verge of despair, someone suddenly shouted.

"There are flying mounts in the sky!"

They looked up and saw a team of thirty-one flying mounts flying in from the distant horizon.

These thirty-one flying mounts were composed of thunder eagles, griffons, and venomous dragonflies. Such a large number of flying mounts could be described as the most massive flying mount force in history. Even if Nie Yan's Darkwing Dragon appeared, it probably wouldn't be able to escape being besieged to death in the face of so many flying mounts.

"It's the people from Angel Corps and Century Financial Group. They haven't given up on us!" Kuangfa felt a surge of excitement. Thirty-one flying mounts, such a powerful combat force, might be able to turn the tide!

At this moment, Kuangfa was like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw. Even if there was only a glimmer of hope, he was unwilling to give up.

These thirty-one flying mounts were gathered by Century Financial Group by mobilizing all of their financial resources. Twenty of them came from Angel Corps, and the remaining flying mounts came from other sources.

Cui Can Dao Guang was commanding his troops to frantically slaughter the people of the Mage Alliance and the Sacred Guardians when he suddenly saw the flying mounts in the sky. He quickly sent a message to Nie Yan, asking, "Nie Yan, the Mage Alliance has reinforcements. There are thirty-one flying mounts. What should we do?"

"Don't panic. Flying mounts are indeed powerful in the air, but with such a dense crowd below, they'll become targets as soon as they dive down. They're courting death. In fact, their flying mounts are nothing more than that. Gather the Frost Ironclad Catapults. Bombard them as soon as they come down. A round of concentrated fire will definitely make them spit blood. Have our people put away their flying mounts. Ignore the sky. We'll deal with them when they come down," Nie Yan said, remaining calm. If he went over with the Darkwing Dragon at this time, he would instead become the target of those flying mounts.

Hearing what Nie Yan said, Cui Can Dao Guang felt more confident.

Aside from gathering the Frost Ironclad Catapults, the Niuren Tribe continued to do what they were doing, continuing to fiercely attack the Aijiedun Fortress!

The thirty-one flying mounts circled in the sky. As the rulers of the sky, they flaunted their power to the Niuren Tribe. However, the Niuren Tribe completely ignored them. The thirty-seven ironclad catapults gathered below became the most obvious targets, but the power of the Frost Ironclad Catapults made the players riding on the backs of the flying mounts in the sky dare not dive down for a long time.

Kuangfa's mood changed from initial elation to great disappointment. The flying mounts in the sky did not dive down to slaughter the Niuren Tribe as he had imagined, but instead, hesitated to come down.

"Damn, those cowards. By the time they come to save us, the daylilies will be cold," a Mage Alliance player complained and cursed.

In a moment of distraction, Kuangfa understood a principle: relying on mountains, the mountains will collapse; relying on people, people will fall. In the end, you still have to rely on yourself.

"Boss, let's go! The Niuren Tribe's people are charging in," a player shouted from behind.

"Go my ass! I'll die in this Aijiedun Fortress, damn it!" Kuangfa cursed.

Just then, Hei Bai, Wu Feng, and others charged into the narrow gaps of the Aijiedun Fortress, cutting a bloody path. Under the firepower suppression of Tang Yao, Xie Yao, and others, the Mage Alliance's people fled in defeat. A large group of Niuren Tribe players surged in like a tide.

As for the battlefield outside, the Mage Alliance and the Sacred Guardians were being slaughtered by the Niuren Tribe without a chance to retaliate. The Frost Ironclad Catapults had already wiped out their most elite troops, and their morale was gone. They were in a state of continuous defeat. The Niuren Tribe's players chased after them fiercely. Corpses of the Mage Alliance and the Sacred Guardians were everywhere along the way.

At this time, in the sky, Ang Yi Tian Shi and others riding on flying mounts were discussing whether or not to go down and help.

The person sitting on a huge Royal Griffon was none other than Ang Yi Tian Shi. Cao Xu had finally managed to persuade him to come.

"Damn, the Mage Alliance's people are so vulnerable. How can we help?" Lie Yan, sitting on a thunder eagle, said dejectedly. Originally, they thought that if the Niuren Tribe and the Mage Alliance were evenly matched, they could add fuel to the fire and the Mage Alliance might win. But now, the Mage Alliance was in a state of complete defeat, and after they appeared, the Niuren Tribe's morale was not affected at all, which made it even more difficult.

Ang Yi Tian Shi pondered for a moment and said, "Since we're here, we can't go back empty-handed. Otherwise, we'll be laughed at. Let's take out a few of the Niuren Tribe's ironclad catapults."

"Alright, boss, just give the order," Lie Yan said. The others riding flying mounts had no objections.

They quickly arranged a battle plan. The thirty-one flying mounts suddenly acted at the same time, diving down towards the thirty-seven ironclad catapults below.

Seeing the flying mounts diving down from the sky, Shui Se Yan Tou immediately became nervous. "All ironclad catapults, prepare! First Squad, Second Squad, Third Squad, Fifth Squad, do not attack without my order! Fourth Squad and Sixth Squad, listen to me, wait for my command!"

A griffon covered in golden feathers swooped down towards the Frost Ironclad Catapults below at an extremely fast speed, getting closer and closer.

This golden griffon was the Royal Griffon that Ang Yi Tian Shi was riding. It was famous for its excellent movement speed and evasion ability, and it arrived faster than other flying mounts.

"Thirty-seven, a probing attack!" Shui Se Yan Tou said in a deep voice. This Royal Griffon was obviously trying to bait their attacks. He sneered. Angel Corps' tricks were trying to trick them out of their ammunition. They were underestimating them too much.

As soon as Shui Se Yan Tou finished speaking, the lever in the center of an Frost Ironclad Catapult suddenly launched, sending five solid iron projectiles into the air, which whistled towards the Royal Griffon.

The Royal Griffon rolled in the sky, dodging the attack of the Frost Ironclad Catapult.

"Thirty-six, attack!"

"Thirty-five, attack!"

Bang, bang, bang, solid iron projectiles continued to fly into the air, like exploding fireworks.

The Royal Griffon rapidly braked in mid-air, somersaulted twice, and quickly gained altitude. The iron projectiles whistled past the Royal Griffon, but none of them hit. It was clear that the guy riding the Royal Griffon was very skilled.

On the Niuren Tribe's side, they ensured continuous attacks and ensured the reloading time of each ironclad catapult. At least twenty-five ironclad catapults were fully loaded. If they launched a concentrated fire, it would be very dangerous and terrifying. Shui Se Yan Tou specially waited for their main force to come down before doing so.

Seeing that the Niuren Tribe was not taking the bait and had almost been hit several times, Ang Yi Tian Shi saw the people behind him catching up. He suddenly manipulated the Royal Griffon to charge downwards, shouting, "Kill!"

The remaining thirty flying mounts all dived down at extremely high speeds.

Seeing so many large flying mounts pouncing on them, the players operating the Frost Ironclad Catapults were a little panicked. Some wanted to fire, but were stopped.

"Stay calm, listen to my orders, wait for them to get closer, at least twenty yards!" Shui Se Yan Tou shouted in the group chat. If they attacked from too far away, it would be easy to dodge, so they had to wait until they were within twenty yards! Once they were within twenty yards, even if their reaction speed was fast, it would be useless. They would not be able to dodge the attack of the Frost Ironclad Catapults at all, and the power of the Frost Ironclad Catapults would also increase a lot.

Thirty yards, twenty-five yards, twenty yards...

Seeing that many flying mounts had entered the attack area, Shui Se Yan Tou shouted in a somewhat hoarse voice, "Fire!"

Bang, bang, bang, solid iron projectiles were launched into the sky, whistling towards the flying mounts. At a distance of twenty yards, they could not dodge at all. The solid iron projectiles bombarded the flying mounts, and blood spurted out. Several flying mounts screamed and fell down. Some solid iron projectiles even pierced their wings.

Some flying mounts dodged the bombardment of iron projectiles and pounced down, directly smashing the ironclad catapults into pieces.

The surrounding mages saw the ironclad catapults being besieged by those flying mounts and immediately ran over to support them. Magic gathered from all directions, bombarding the flying mounts and exploding.

In the melee, many people could no longer see who the enemy was. The casualties on both sides continued to increase.

Ang Yi Tian Shi glanced at the team. Six of the flying mounts accompanying him had died, and at least a dozen more were injured. He did not expect the casualties to be so high. He had not anticipated that the dense bombardment of the Frost Ironclad Catapults would be so fierce. His heart was bleeding. Looking at the results, they had destroyed six of the Niuren Tribe's ironclad catapults, and another five ironclad catapults had lost their ability to operate. Compared to the losses, such results were nothing.

"Everyone, retreat!" Ang Yi Tian Shi issued an order to all members. The remaining flying mounts soared into the sky.

This was the first confrontation between flying mounts and ironclad catapults. Calculating the losses, it was clear that Angel Corps had suffered a great loss.

It was not much different from what Nie Yan had predicted.