Every fallen enemy was riddled with countless bullets, riddled with at least dozens of bullet holes.
The reason for this outcome was entirely due to the lack of coordination between the enemies and the absence of a skilled general to command them.
Not to mention any protective formations or defensive shields.
In such a world, firearms did not possess an inherent advantage. The key lay in their proper use and targeted defense.
Alas, these enemies possessed no effective defense whatsoever, only knowing to charge forward, trampling over the corpses of their comrades.
But none of them could advance very far. The power of these firearms was simply too immense, and the volleys too dense.
With supervisors behind them and enemy forces ahead, these charging soldiers were in a desperate situation. To advance was death, and to retreat was also death.
"Charge faster, don't dawdle! Quicken your pace, retreaters die!"
The supervisor behind them raised his weapon, slew a retreating soldier, and then roared, "Charge faster!"
"The enemy's firearms are too powerful. We don't even have shields. Charging like this is just suicidal!"
"Exactly! Why didn't you send the shield-bearers forward? Their shields could block the enemy's firearms. Our armor is useless against their attacks."
"Enough nonsense! Our mages and archers are right behind us. Just charge a few hundred meters forward, and our mages will be able to attack them!"
"The enemy's attacks can reach a kilometer. Our mages' attack range is only five hundred meters. You're asking us to walk into our deaths!"
"Brothers, these bastards don't treat us as humans at all. They're sending us to die! Our Lord is already dead anyway, why not kill these guys for a chance to live!"
"What are you doing? Trying to rebel!"
"Rebel your sister! This is our territory to begin with, and you outsiders have no right here!"
"That's right, brothers, let's fight our way out to the rear!"
"Alright!"
"Charge!"
...
Yuan Chonghuan saw that these enemies were not only not charging forward but were actually retreating towards their own rear, and the sounds of fighting could even be heard.
Upon closer inspection, Yuan Chonghuan was shocked to discover that these people were fighting amongst themselves.
"What... what is going on?" Yuan Chonghuan was also bewildered. How could the enemy start fighting amongst themselves mid-battle?
"General, should we continue?" a deputy asked Yuan Chonghuan.
"Advance slowly. We must be cautious of ambushes from the flanks." Yuan Chonghuan's troop commanding ability was quite strong, and he made arrangements to guard against potential enemy traps.
"Yes!"
The soldiers advanced slowly and then saw that the enemy was indeed fighting internally.
The enemy's mages and archers were all attacking their own men. Yuan Chonghuan ordered his soldiers to halt at a safe distance.
If they opened fire now, these enemies might still counterattack. Therefore, Yuan Chonghuan decided it was better to wait until they had weakened themselves before annihilating them.
To the south, Wei Qing's [Tiger Leopard Cavalry], Qin Qiong's [Heavenly Strategy Profound Armor Army], and Xie Xuan's [Northern Army] were charging towards the enemy like tigers and leopards entering a forest.
The enemy also had cavalry, but their morale was extremely low, and their mounts were ordinary warhorses, no match for their adversaries.
In the initial clash, the enemy cavalry was scattered and fell in droves.
The three cavalry units, led by their respective generals, charged through the enemy ranks.
Although the enemy had set up defenses, these obstacles would have been effective against ordinary cavalry.
However, against these extraordinary cavalry units, these obstacles were directly smashed and destroyed by the charging mounts.
This was the might of powerful mounts. Although the cost of raising them was high, their combat effectiveness was tens of times greater than that of warhorses.
The enemy's cavalry was routed, their infantry was no match, and more critically, their archers couldn't even pierce the cavalry's armor.
Suppression on all fronts, absolute annihilation, coupled with the death of their Lord.
All these factors delivered a double blow, both to their morale and their physical bodies.
"Run!"
"I surrender!"
"Don't kill me! Our Lord is dead, we surrender."
"No more fighting! Don't kill me!"
The enemy either surrendered or fled.
The three generals were not bloodthirsty individuals; they were not Sun Wu or Bai Qi. Therefore, they bound and guarded the surrendering soldiers.
The southern front was quickly breached by Qin Qiong, Wei Qing, and Xie Xuan.
Responsible for the northern advance was Emera, leading the [Elf Archers]. Her soldiers were all archers, numbering a hundred thousand.
They did not need cavalry, for they could fly. What would be the scene of a hundred thousand archers raining arrows upon the enemy from the sky?
The scene was truly spectacular, like an arrow shower from heaven.
The enemy archers' attack range could not reach that high, so this was destined to be a one-sided slaughter.
Facing an opponent who could only be attacked and could not retaliate, the enemy instantly collapsed.
The intelligent ones found cover to hide, while those who were terrified scattered in all directions.
They intended to surrender, but Emera, high in the sky, paid no heed to their pleas, completely unable to hear them, and ordered an attack.
As the enemy fled, the northern front also quickly fell.
The central front, due to the internal rebellion of their soldiers, inflicted significant damage on the enemy, causing heavy losses to their mages and archers.
Yuan Chonghuan waited until they had fought amongst themselves to a considerable extent before launching his attack.
He gave the enemy no opportunity, no chance to catch their breath.
The poor mages and archers, before they could recover, were turned into sieves by the incessant gunfire.
The enemy's shield-bearers finally advanced to resist the attack.
Upon seeing this, Yuan Chonghuan said to his subordinate, "Er Ying, show them my Yidalipao."
"Got it!"
As soldiers from the rear carried large cannons forward and aimed them at the enemy, they opened fire.
"Whoosh!"
A cannonball, trailing fire, flew towards the enemy shield-bearers.
"Boom!"
Dozens of shield-bearers were sent flying into the air, their bodies mangled, torn apart, a gruesome sight. Even their shields were shattered.
"Heh! This thing is truly powerful!" Yuan Chonghuan was very satisfied. However, the cost of this weapon was much higher than that of bullets.
Although the territory was not short of money, they relied more on firearms, so they would use this weapon only when necessary, preferring to use bullets whenever possible.