The enemies were trapped in the great fire, and Sun Wu and his men, just as he had said, only needed to watch from the sidelines.
Everything was proceeding according to Sun Wu's plan.
The enemies were engulfed in flames, running about in exhaustion.
At this moment, the rested ghost soldiers suddenly appeared from above and below, attacking the enemies and initiating a devastating assault.
The enemy's vanguard thus suffered a dual assault of flames and ghost soldiers.
And due to the illusion formation, the enemies who entered were unable to effectively exit. The immense size of the formation also prevented those behind from realizing that this entire area was a trap.
These were all Sun Wu's stratagems, his use of powerful skills, geographical advantages, and his own abilities to lay such a large trap for the enemy.
The enemy vanguard was numerous, while the ghost soldiers were few. After inflicting some losses, they lured the enemies into two other ambush sites.
One group of ghost soldiers drew the enemies to the left, while another group led them to the right.
These enemies, vast in number, relentlessly pursued the ghost soldiers, never suspecting that they were being deliberately lured.
As the ghost soldiers drew them in, the armies ambushing on both sides were Yuan Chonghuan's [Guan Ning Iron Cavalry]. They were not mounted at this time, but dispersed on the hillsides, launching an attack as the enemies approached.
"Bang bang bang!!!!!!!"
Dense volleys of bullets turned the enemies into target practice, and they fell in droves, their blood flowing like rivers and their bodies piling up like mountains. They tried to counterattack, to break through the dense barrage of bullets, but all attempts ended in failure.
The enemies became scared, retreated, cowered, and trembled, but alas, they dared not advance further and began to withdraw, leaving behind countless corpses.
Yuan Chonghuan did not pursue. Instead, he ordered his soldiers to collect the spoils of war immediately and then withdraw quickly.
Due to the large enemy numbers, they could not stay there for long, lest they be surrounded.
On the battlefield to the right, the enemies entered a plain with no cover. As countless enemy troops arrived, they paid no attention to the sky.
Amera saw the enemies and gave the order: "Attack!"
One hundred thousand [Elf Archers] drew their bows and launched a rain of arrows towards the enemies.
[Elf Archers] were a specialized archer unit, natural archers whose arrows were no ordinary projectiles.
Arrows of various colors streaked through the sky, dyeing the heavens with a multicolored glow, transforming the world into a beautiful panorama.
Blazing arrows, chilling arrows, ink-black arrows, green arrows, white arrows...
The enemies looked up at the sky, but saw only a dazzling spectacle of colors, and then, they became terrified.
"Flee!"
"This is bad, retreat quickly."
"We've fallen into an enemy ambush."
"Run, run, run!!!"
The enemies fled for their lives, as if exerting every ounce of their strength, but they were already within the attack range of the [Elf Archers], and escape would not be so easy.
"Rumble!"
Blazing arrows landed on the ground, instantly erupting into flames that covered a radius of ten meters, setting the enemies ablaze.
Chilling arrows landed, emitting a terrifying frost that froze nearby enemies.
Green arrows, upon hitting the ground, formed a storm that swept through the surrounding enemies, their blade-like wind tearing countless foes apart.
Gray arrows, piercing the ground, suddenly transformed into a swamp, into which enemies fell and could never climb out.
Purple thunder arrows, upon impact with the ground, unleashed terrifying energy that ripped through the surrounding enemies.
...
All sorts of energies erupted within the enemy ranks, annihilating all the enemies on the plain.
The one hundred thousand [Elf Archers], firing continuously for over ten volleys, completely wiped out the enemy contingent.
The enemies behind them, filled with dread, fled. At least three hundred thousand enemies were left on this plain, and the contribution of the [Elf Archers] this time was immense.
Amera also did not pursue. Instead, she ordered her soldiers to quickly collect the spoils and then withdraw from the area.
Dong Xiuxian finally sensed something amiss with the vanguard and personally went to investigate. Upon seeing the situation, his face immediately turned ashen.
"Damn it, taking advantage of my unpreparedness to set up a hidden grand formation, this is despicable!"
Dong Xiuxian, with a dark expression, immediately ordered someone to break the formation.
After the formation was broken, Dong Xiuxian saw a sea of fire before him, and his face turned even darker, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Once the formation was dispelled, a general, with his body covered in soot, came to report to Dong Xiuxian: "Great Marshal, this is bad! Our vanguard has fallen into an enemy ambush and suffered heavy losses..."
Dong Xiuxian clenched his fists and roared, "Tell me, how many troops have we lost!"
"Great Marshal, we have lost at least five hundred thousand troops," the general replied, trembling.
"Pfft!" Dong Xiuxian vomited blood.
"Great Marshal, Great Marshal, someone come quickly..."
"Summon my generals, halt the advance!" Dong Xiuxian issued this command as he fainted from anger.
Dong Xiuxian's army finally stopped. Everyone remained in place, awaiting further orders.
They knew the vanguard had suffered terrible casualties, but they were not clear on the exact numbers, only that the losses were catastrophic, enough to make their Great Marshal faint.
The Long family's army, a total of two million four hundred thousand troops, had lost five hundred thousand troops before even engaging the enemy. Anyone in command would have been infuriated by such a situation.
Meanwhile, Sun Wu quickly received news of the great victory. The entire army was overjoyed. This powerful blow to enemy morale was an excellent beginning for them.
"Marshal, this great victory was beyond our expectations, especially for Amera and her forces. We never imagined they would eliminate so many enemies."
Guo Jia was indeed surprised. On the plains, these archers were like missile troops, and what's more, they were an army with explosive attack speeds.
How terrifying was the sight of one hundred thousand [Elf Archers] attacking simultaneously?
It was equivalent to ten thousand missiles attacking the enemy with every volley. How could they not be powerful?