Thus, they brought three Eighth Rank Green Dragonkin themselves, plus rcenaries and other invited noble experts, resulting in nearly a dozen Eighth Rankers.
The top combat power has completely overwheld the Allied Forces.
After all, the Allied Forces here had only four Titan Battle Armors. Even if the Titans could withstand a few top-tier Card Masters, the remaining ones were enough to pose a deadly threat to the Allied Forces.
However, what they lacked in quality, they made up for in quantity.
In war, either a top-tier Card Master is countered by a Sa Tier expert or is sward with dozens of forces.
The Allied Forces didn’t have many top-class experts, but they did have a large number of chanical Battle Armors.
The battle formation of twelve Hunting God Level Battle Armors could basically withstand the attacks of an Eighth Rank Card Master.
Last ti, although Catherine Carter used thirty Hunting God Armors in coordination with Leonard Churchill to ambush the ’Dragon Wing Viper rcenary Corps Group’s Eighth Rank Captain "Poison Scythe" Zorass. But now, with a wealth of data reference, twenty-four should be enough for a kill. With more numbers, they can form an even more powerful iron flood.
Moreover, the Allied Forces have endless logistical support from the New World Technology City.
At the Allied Headquarters, Leonard Churchill used the Space Origin Stones last ti to establish a long-distance Teleportation Array, hence, every day, a large amount of chanical equipnt is directly transported from the New World Technology City in the East Wilderness.
Without ntioning those black technologies, the number of Hunting God Battle Armors that can participate in the war exceeds three hundred!
This has already beco a fearso quantity.
And the noble coalition on Duke Simon’s side had no idea of the true situation on the Allied side.
Although Hunting God chanical Battle Armors also required high skill from the controlling chanic, compared to training a top-tier Card Master, training a Hunting God Level chanic wasn’t a fraction as difficult.
Whether it was for a prolonged battle or a lightning war, truthfully from the start, the noble coalition had no chance of winning.
The distinction lies in how much battle damage the Allied Forces sustain here.
.....
The battle intensified the mont the noble coalition from the Simon House began their all-cost charge.
"Titan Number One and Two, go support the Flash Gold Post to the west!"
"Titan Number Three and Four, also deploy and block those three Eighth Ranks at the Black Water Mine. The enemy is intentionally trying to lure us into dividing our forces, so let them have it their way!"
"Fifth and Seventh Hunting God chanical Legions, be ready to attack at any mont!"
"..."
War isn’t just a battle between soldiers; it’s also a strategic ga between groups of counselors on both sides.
In the command room, Catherine Carter was giving orders calmly and thodically.
The strategy of the Noble Legion was very clear: previously, that Ninth Tier Green Dragon, seeing no success in harassnt, actually confird that the Allied Forces had only four Titan Battle Armors.
Now with the enemy attacking heavily from multiple sides, unless the Allied Forces give up their lines and shrink their battlefronts, they will certainly be defeated one by one.
Catherine didn’t give the enemy any chance; she deployed all four Titan Battle Armors and deliberately exposed the seemingly weakest headquarters.
This way, even if the enemy senses sothing amiss, they would inevitably send top-level experts for a strong attack.
The pace of battle was swift; almost the mont the Titans appeared on the battlefield, Duke Simon’s elite Knight Legion was seen near the Allied Headquarters.
Those who transford into Great Dragons suddenly flew out of the fog of war, their high-pitched dragon roars echoing throughout the Allied Headquarters.
"Commander, Dragon’s Might Level Sixteen, the enemy’s Eighth Ranks have appeared. From frequency analysis, at least four Eighth Rank Dragonkin!"
"The forward sentries have confird the enemy’s Eighth Rank identities: Simon’s ’Two-headed Poison Dragon’ Hartegmu, Ice Seal Spear rcenary Corps’ White Dragon Haruman, and Frost Blood Marquis Family’s ’Flash’ Yum, along with an unknown Eighth Rank Brass Dragon Descendant..."
"Fifth and Seventh Hunting God chanical Legions, engage fully! Eighth, Ninth, Eleventh, Fifteenth Legions, await orders!"
"[Hunting God Cannon] start charging, always ready for a surprise attack from that Ninth Tier Green Dragon!"
"Yes, Commander!"
"..."
On the projected screen, tens of thousands of elite dragonkin suddenly appeared.
The flying speed after their transformation was extrely fast. Even though anti-aircraft cannon positions imdiately lit up with high-frequency fla tongues, the threat to them was very limited.
With a fierce presence, they brought four Eighth Ranks and tens of thousands of elites, seemingly ready to break through the Allied Headquarters in one go.
Catherine remained utterly unflustered, with her beautiful eyes shining with bright moonlight.
Even with such chaos on the battlefield, everything was still under her control.
Noah Wright’s ears trembled slightly, as if trying to discern the function of every command amid the now bustling sound of the command room, which resembled a vegetable market.
Beside him, Isabel was nervously clenching her fists.
Dragonkin naturally have an instinctive fear of dragonkin higher ranked than themselves, though the Machinery City shields most of the Dragon’s Might. Just seeing those nacing Eighth Rank Great Dragons on the screen gave her young soul an enormous shock.
These were all High-ranking nobility of the Southern Continent; while others might not recognize them, she certainly did.
It was because of her recognition that Isabel knew just how terrifyingly powerful these people were.
One could say that even if faced with her own Iris Legion, they had to be cautious.
Yet at that mont, as she watched the screen, those chanical engineers, most not even at the Sixth Tier, fearlessly operated the chanical battle armors, charging headlong at those top-level experts of the Southern Continent.
The clash between the iron flood and the Flying Dragon Legion was so intense that it felt as if the very air stood still.
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