By the time Zhang Tie reached Xuanyuan Hill, Xuanyuan Hill had already become a city of blood and fire...
The flames soaring from Xuanyuan Hill burned its entire sky bright. Across tens of thousands of miles, the night sky was filled everywhere with plumes of Battle Qi smoke rising into the heavens and Battle Qi tornadoes. The most tragic, most brutal scene of the human race and Great Xia in the Third Holy War was unfolding.
The Divine Continent sank, heaven and earth turned upside down, and hundreds of millions of living beings wailed amid devastation. Countless cities became hells on earth—all in a single night.
Zodiac Guard warplanes still circled above Xuanyuan Hill. The Great Xia Air Cavalry pilots flew them, futilely and desperately attacking the Devil Race knights in the sky without pause. The Blastflame Crossbow Bolts fired by the warplanes lit blossoms of flame across the heavens—the final flowering the Air Cavalry completed with their lives.
Blastflame Crossbow Bolts could threaten anything below the level of a knight, but against knights, they had become nothing more than toys.
Yet amid the fireworks filling the sky, Devil Race knights passed through unscathed. With a casual strike, one Air Cavalry warplane after another circling overhead shattered amid the flames and fell.
Even so, on the ground, at those airfields where planes could still take off, Air Cavalry warplanes continued to rise into the air, charging toward the Devil Race knights in the sky. Every Air Cavalry soldier was fulfilling their duty to defend Xuanyuan Hill's skies with blood and life. Like moths rushing into flame, though they knew they would be smashed to pieces, they still pressed forward without hesitation, never retreating.
The Air Cavalry was like this, and the Hua Clan knights stationed at Xuanyuan Hill were