Now that Great Qin had sent so many troops to intercept them, were they still going to continue supporting the Demon Horn Empire?
The various Alliance factions looked at one another, not knowing what to do.
They had only 26 billion troops. Even if they broke through Great Qin's interception, their losses would be immense, and by the time they reached the Demon Horn Empire, they would be of little use.
Moreover, they knew full well how terrifying Great Qin was. Since Great Qin had sent 15 billion soldiers to intercept them, it must have great confidence in stopping them. Perhaps not only would they fail to break through Great Qin's blockade, but they would suffer grievous losses instead.
But if they did not support the Demon Horn Empire, the Demon Horn Empire would surely be destroyed by Great Qin.
Just as they were caught in a dilemma, Wang Jian had already ordered the Great Qin Soldiers to form a defensive formation, shields in front, Spearmen behind, while the archers had drawn their longbows.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Sharp sounds tore through the air as streaks of white light, carrying razor-sharp force, ripped across the sky. With an immense arrow momentum, they rained down densely upon the Alliance army like raindrops.
The Alliance army was alarmed and hastily unleashed their power to resist. Streams of energy emerged from their bodies, and an enormous shield of light appeared, radiating a mighty aura.
Bang! Bang! Bang...
Thunderous explosions rang out as streaks of light pierced through the defensive barrier. Sharp flashes swept past, instantly slicing open several soldiers' bodies. Blood splattered, and mangled corpses fell to the ground.
This volley of arrows caused no small number of casualties—only a few million soldiers. A large portion of the arrows' power had been blocked, and