While slurping his instant noodles, Jiang Feiyang blew his nose and said, "Almost done. I can't create that kind of big artillery position, but I'll get you some small ones to coordinate the attack. They pack quite a punch!"

After finishing the soup and noodles in the bowl in one gulp, Jiang Feiyang handed the bowl to the attendant beside him, wiped his mouth, and pulled out rows of toy soldiers from his storage ring. Pei Yan couldn't help but move closer to observe these soldiers, which were indeed exquisitely crafted. Their clothing and facial expressions were vivid and lifelike. Picking one up, he found its limbs could be moved freely.

What surprised Pei Yan even more was that Jiang Feiyang didn't just have these toy soldiers. As he took out more, additional small accessories were laid out, such as intricate small-caliber mortars. Holding small ammunition boxes in his palm, Pei Yan was amazed to find these tiny boxes could actually be opened, revealing miniature carved shells inside.

"Wow, your stuff is really well made! Where did you buy these? I want to get a few to display by my bedside." With a sense of curiosity, Pei Yan exclaimed in wonder while handling the soldier model.

"These are custom-made. If you want them, I can get you as many as you want when I go back." Jiang Feiyang took the soldier model from Pei Yan and whispered with a grin, "Heh heh, I don't even have to spend my own money to buy them anymore; the department reimburses me! Tell me what type you like, and I'll have it custom-made for you, no problem, absolutely lifelike!"

Missing the implication in Jiang Feiyang's words, Pei Yan nodded in satisfaction and expressed his gratitude. Watching Jiang Feiyang arrange the soldiers, he then knelt with one knee on the ground and clasped his hands together. With a flash of light summoned by his power, the soldiers in front of him instantly transformed into fully equipped, well-trained soldiers who saluted Jiang Feiyang, picked up weapons from the ground, slung on ammunition boxes, and scouted for suitable shooting positions.

Fifteen minutes later, receiving information relayed from the soldiers, Jiang Feiyang returned to his seat and waved to Pei Yan, "I'm ready here!"

"Okay!" Upon hearing this, Pei Yan flew straight into the sky, shook his shoulders, and a series of specially made shells appeared in front of him. Once preparations were complete, he issued the command through his earpiece, "Launch the attack!"

With the order given, the previously quiet artillery positions roared again. Unlike before, there were now more than a dozen small mortar positions joining the attack. Meanwhile, Catherine also took to the sky, firing rockets from her body that screamed toward the enemy camp.

Under this dual attack, the Red Armored Warriors at the center of the encirclement, while dealing with the Demon Race cavalry's assault, were forced to divert some power to organize a red energy shield to reduce the damage from the shelling. At this moment, Pei Yan shouted loudly, "Liang Qian, now's the time!"

From the watchtower within the army formation, Liang Qian snapped his fingers toward the distance. This sound triggered a series of chain reactions. The bags scattered at the feet of the Red Armored Warriors, which had previously been ignored, now launched a deadly strike. Focusing entirely on the sky, the Red Armored Warriors never expected an attack to come from below.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The successive intense explosions erupted among the enemy forces. The sudden explosion instantly dismantled the newly formed red energy shield. Seizing the opportunity, Pei Yan swung his arms, releasing dazzling blue lights that streaked like meteors, piercing the snowy night and landing behind the Red Armored Warriors' formation, causing another round of violent explosions.

Under the relentless bombardment from above and below, the Red Armored Warriors' formation could no longer hold. The once-impenetrable defense was breached by the Demon Race army, and with the defensive line broken, it collapsed like an avalanche. The Demon Race army seized this opportunity to drive deep into the Red Armored Warriors' lines, dividing and encircling the enemy to carry out slaughter.

Hovering above, witnessing this scene, Pei Yan chose not to continue the pursuit, landing slowly beside Samikina. It wasn't that he deliberately wanted to deplete the Demon Race's strength, but he needed to reserve more energy for the battles to come. The main antagonist of the day had yet to appear!

"Since the demise of the three main legions, I've never seen such a straightforward battle. Young man, this victory was brought to us by you. If you have any demands in the future, as long as the Samikina Clan can fulfill them, we will spare no effort!" Samikina, atop his horse, looked at the battlefield with satisfaction. Today's warfare was exceedingly smooth, and Sifuer indeed made the right choice. The varied attack methods from the investigation department today made him deeply aware that this cooperation would bring enormous benefits to both families.

"An even more intense battle? Isn't this the Demon Race's strongest fighting force?" Temporarily disengaging from mecha mode and rubbing his sore shoulders, Pei Yan expressed his doubts. Based on the current combat strength of the Demon Race, he found it hard to believe the crushing victories over the Disaster Legion recounted by Bailang. From his observation, defeating a single Red Armored Warrior required at least two or more Demon Race soldiers working together.

Hearing this, Samikina glanced at Pei Yan and sighed, "We've really been underestimated, haven't we? It's no wonder; everything you've seen indeed doesn't match the renown the Hell Legion should have. Mr. Shitang, the true elite forces of the Demon Race have all withdrawn to the Holy City. What's left outside are just gathered remnants and stragglers. Even the types of vassal armies you've seen are not a tenth of what they should be. When the true Demon Race forces deploy, the wingspans of the upper-level Demon Dragons in the sky will cover the sun."

Listening to Samikina's words, Pei Yan nodded, somewhat convinced, and turned his gaze toward the battlefield, murmuring, "I wonder if that Star Lord is still alive now! Although it's a slim hope, if we can rescue him, this mission would be a complete success."

Samikina tugged at his armor and glanced at the faintly glowing star map on his chest, responding, "He's still alive."

Hearing this, Pei Yan furrowed his brow and said, "The situation is so dire, and they still haven't killed the Star Lord? Moreover, they haven't activated the virtual pillar, nor have any upper-level Disaster Legion experts appeared. What's going on?"

"They won't activate the virtual pillar state this early. It will definitely be launched when the upper-level Disaster Legion joins the battle. Just wait; they can't hold on much longer!"

Soon after Samikina's words, Pei Yan felt a slight tremor beneath his feet. Sensing something amiss, he quickly completed his mecha transformation, leaping into the sky just as an intimidating aura erupted from behind the Disaster Legion.

"Here it comes!" Watching the three figures rise above the Disaster Pillar camp, feeling the immense pressure they exerted, Pei Yan clenched his fists in nervousness and exclaimed, "Three of them? It matches the predicted situation!"

"Leave the rest to us!" With a gentle tap on his shoulder, Gu Shenghui whispered beside him, having also ascended into the sky.