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If it were on the ground, these Peashooter Turrets would easily achieve Firepower Coverage. They wouldn't require much operation. However, it's a different story in the air; the range of the flying dragons has expanded by thousands of times. Without precise Aim, it would be difficult to kill even a single dragon.
This is also why, in just a matter of seconds, Ye Feihong's Mental Power could be completely depleted. He pulled out a small water bottle from his belt. This was the last bottle of Ming Quan Shui that Ye Feihong had brought with him. He opened the cap and gulped it down in one go. With his exhausted Mental Power replenished, he regained control over all the plants.
Now, he had only about twenty seconds left to exert his full control. This time was longer than before, but it was necessary because his Plant Army had suffered heavy losses during this period. The outermost Peashooter Turrets had already lost over two thousand units. However, the flying dragons were not faring much better either; they had lost nearly two thousand as well. The casualty ratio between both sides was roughly equal.
For every Peashooter Turret that Ye Feihong lost, a dragon would fall. Before the dragons arrived, Ye Feihong had already arranged his formations. The outer layer consisted entirely of Peashooter Turrets, while the innermost layer featured the best weapon against dragons: the Pea Missile. If the current casualty ratio continued, it seemed that the dragons would achieve a pyrrhic victory in the end.
All the plants had been killed.
Only two or three flying dragons remained. The Dark Matter showed no fear of death. Their bodies moved as if they were lifeless; they could still move, and there was even a Dark Wild Boar among them that seemed to enjoy eating. However, their substance was more akin to stone or machinery. At the same time, this group of Dark Matter possessed a strange level of intelligence. They realized that they could ultimately win this battle.
They continued to engage in skirmishes with Ye Feihong's plants on the periphery. It seemed they had made progress in just a few short seconds. They discovered that the Peashooter Turret's attack range was similar to theirs and learned to utilize their flying speed. During the intervals between attacks, they would briefly leave the Peashooter Turret's range, preparing to unleash their sulfur breath before re-entering the firing zone.
In just a few seconds, Ye Feihong's casualty rate reached an alarming ten to five. The situation was becoming increasingly dire.
Watching the broadcast, Farmer was on edge. Huang Youfu was the most anxious of all. He exclaimed in agitation, "It's over! Ye Feihong can't hold on much longer! I'm too close to the battlefield; I'm going to die!"
The cowardly Huang Youfu's words immediately sparked public outrage. Liu Meili scolded him, "Are you even a man? Hurry up and use your ranged plants to help Ye Feihong!"
Li Si added, "You fool! If Ye Feihong loses, you're done for being so close! Help out now so that Ye Feihong can survive, and you might live too."
Li Si's words snapped Huang Youfu back to reality. He hurriedly moved aside several Dark Walnuts that were blocking the cave entrance.
Rushing back into the cave, he commanded his long-range attacking plants to prepare support for Ye Feihong. The other Farmers were now in a state of panic. If Ye Feihong were to die, it would mean certain death for them as well. If Ye Feihong fell, Heaven Gate would not hold. The Air Force would no longer waste ammunition, risking their lives to bomb for them. Even if they managed to defend against the Dark Matter behind them, they would not be able to contend with the Dark Matter emerging from Heaven Gate. Worry and anxiety filled everyone's faces.
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