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Chapter 270 Our Real Enemy Is High...God!

"Hell... hell has come..." "God... save your devout believers..."

On the chaotic battlefield, shouts and screams were intertwined, and some people even knelt and prayed, hoping to get God's salvation, but everything was in vain...

The direction where Rickman and others were located was even more targeted, and ten airships bombarded them non-stop.

Those aristocratic nobles who imagined how to curry favor with the new king before the battle, now only regret in their hearts, wishing that the horses under their feet would grow six legs and lead them away from the coverage of the fire and rain...

Joyce was no exception. Seeing that the situation was not good, he took his own soldiers and ran away!
Even so, he couldn't run away from the rain of fire falling from the sky. Bits and pieces soon fell on his body, part of it fell on the solid armor, and part of it seeped through the gaps between the armor and got into his body.

A severe pain and burning sensation surged into his heart, distorting Joyce's complexion, but he forcibly held back, the idea of ​​survival overcame everything.

The tragic situation of those soldiers before had clearly told him that this kind of fire could not be extinguished by ordinary means, and now he had to escape from the coverage of the fire rain and then find a way to treat the injury.

Joyce endured the burning pain, but the war horse below him was the first to be unable to bear it, let out a shrill neigh, and threw the Earl above him with all his strength, and then the war horse twisted its body, He walked away without looking back...

"Horse, my horse!"

Joyce was dizzy from the fall, shouted at the top of his voice, and was about to get up from the ground with both hands and feet, but one hand firmly grabbed his thigh and dragged him back.

After Joyce turned around in horror, he found that the Grand Duke Rickman was right behind him, apparently also fell off his horse, but his appearance was worse than his own, and his back was covered in blood and flesh, as if he had been trampled by a war horse ...

"Joyce...you bastard, shameful betrayer...Hatar's running dog!" Rickman's eyes were red and his expression was ferocious, as if he wanted to swallow Joyce alive.

"Let go, let me go!" At the critical moment, Joyce kicked Rickman's head in a panic, regardless of the other party's identity.

Rickman held on tightly to Joyce's thigh. His spine had been broken. Now that the bishop and pastors were overwhelmed, it was impossible to escape the fire and rain.

Even if he managed to escape to the capital, this shameful defeat would be enough to ruin his reputation.

After all, there are more than 1 armored soldiers and [-] cavalry brigade, which are almost half of the kingdom's elite force. Whether it is the king, His Royal Highness, or the Holy See, it is absolutely impossible to let him go.

In Rickman's view, all of this was caused by Joyce's intentional concealment of information about the wizard. Even if he died, he would drag him to hell together...

"Go away!" Joyce yelled frantically, drew out the long knife at his waist and chopped off Rickman's right hand that was holding his thigh.

After a while of delay, the next wave of fire rain has already floated down from the sky...

"Go to hell with me, Joyce..." Rickman shouted frantically.

"The damn the person is you!" Joyce dragged Rickman over, preparing to use the other party's body as a bunker to escape this wave, how could Rickman make him succeed. The aristocratic aristocracy was twisted on the battlefield, and was devoured by the fire and rain that was falling together ...

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"What a terrifying power..."

In the distance, looking at the battlefield shrouded in thick smoke and flames, Philip couldn't help but say, although they had experimented with the power of this weapon with monsters before and had a general understanding of its effects, they didn't think of it. It is so terrible to use it on people.

As the commander of the Musketeers, Rowan was also extremely emotional. Before that, he did not believe that a war could end without any casualties.

The scene in front of him is undoubtedly the best proof. Lynn taught him a real lesson on how to fight a war when he has absolute firepower.

But these weapons are a bit too scary...

"This is war, and kindness to the enemy is often cruelty to oneself!" Lin En's face remained unchanged, obviously it had been expected.

White phosphorous is somewhat inhumane, but it is the best way they have to hit the opponent's morale.

Lynch didn't know what kind of divine arts they were preparing for those priests, but since these people did not choose to retreat, it was necessary to represent the possibility of the Duke Rickman that they still defeated them.

In this way, even if they can win in the end, they will inevitably have to pay heavy casualties.

"Your Excellency Lynn, are we going to pursue it now?" Raedel hurriedly asked, he didn't really fight many battles, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that now is a good opportunity to pursue and expand the results of the battle.

The master wizards didn't seem to give orders at all, which made him somewhat anxious.

"No, there's no need to pursue it any further. Some cavalry have already escaped. I'm afraid we can't stop these people from passing on the situation here to the capital." Lynn shook his head and retorted.

The most important point, he didn't say it, the smoke is highly poisonous!

Before the smoke and dust cleared, if you stepped into it rashly, you might not even know how you died... This thing can't tell the difference between friend and foe!
Moreover, most of this army has been damaged, and there is no possibility of fighting again. Fear will always be rooted in their hearts.

"Now it seems that this war is not as difficult as the speaker thinks." Orlando said in a relaxed tone.

In the past, when the wizarding conference was held in Greenriel, the chairpersons all looked sad, as if the land of wizards was about to face disaster, and some people even suggested whether to find a new paradise on the sea to prepare A rainy day.

Now it seems that the empire is nothing more than a larger number of people, and there is nothing remarkable about it. If they assemble all the more than 2 new troops in the wizard's land, these people will be nothing more than chickens and dogs.

Presumably this victory can greatly boost morale...

"Don't be too careless. This time we just caught the opponent by surprise. I'm afraid the battle after that will not be so easy." Lin En reminded, and more importantly, their real opponents were not these Soldiers with swords, guns and crossbows, but that high...God!

(End of this chapter)