in the name of the queen.

Chapter 252 Who is more ruthless?
"Boom!", "Boom!"

The roar of hundreds of heavy artillery salvoes was deafening.

The huge projectile hit the ground, sending mud flying everywhere.

Those who were hit head-on by solid cannonballs were naturally turned into a ball of blood mist, and those who were rubbed against the side also had their arms and limbs broken off.

The screams of those injured by artillery shells echoed on the battlefield, which was particularly sad.

Smoke billowed, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and screams continued.

The battlefield was like purgatory.

When Marco launched his surprise attack, General Deschamps, who had always been mature and prudent, went against his normal behavior and personally went to the front line to urge the army to advance.

He understands politics, but he never gets involved.

He is just a soldier and must carry out the President's orders.

As for who this president is, it is not something he should care about.

He felt a little sympathy for Alina in his heart, but not much.

In his opinion, since Alina is gone, she should live in seclusion abroad instead of returning to the country to incite rebellion.

He was tired of the struggle for power at the top, but ordinary soldiers had to pay for it with their lives.

He just wanted to quickly end this civil war that was bleeding the country.

Although President Marco's personal ethics are far from noble, he has a tough approach, which is an excellent ability to lead the Jin Yuan Kingdom to survive in the coming chaos.

Alina doesn't have this ability, and Carlo, who loves feathers, doesn't have it either.

Despite his dislike of Marco, Deschamps stood firmly by the president's side.

He is willing to choose people who can lead the country out of trouble.

Deshang has seniority and high prestige. He is a rare civilian general and has an outstanding reputation in the military. His personal visit to the front line greatly boosted the morale of the Third Army and also dispelled the soldiers' resistance to Marco.

"The old general is watching us!"

"We can't let those traitors succeed!"

However, amidst the support, many people lowered their heads silently.

There are not many of these voiceless people.

The reason for the different attitudes of the soldiers is simple. Most of the soldiers who supported him were civilians, and their family members were not executed by Marco.

But there are also many family members of soldiers who have been guillotined in the past year or so.

It is obviously impossible to expect them to understand Marco's great strategic plan.

They just want to find an opportunity to shoot the President in the back and make him think.

Regardless of support or not, after Deschamps came to the front line, the Third Army temporarily guaranteed unity and cohesion and took the initiative to launch an attack.

Feeling the positive changes taking place on the battlefield, Marco was excited. He raised his sword and issued the order to attack again.

Heavy artillery has a slow reload speed.

It is necessary to clean the remaining charge in the barrel, reload the ammunition, correct the shooting elements, and continue shooting.

This process usually takes several minutes.

In the salvo just now, nearly a hundred heavy artillery roared, killing nearly a thousand people on the spot.

At least a third of them were the exile infantry at the front.

A larger number of cavalry were also taken away at the same time.

Marco only has 500 magic cavalry under his command, and the rest are elite cuirassiers.

Strong reinforced plate armor can withstand musket bullets, but it cannot withstand artillery bombardment.

The cavalry suffered hundreds of casualties, and to make matters worse the horses were frightened.

The best war horses can charge with artillery fire, but there are too few such horses. Most of the horses regain their animal instincts during the wild bombing, throw the cavalry off their backs in a rage, and run away without permission.

Soldiers have families and must abide by discipline, but war horses don't care about that.

After the bombardment, at least 3,000 of Marco's cavalry troops lost their horses and became infantry.

He himself had bad luck.

Marco was wearing the best magic armor. As long as he wasn't hit by a cannonball, he would be fine, but his horse was made of flesh and blood and couldn't bear it at all.

The shells fired by the 12-pounder hit his horse impartially, smashing his horse into pulp.

Marco was thrown off his horse, but he remained calm in the face of danger. He did not hesitate to force a passing cavalry off his horse, regained his horse, and became a majestic cavalryman again.

Marco returns to the battlefield, but there are no more soldiers willing to stay by his side.

Soldiers are not fools. Who wants to stand with a tyrant who casually kills soldiers?
They pretended to fight fiercely, but they opened a gap with Marco.

Marco was too lazy to pay attention to these people. His eyes were fixed on Alina in the crowd, with killing intent.

The moment she was stared at by Marco, Alina felt like a frog being stared at by a venomous snake. A sudden chill ran down her back, but she quickly calmed down.

Marco was extraordinary, she knew that.

His strength is already strong, and it has definitely improved by leaps and bounds in the past year or so.

If she were still the same Alina as before, she would definitely not be a match.

But she is no longer the somewhat innocent traveler.

She slowly took off her glasses.

Wearing glasses, she looked calm and capable, like an old captain commanding a fleet to sail out to sea.

Taking off her glasses, her commanding ability seemed to be taken off at the same time, in exchange for stronger individual combat effectiveness.

Although the art student Alina seems ignorant, her ability in single combat far exceeds that of the captain Alina.

After looking at the criss-crossed battlefield and the furious advance of Marco's light cavalry, Alina also set her sights on Marco.

This fateful showdown will ultimately end in a traditional knightly duel.

Even if they are not knights.

"Let him come over!"

Alina scolded lightly and asked the guards in front of her to get out of the way.

These people couldn't stop Marco at all, and they couldn't even consume him.

Rather than letting them die in vain and letting Marco's momentum continue to rise, it was better to get out of the way. The distance of two hundred meters was reached in an instant.

Although they gave way, the exiles' hatred of Marco was too deep.

They raised their muskets and fired a final volley.

Marco's horse was shot again.

A cruel smile appeared on his lips, and he lightly jumped in front of Alina.

"Alina, long time no see."

He calmly pulled out his sword and pointed it at Alina.

Alina held the sword tightly in her right hand and a special pistol in her left hand. She did not ask Marco hysterically why he betrayed his father or why he killed his father.

She didn't say anything nonsense, but calmly started shooting.

Language is pale, and it is impossible to use words to cause harm to Marco.

If words can't hurt the enemy, it's better not to say them.

At the moment of shooting, Roland's smile before the war flashed in Alina's mind.

Nothing is under control in war.

As of today, the direction of the battle has already deviated from Roland's expectations and is completely chaotic.

She hopes she can win. But she knew Marco's talent. This person seems to be born to fight with others.

He is good at all kinds of fighting methods, including one-on-one combat.

It would be great if Roland was here.

Alina thought silently, Roland could always come up with clever tricks to deal with powerful enemies. For example, the battle that surrounded and killed the old warlord.

If Roland were here, he would probably attack Marco from behind while he was at full strength.

Based on her understanding of Roland, he would definitely do this.

It's a pity he's not here.

Alina can only face this life and death fight alone.

The moment she threw away her pistol and rushed forward, Alina sighed in her heart.

Roland, where are you?

Roland is on his way.

In an unnoticed corner, a small group of light cavalry was galloping across the wilderness.

They wore Golden Kite military uniforms and communicated with each other in authentic Sussex.

In the center of the cavalry team were Roland and Lisa.

On the day when Xidai was captured, Roland didn't have time to reunite with Sif after a long absence, so he put on the Golden Kite military uniform he took out from the warehouse and put on his war horse and set off.

Sif didn't understand and thought there was no need to be so hasty, but Roland insisted on going.

At Roland's insistence, Sif stayed in Xida to handle various affairs, and Roland took Lisa with him.

It's not that Lisa's fighting power is better than Sif's, but that her political skills are too poor to suppress the undercurrent in Xidai City.

Sif never dreamed that one day she would be considered by Roland to be more politically capable.

She didn't even know whether to be happy or angry.

Although she didn't agree with Roland's judgment in her heart, Sif still fully supported it.

After all, Roland has faced him too many times before.

There is another reason to bring Lisa along, to deal with the magic-equipped cavalry.

As a disciple of the great magician Anthony, Lisa can easily deal with these mass-produced magic equipment.

As long as the stasis magic is released, the magic equipment can temporarily stop working.

Without the support of magic equipment, Marco's cavalry is just a normal cavalry unit.

Although Roland was in a frantic hurry, he still underestimated Marco's decisiveness.

Bad news: Marco is moving too fast and there's no way he can catch up.

The good news: Marco was moving so fast that no one could intercept Roland.

The light cavalry led by Roland and Jace, wearing the uniforms of the Golden Kite Kingdom, passed through several lines of defense and finally arrived at the battlefield when the battle was at its fiercest.

After finding the Magic Cavalry, Lisa finally had a stage to perform.

She unfolded the magic barrier, released stasis magic, and threw the magic scroll casually as if it was free of charge.

Of course there is no comparison between a mass-produced soldier and a direct disciple of a great magician.

Magical equipment that is rock solid in the face of guns is vulnerable to real magic.

The magic-equipped cavalry fell to the ground in pain and lost combat effectiveness.

Seeing Lisa chanting a spell and preparing to release magic of mass destruction, Roland quickly dissuaded her.

"Stop now, I have use for these magic outfits! I'll leave this to you, and I'll go support you."

"It can't be stopped. The magic must be released after charging, otherwise it will backfire." Lisa's pretty face turned red, and the backlash of forcibly slowing down the speed of magic charging made her blood surge.

"Smash it there!" Roland saw the duel between Marco and Alina and pointed to the duel venue.

Although Alina's fighting skills are exquisite, she is still slightly inferior to Marco.

She resisted bravely, but she was still defeated and injured in three places.

Lisa was stunned for a moment, then hit the huge fireball with full power.

Alina had seen Roland a long time ago. Under the hint of Roland's gesture, she quickly left the battlefield at the cost of being stabbed with a sword, and jumped out more than ten meters away in an instant.

Just when Marco was about to give chase, the fireball landed.

The magic suit that deprived him of his magic power was unable to protect Marco. He screamed and his skin was burned to pieces.

When he stepped back continuously and regained his balance, he found that there was no one around him.

He was surrounded.

He has reached the end of his rope.

(End of this chapter)