Clash of Lords: Civilization Game Comes to Reality

The Holy Army did not return, and the plan did not fail. 1,500 Holy Army soldiers did stop the enemy's scheduled bombardment.

Only one Holy Army soldier returned to the position to report the results of their actions.

The flying priest responsible for long-distance monitoring reported the signal that a large amount of explosives in the enemy's heavy artillery position had been detonated. The Holy Army soldiers had completed their mission.

There were no more explosions and screams when the shells landed, and there was no sonic boom sound when the shells tore into the air. The trench defense line of the Holy See had never been so quiet.

It was so quiet that it was comfortable.

"Let us mourn for our lost colleagues... They finally returned to their home country..."

After a simple mourning and mass, the front line began to operate as planned as usual.

The Church can finally resume transportation work. Horse-drawn carriages can deliver supplies from the fortress to the front along the flattened mud road, bringing personnel and supplies to the front.

The redemption soldiers in gray uniforms carry shovels and work behind the trenches. With shovels in their hands, they level a landing field for the armored airships that are about to arrive. They level a landing field purely with manpower.

The priests counted the coffins of the Holy Army, printed the consumed holy seals on the empty coffins with melted red wax, and sent the hot holy boxes to the carriages to wait for the arrival of a new batch of Holy Army.

This air assault has consumed half of the Holy Army in reserve.

Even though this was a suicide operation, the loss of 1,500 Holy Army soldiers made the high-ranking priests heartbroken.

The remaining 1,500 holy soldiers will maintain the safety and stability of the defense line. As long as these winged colleagues are there... the enemy fleet can fire at will.

They are always short of manpower.

Whether it is the Redemption Army or the believers, whether it is the elite infantry or the divine magic troops.

With the support of dozens of directly governed realms and the Holy See, it can draw population from these realms at any time to fill the gaps on the front line.

When the Redemption Army is gone, conscripts will be recruited...

Batch after batch, one after another, the wave-like waves can always drown the enemy.

On the fifth day of the front line, with the efforts of overloaded carriages and foot infantry, the troops in the trenches finally replenished 200,000 people.

Late at night on the 5th, the ground was blocked by the super-large floating island and fell into a pitch-black night. There was no natural light here.

Starlight and atmospheric radiation were not present.

A letter arrived at the front line, and Levins asked the front-line troops to launch an attack immediately after preparation.

"Order, the legion will advance immediately. The Privy Council needs results. War will definitely cause casualties. The more the generals are afraid of casualties, the greater the casualties will be."

For a war machine that is being activated, 200,000 people are only very low casualties.

The high-ranking priests on the front line signed the order to launch the attack without hesitation, and sent 100,000 soldiers and siege equipment out of the trenches, allowing them to launch the first wave of exploratory attacks along the wide front.

The dark night is the best cover for soldiers.

Get closer, get closer to a safe distance.

Then kill the enemy with the weapons in your hands, and use the absolute advantage in numbers to bleed them in close combat.

Every soldier got a cigarette before the action was launched. They could only feel the silence and heartbeat, smoke, and let the tobacco soothe themselves and their uncontrollable heartbeat.

Soldiers holding flintlock rifles walked out of the trenches. One hundred thousand people, ten infantry divisions, stepped into this bloody meat grinder of the future.

Without the whistling shells, the front line was as quiet as a cemetery.

For the first time in three months, the Holy See set foot on this land very close to the coalition forces, and pushed the front line at its doorstep to the front of the enemy's fortress.

The first batch of soldiers arrived five kilometers away from the fortress. Five kilometers, they were already covered by the enemy's standard long-range firepower.

Five kilometers, only a short distance on the map.

They advanced in the dark, no enemy was found, no one died, only barbed wire and interception pits were everywhere.

The leading infantry was very lucky to dig trenches on the spot under the command of the priests accompanying the army, providing a safe temporary defense line for the rear, while the remaining troops continued to advance.

The soldiers and priests quietly cut the barbed wire and pushed the chevaux de frise away...until the soldiers stepped on the poisonous wind bomb trap buried deep underground.

The dark green poisonous fog that burst out suddenly awakened the Allied fortress guards. The war wizards under the lord fired flares to illuminate the battlefield, illuminating the enemy's shadows for the riflemen and machine gunners in the fortifications.

The offensive flag was erected in the Vatican army, and the Templar Knights released an exciting aura that pushed all the soldiers forward.

"Charge! Attack!"

In the last three kilometers, there were only endless overlapping barbed wire and concrete interception piles.

The divine artillery swept through the fortifications, causing the thermal cutting ray and the light beam cannon to penetrate into the shooting window of the bunker, turning into a stream of fire rain to completely kill the garrison soldiers in the bunker.

Melting the coalition soldiers and their automatic weapons, the heat beam cleared a safe passage on the battlefield for the Vatican soldiers to pass through.

The destructive power of divine magic was fully revealed at this moment.

The soldiers in red and white uniforms crossed the still scorching ground, and the speed of the inspiration magic increased, allowing the Vatican soldiers to charge faster and approach the position.

They always rely on the scriptures to influence the enemy.

The gun group is in place, the gun position is rotated, and the enemy artillery is inserted into the center of the 75mm field gun's sight.

The 75mm field gun quickly launched a counterattack against the prism that emitted light. The armor-piercing shell penetrated the divine artillery that was still in operation. The energy that lost its restraint immediately began to be released in a controlled manner. The divine artillery bomb exploded a ball of light dust in the army.

The shell hit the concrete floor, making a crisp echo.

The battle began.

One day.

The Holy See suffered the highest single-day casualties since arriving in this world.

10,000 casualties.

30,000 people fell on the way of attack, fell between dense barbed wire and wooden chevaux de frise, and fell between the rain of fire from automatic weapons.

30,000 people fell on the way of retreat, fell between the perfect treatment of injuries and the neglect of priests, and fell in the infection of bacteria and toxins.

The sky island casts a shadow and it rains from the area, and the ground is so wet that water can seep out.

It's raining on the front line.

The fortress's ammunition reserves are running out.

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