I, the Prince of Qin

　　The distance between the two armies is gradually approaching, and the red circles representing the ranges of the armies of both sides tend to meet little by little on the radar map.

　　"One minute to get into range, watch out for the queue!"

　　Large-scale fleets and mobile weapons, in the sky and on land, are like crucian carp crossing the river, densely packed with implicit order.

　　Suddenly, a light flashed ahead——

　　"Super high energy response ahead! It's too late to avoid it!"

　　"boom--!"

　　Out of the range of all the Bretaglian troops, there was only a straight beam of light, streaking across the ground like an auxiliary line drawn with a ruler and a sky-blue pen to the extremity.

　　The surface of the earth is not as flat as the human eye sees it. Even the flat plain has a raised arc when viewed from the extreme.

　　This straight line extends from the arc of the slightly raised earth.

　　Directly hit the flagship where Schnezer was, on the frigate in front of him.

　　The huge energy ignited the frigate in an instant, and the explosion spread from the bow to the energy furnace, and then exploded into a huge flame in front of Schneizer.

　　The air waves and shock waves generated by the explosion directly bombarded the bridge at the head of the flagship, causing Schneizer to stand unsteadily for a while.

　　"The enemy is still out of range! The super-high energy response in front! The second round is coming again! Hurry up and protect the marshal!"

　　The line of the particle cannon is extremely precise in the air, pulling a straight line.Xiunezel watched the light in front of him grow taller and taller, and for a moment, there was an unreal feeling.

　　This attack, which was suddenly launched outside the range of everyone, is really incredible.

　　Regardless of the unreasonable range, the layers of protection in front of him, the strict electronic interference, the complete isolation of radar positioning, and the physical shielding of countless self-armed forces...

　　How could that attack be able to target itself so precisely?Eliminate endless interference and bombard yourself directly in front of you?

　　This is not possible with electronics and radar assistance!No technology can do this!

　　But not relying on electronic technology, is it still impossible to rely on the naked eye! ?

　　absurd!

　　It was like a meteorite suddenly fell from the sky and hit him, full of ridiculous and absurd feelings.

　　"Your Highness—!"

　　"boom--!"

　　Huge flames exploded on the flagship, and thick smoke flew into the sky along with the flames.

　　The flagship that Schneizer was riding, located to the left of the center, was completely blown up in the big explosion, blowing a huge amount of black smoke, spinning and falling from the sky.

　　The hull of the ship was in contact with the loess ground, and the friction caused countless tiny explosions and rolled up large tracts of soil.

　　The flames shot into the sky, and the flagship hit the ground and slid a long way. Although it was very lucky, there were no shipwrecks, but it was impossible to take off again.

　　"His Royal Highness!!" "Marshal!!"

　　Schoenazel clutched his bleeding forehead in the smoke-filled bridge, reluctantly responding to the army's communication.

　　Are you still alive?

　　Schoenazel stared blankly at the bridge that was blazing everywhere.

　　I saw the big hole next to it that could almost see the loess outside.

　　The pupils shrank suddenly:

　　No, not right!The other party is intentional!Deliberately save his life!

　　Regardless of the injury on his forehead, Schneider immediately shouted to the walkie-talkie: "Leave me alone! Don't come here! Maintain the formation and retreat!"

　　"Zi—" Unfortunately, the communication equipment had been scrapped during the bombardment just now, and it was the limit that could convey the news that he was still alive.

　　Outside, the Brittany army, in order to protect the flagship and the second prince who had fallen to the ground, all rushed close, and the formation dissipated in an instant.

　　Schoenazel is different from Cornelia. He is not only a prince, not only a commander, but also the Holy Prime Minister of Britalia, the recognized next heir to the throne.

　　No one dares to leave him alone!

Chapter 336 Chapter [-]

　　"His Royal Highness! I'll save—" "Boom—"

　　"Marshal, don't panic! I'll—" "Boom—"

　　After Schoenazel's flagship was shot down, the Brettaglia soldiers fought to protect their masters one by one, fully demonstrating their support and loyalty to Schoenazel, and almost rushed over desperately, trying to rescue him.

　　However, the ultra-long-range snipers in the distance continued to bombard one after another, aiming at the surroundings of Schneizer, one by one.

　　That is far beyond the normal range, and the sniping is extremely accurate, basically staring at who is pregnant.

　　Schoenazel watched helplessly, as his subordinates kept trying to get closer to him, and they kept getting shot down one by one.

　　Later, in order to prevent the ultra-long-range sniping, the large troop had to gather the queue together, blocking the front with battleships and mobile weapons, forming a dense wall of people.

　　This too dense formation disrupted the original deployment, but there was no way.

　　For the Bretaglian army, the victory or defeat of a war did not matter, but the fall of the second prince, Schneider, was absolutely unbearable.

　　The gathered Bretaglian army formed a dense formation, and while resisting the sniping in the distance, they tried to get Schneizer on the ground to re-board the ship.

　　At this time, a wide range of divine light suddenly descended from the sky.

　　"Alleluia—"

　　Under the illumination of the Holy Light, the gathered soldiers all felt splitting headaches, as if an axe was smashing open their brains, and something was constantly drilling into their heads!

　　"Alleluia - Praise the Mother - Praise the Angels -"

　　In the distant horizon, a bird of light was suspended in the sky, spreading chants and holy light on the earth.

　　The content of the chant has some specific names and images compared to the beginning.

　　On the ground, many Bretaglia soldiers, in their headaches, faintly saw a little girl slowly spreading a pair of white wings.

　　"Heaven, angel?" This strong hallucination appeared in front of many people at the same time, and accompanied by the sacred music in the sky, it continued to penetrate into the heart.

　　Some of the soldiers suddenly remembered: "It's an angel! It's that little angel!"

　　Many people screamed in surprise in the hallucinations, the headaches seemed to be less severe, but there was a warm, reassuring feeling that seemed to be soaked in amniotic fluid.

　　It was like returning to the peace of mind in the mother's body, from the heart, from the depths of the soul, spread up, spread over the chest and abdomen, submerged the top of the head...

　　Others have become believers of "angels" in private because of the singing of the little princess.

　　It's just that the thoughts that are usually buried deep in the heart, at this time, resonate with the sacred music in the sky, and instantly turn into a mad believer.

　　Within a few minutes, at least one-third of the Bretaglians in the area where the holy light shone, their eyes glowed red.

　　This phenomenon similar to being affected by GEASS was caused by the spiritual pollution of the fifteen apostles and the residual magic power of the little princess.

　　At first, the fifteenth apostle only knew how to pollute the human spirit indiscriminately, and achieve the purpose of destroying the human heart by excavating and amplifying the mental trauma of human beings.

　　However, in getting along with the little princess, the fifteenth apostle himself not only regarded the little princess as his mother, but also regarded her as the object of worship and belief because of the influence of the little princess' magic power.

　　This belief in the little princess constitutes the spiritual core of the fifteenth apostle today.The sacred music that polluted people's hearts, and unconsciously, all turned into crazy praise for the little princess.

　　In other words, this kind of spiritual attack has degenerated into some kind of fanatical preaching.

　　Coupled with its own ability to pollute people's hearts, almost all those who are shrouded in holy light and holy music will be influenced by its fanaticism and become followers of the little princess.

　　Sooner or later.

　　Of course, the little princess herself was completely unaware of this.

　　The light of spiritual pollution enveloped the sky, and the fifteenth apostle spared no effort in promoting his mother's well-being.

　　In the gathered Bretaglian army, some people suddenly shouted, "Long live the angel!" "Kneeling and licking the little angel!" The gun fired wildly at the nearby friendly forces.

　　"What are you doing!?" "Ah—" "Don't fight as a friendly army!" "The general is bad! We have many traitors!"

　　There are constantly soldiers going crazy, and there are constantly battleships and mobile weapons, which are destroyed by beams and missiles shot from the inside. The huge chaos is centered on the place where the holy light shines, and it continues to expand to the outside.

　　Those who have become believers of the little princess under the influence of the fifteenth apostle have somehow learned to connect each other's thoughts and distinguish themselves from "pagans" through the holy light of the fifteenth apostle.

　　Then precisely fire on all the "infidels" who do not believe in "angels".

　　The number of this troop increased as the time covered by the Holy Light and Holy Music of the Fifteenth Apostle became longer.

　　Finally, a middle-level commander found the problem, and before he could think about it, he quickly commanded the troops to raid the bird of light in the sky.

　　"It's that thing! It's that thing washing the soldiers' brains! Get rid of it!"

　　A mobile armament bypassed the range of the Holy Light and rushed towards the fifteenth apostle in the sky at full speed. It rushed halfway, and the light flashed in the distance, and the fifth apostle's particle cannon slammed across, instantly destroying the command ship.

　　"Not good! I forgot that there is an ultra-long-range sniper enemy in the distance!"

　　"I can't control it! Change my command, everyone rush!"

　　The Fifteenth Apostle was high above the clouds, and the Brettaglia close combat troops, although it was not impossible to rush to the high altitude, it took time.

　　Along the way, countless people died under the long-range sniping of the fifth apostle, and when they finally reached the high altitude where the fifteenth apostle was, there were only a few scattered groups that were originally majestic.

　　"This is...what the hell..."

　　Seeing a huge bird of light floating in the stratosphere, covering almost half of the sky, everyone felt an unprecedented sense of oppression and loss.

　　This is the instinctive reaction of human beings (Li Lin) to the apostles and natural enemies.

　　"Fire—! Kill this monster—!"

　　The remaining troops poured out all the energy and ammunition indiscriminately.

　　The huge size of the fifteenth apostle made them not even need to aim specifically.

　　The explosion spread high in the sky.

　　A huge octagonal light curtain covers the entire front.

　　The Bretaglian army, who rushed into the sky with the belief of death, looked in despair at the unharmed bird of light in front of him.

　　Suddenly, the position of the head, a scarlet, eye-like thing, turned around—

　　"—Alleluia—"

　　"Ah ah ah ah ah----……"