Magic Industrial Age

Decades ago, when the Habsburg Empire and the old continental overlord, the Bonaparte Empire, directly confronted each other on the battlefield due to some irreconcilable conflicts.

No one had faith in the Habsburg Empire, and they all assumed that Hohenzollern III had lost his mind.

However, when magic-powered cannons and magic-powered firearms appeared on the battlefield, and the three-three system of alternating fire shattered the myth of knight cluster charges.

The mode of warfare inevitably changed!

Although, in that battle, the Habsburg Empire did not achieve final victory.

Or rather, victory on the mortal battlefield could not mask failure on the high-end battlefield.

As an old empire, the Bonaparte royal family had a foundation that the Habsburg Empire could not compare to.

When groups of fourth-tier natural disaster-level powerhouses and those legendary figures who rarely showed their faces appeared one after another and carried out decapitation strikes, they also caused great damage to the Habsburg Empire.

As a result, this battle became something to be secretive about!

Almost no formal historical records exist, and even if there are, both empires proclaimed themselves the victor.

Of course, in any case, that battle was a watershed moment and, even more so, the founding battle of the Habsburg Empire.

From then on, when the Habsburg Empire spoke, even if you didn't like what they said, you had to listen carefully.

It was also from then on that magic-powered cannons and magic-powered firearms caught the eyes of the nobles.

Even pirates changed their looting methods, and adding magic-powered cannons to their ships became commonplace.

Not to mention the nobles!

Although a united front of old nobles appeared, and although the Twilight Hermit Order's power continued to grow, it still couldn't stop the nobles from coveting magic-powered cannons and magic-powered firearms.

On the surface, they naturally showed contempt and condemnation, but secretly, as long as they had the means, they would spend money to buy a batch.

And quietly train some exclusive magic-gunners!

Earl Karl Raymond was no exception, and Oliveira was an example.

And the Wick family's achievement is this team in front of them!

Although there are only six magic-powered cannons, they are all of medium caliber and, according to the Habsburg Empire's classification, belong to the latest third-generation magic-powered cannons.

Equipped with breech-loading, they have the advantages of being relatively small, lightweight, long-range, and powerful.

Especially since their trajectory is a parabola, they can hit farther and higher places by adjusting the angle.

Even in the Habsburg Empire, these third-generation magic-powered cannons, although not the newest, are the main equipment of most armies.

Clearly, Earl Wick is by no means as useless as he seems, and he has even been eyeing Frost Moon Canyon for many years.

Boom!

With a loud noise, the six magic-powered cannons fired a shot first, still for calibration purposes, not hitting the war fortress.

Instead, they blasted a hole in the cliff next to it, and amidst the violent roar, rocks tumbled down.

Immediately, using this point of impact as a baseline, all six cannons began to try to calibrate.

It was this shot that made the faces of a group of knights on the war fortress turn ugly, and their breathing became heavier.

Even though they were all formal knights, second-tier combatants, usually capable of taking on ten opponents at once.

But facing the indiscriminate bombardment of magic-powered cannons, unless they were transcendent beings with aura released, their lives seemed so fragile.

If the knights were like this, the militiamen were even more不堪, with their hands holding spears trembling and their legs shaking.

Only the Grand Knight Commander Vincent Ackerman, his expression was cold and his eyes didn't change in the slightest.

A knight hesitated before stepping forward and saying, "Knight Commander, do we, do we have to keep defending?"

Vincent Ackerman suddenly turned his head, his eyes flashing fiercely, staring intently at the knight: "You want to escape?"

"No, that's not it! It's just, it's just that in this situation, our sacrificing ourselves here is meaningless?"

"Holding Frost Moon Canyon is the greatest meaning!

As long as this war fortress is still here, the initiative is in our hands."

Vincent Ackerman roared out these words, clearly seeing the fear in the knight's eyes.

He took a deep breath, looked up again, his gaze swept over everyone, across those knights and militiamen, making eye contact with them one by one.

After a silent pause of about two seconds, he spoke again: "I know you are afraid, I know you fear death, and so do I.

Facing three transcendent beings with one against three, I struggled to hold on, but I gritted my teeth and persevered.

The reason is simple, I can't retreat! None of us can retreat!"

"This is the new Earl's first battle, he promised that all war expenses will be borne by the Raymond family; he even personally led a large army to come to our aid!

Have you ever wondered why? Why?"

"Because, only by winning this battle, winning beautifully, can this young Earl gain a foothold, establish his authority, make everyone fear him, and even more so, make all the nobles respect him.

It can be said that for this battle, he will spare no expense!"

"If we escape now, even if we live for a while, when the Earl arrives, he won't spare us.

We will be executed, and in full view of everyone, the blood spurting from our heads will splatter on the flag!

Our wives will face criticism, our children will be pointed at, we will become representatives of cowards, and we will die without any value!"

"I ask you, is this what you want to see?"

By the end, it was already a roar!

The knights and militiamen shuddered, the timidity in their eyes receding, replaced by a strong sense of unwillingness and killing intent.

Vincent Ackerman stared at them, his tone changing, and said: "But what if we hold this place?"

"We will be the greatest contributors to this battle, even if we die in battle, we will be honorable, dying for the Raymond family, for the fangs of the Lion King.

Even if we die, we will have enough compensation for our sacrifice!

Your wives and children will be respected by others, and they are more likely to get enough opportunities, the opportunity to become knights!"

"I ask you now, which path do you choose?"

Just then, the second round of artillery fire came over, a curved trajectory slicing through the billowing smoke, about to fall on top of the war fortress.

This time, they were very accurate!

But at that moment, Vincent, who had been giving the speech, suddenly turned around, his knight's greatsword broke through the air, and the blooming aura wrapped around it, slashing out blades of aura.

These aura blades accurately slashed at the shells, and then, 'boom boom boom boom' explosions rang out in the air, and smoke spread in all directions.

Vincent turned back again, not caring about the explosions behind him, and roared out: "Tell me, your choice?"

At this moment, the knights were the first to have their courage awakened.

As killing machines, bravery and fearlessness were engraved in their hearts.

And those militiamen didn't really have much of a choice, if the knights and nobles surrendered, there was still a chance to live.

But their lives were cheaper than grass!

It wasn't until this moment that the knight who had stepped forward earlier spoke again: "Knight Commander, tell us, how should we fight?"

"With magic-powered cannons, we can't defend the city walls, so we'll fight them in street battles."

"You few, use the catapults, hit as much as you can!"

"And you few, all hide, wait for people to enter the fortress, you look for opportunities to strike."

"Specifically, follow what we trained before, remember, I hope to see every one of you alive! Survive!"

"Go!"

"Yes!"

Everyone quickly left, like a cloud of sand scattered into the entire fortress.

And Vincent Ackerman rode his cliff rock sheep, bouncing on the cliffs.

Not long after he left, shells fell on the ancient war fortress.

The roaring explosions made the mountains rustle, made the rocks fly, made the fortress shrouded in smoke, and made the walls shake in places.

Of course, there was also action on the Frost Moon Canyon side, with catapults being activated, launching clusters of burning rocks.

Although the accuracy wasn't great, falling from a high altitude, and with the slope, it looked very scary.

However, the three transcendent beings of the Wick family were not to be trifled with, and the aura slashes they made were even more composed.

Of course, these catapults didn't last long and were smashed by the falling artillery fire.

In front of more advanced magic-powered cannons, these outdated weapons were even more fragile.

It was also at this time that the warriors holding sturdy shields rushed up again, approaching the city walls under the cover of artillery fire.

And after setting up ladders, they quickly climbed!

At this time, although the artillery fire hadn't stopped, the angle had changed, and the point of impact was further into the fortress.

Until a dozen knights climbed onto the city walls, the artillery fire finally stopped.

In this short period of time, the six magic-powered cannons fired hundreds of shells, almost blasting the war fortress all over.

But it also opened up the situation for the knights and militiamen behind.

This time, the knights of the Wick family performed very bravely, because Daisy Wick was on the front lines.

The first in line heir of the Wick family was here, so what else was there to say, and with Daisy's order, they quickly went inside along the ancient castle.

At first, they seemed very nervous, but for a long stretch of the road, they didn't encounter a single person.

However, just as they relaxed their vigilance, knights and militiamen of the Raymond family killed out one by one.

They didn't force it, fighting if they could, running if they couldn't, relying on their familiarity with the terrain, they could disappear without a trace after turning around.

When they turned out again, when the enemies were scattered, militiamen and knights emerged from nowhere again, fighting with them!

On the cliff, Vincent Ackerman looked down from a high position, listening to the screams and the Wick family knights retreating from all directions, he grinned!

The three grand knight commanders of the Lion Knight Regiment each had their own responsibilities, and he was in charge of Frost Moon Canyon.

Although it doesn't look big here, it is intricate and complex due to the gemstone mine.

In addition, when he was stationed here, he didn't waste his training, and even brought these militiamen to do many street battle drills, which is why he has this effect now.

At this moment, he was even somewhat glad, glad that he had not indulged in pleasure.

However, these are all afterwords, now, he has to face his enemies.

Just as the three transcendent beings of the Wick family were about to enter the war fortress, he finally moved!

The cliff rock sheep jumped down, he seemed like the most fearless knight, waving the long sword in his hand.

Aura bloomed, sword light flashed, and they were already fighting in a group.

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