Magic Industrial Age

Okay, bragging is great, but the injuries on my body can't be faked!

Especially the last sword strike, Loye concentrated most of his fighting spirit on the Dawn Rapier. In order to pursue enough lethality, naturally, the defense was weakened.

And the stray dark element rays around were not to be trifled with.

So, at this time, Loye can be described as 'covered in wounds'.

Fortunately, the 'Isis Spring Wine' is indeed a divine object, and the majestic vitality is surging in his body, helping him maintain his injuries.

However, Loye didn't dare to delay. After bragging for a few words, he quickly took out the dimensional bag, took out various magic potions, picked and chose, and poured them into his mouth!

The most feared thing about dark element damage is of course the power of the holy system, so he also poured several bottles of holy water separately.

After doing all this, he sat cross-legged again, entered a state of cultivation, and worked hard to digest and guide the power of the Isis Spring Wine.

A moment later, before he could wake up from his cultivation, two figures descended from the sky.

The Iron Knight Phil Zek and the Flame Sword Saint Otto appeared. They did not disturb Loye's cultivation, and did not even get close.

However, looking at the surrounding battlefield, the complexity in their eyes could not be concealed.

After a long time, Otto sighed: "Is he able to fight a fourth-order already?"

The Iron Knight Phil was silent for a moment before saying: "It's still a bit reluctant, but it's not easy for a fourth-order to kill him!"

"If he really fights desperately, he might end up like that half-dragon man, and one careless move could lead to life and death."

"I always feel like we've lived our lives in vain for so many years."

"This is genius!"

After a few short conversations, the two of them lost interest in chatting and just waited silently.

Of course, Loye didn't keep them waiting for too long.

About half an hour later, Loye woke up from his cultivation. Although he couldn't recover to his best state, the dark elements on his body had been completely cleared, and his injuries had improved a lot.

At least, it doesn't affect his activities!

Getting up, he patted the dust off his body, looked at the Iron Knight Phil and the Flame Sword Saint Otto, and asked his doubts: "By the way, are fourth-orders so difficult to kill?"

"My last sword strike didn't just pierce the heart, the power on it should have shattered the heart.

Can he still not die with that?"

The Iron Knight Phil and the Flame Sword Saint Otto looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.

After a long while, Otto finally said: "This is hard to say, after all, even fourth-orders are divided into many professions, and each profession has different methods and abilities!

If knights or swordsmen like us are pierced through the heart, there is a high probability that we will not survive."

"If it's some black wizards, I'm afraid that digging out the heart and lungs is just the norm for sacrificial rituals;

If you encounter liches or the like, then the body is just a container that can be discarded at any time."

Phil took over the conversation: "However, that half-dragon man warlock should not belong to these, he is purely amazing vitality, he just didn't die for a while!"

"In other words, he will still die?"

"This is hard to say, if he finds a powerful priest, or some rare healing magic potion, he may be able to live."

Loye shook his head and said, "Forget it, forget it, I'll just cut off his head next time I see him."

Saying that, he got up directly, patted the dust off his body casually, and prepared to leave.

"Let's go, hurry back, the battlefield should be coming to an end!"

However, after taking a few steps, Loye stopped again, turning left and right, as if looking for something.

"Lord Earl, what's wrong?"

"Why do I always feel like something is missing?"

"Did you leave something behind during the battle?"

"This, this?"

Loye turned around and suddenly looked at his hands: "Where's my sword? Dawn Rapier, my top-quality magic weapon?"

"It seems to be on that half-dragon man's body?!"

"I'm so..."

Losing his weapon, Loye was very angry, especially since he felt like something was missing without anything in his hand.

But even if he was angry, he couldn't bring the half-dragon man back and beat him up, so he could only rummage through the dimensional bag and find a rapier to replace it.

Fortunately, everything on the mortal battlefield went smoothly!

After the head of Marquis Carlisle appeared, the knights no longer had any fighting spirit and almost collapsed.

Those powerful knights also gathered some people in an attempt to escape, but most of them chose to surrender directly!

During the time that Loye did not return, the Lion Knights and a group of militiamen had already cleaned up the battlefield under the command of Grand Knight Commander Alfonso.

When Loye returned, they were still busy.

However, watching Loye walk slowly, whether it was a knight or a militiaman, they stopped their movements unconsciously.

The battlefield became very quiet, and only the groans of some wounded soldiers were still heard, but with the follow of countless people, they also lowered their voices unconsciously.

Until more and more people gathered, until the knights led by Alfonso arrived, Loye didn't say any nonsense, he just pulled out the replacement rapier and raised it to the sky.

"In this battle, we won!"

"So, the knights of the Flower Collar, the supporters of the Lion King, you can cheer as much as you want!"

So, cheers rang out on the battlefield, and countless people threw the items in their hands into the sky.

They celebrated the victory of this war in this way!

Even Loye looked at them with a smile. The victory of this battle belonged to him and to everyone. They had the right to celebrate.

Of course, there were still too many things to do after the war, and celebrations and distribution of credit had to be put off.

There are a lot of things to do right now!

Cleaning the battlefield, rescuing the wounded, counting the number of people, burying the corpses, detaining the prisoners, recording the harvest...

Anyway, there are too many things to do!

However, Loye is a good manager. It is impossible to do everything himself. Everyone has to share a little of the trivial matters and let them complete them.

Those who are named not only do not feel tired, but think that they have been reused.

Loye calculated a little and assigned tasks to several grand knights, and also asked Grand Knight Commander Alfonso to coordinate in the middle.

Then, he went to the central military tent on his own.

Of course, it is impossible to be lazy. After the war, various data and information are also constantly gathering here.

For example, in this battle, the losses of the Flower Collar were not serious. With Loye's presence, the precise arrangement under the [Lion King Title](狮子王爵: Lion King Title) had minimized the knight charge that should have been the biggest loss.

However, after Loye left, during the time that Alfonso commanded, although the knights fought bravely against the enemy, there were also many losses.

However, on the whole, only 30 to 40 formal knights were killed or injured, half of whom were injured.

And there were more knight attendants who died. They had to follow the knights to the most dangerous battlefield, but they did not have the strength of the knights, so naturally more people would die.

But it is very good that it does not exceed 20% of the knight attendants.

And the lowest casualties were the militia!

This was almost impossible in the past, because every time there was a war, they were cannon fodder and the most deaths!

But this time, under Loye's command, the most they did was travel and clean up the battlefield!

The real action was only when cleaning up the mess, but there were not many casualties.

This was a bit unbelievable in the past.

Anyway, when Vincent Ackerman finished counting the data, he felt that there was something wrong with his eyes.

Of course, what is more worth mentioning is the prisoners, a large number of prisoners!

Not to mention the Wick family, in this battle alone, the Carlisle family had as many as four third-order transcendents(超凡: transcendent) captured.

At the end of the war, if they were determined to escape, it would be difficult to catch them, but they could only become prisoners by dragging a group of people with them.

And about 300 formal knights were also imprisoned, and about the same number ran away.

As for the militiamen and knight attendants, there were too many to count.

These prisoners are a huge gain. Anyway, Loye calculated it casually and found that not only would he not lose money in this battle, but he would also make money.

Please remember that this 'making money' is to be added to the shells they consumed.

Finally, the most noteworthy thing is that Loye obtained a magic mirror.

Inside the central military tent,

Loye stroked the magic mirror, feeling the strange magic patterns, and also tried to infuse magic power.

However, his little magic power was naturally enough when using magic energy guns.

But it was not enough for this magic item.

So, he roared: "Walter, Walter, where is my mage leader?"

Ms. Palacios's apprentice, a third-order transcendent mage, Walter, who seemed to have opened the door to a new world in this battle, immediately rushed to Loye.

He pressed his hands, and the magic power surged, and he saw that the magic eye was activated, and various scenes were reflected in the mirror.

Seemingly to demonstrate, Walter urged the magic eye and turned around in the void.

So, the scenes seen by the magic eye were all reflected on the mirror.

With the advantage of height, the magic mirror can observe within a radius of ten miles.

"Walter, this treasure is entrusted to you, remember to keep it safe for me!"

"It's simple, I can also do some maintenance to ensure that Lord Earl is in the best condition as long as he uses it.

That is..."

"What is it?"

"That magic energy cannon, can it? Can it?"

"Don't worry, I always have to organize an artillery battalion. When the time comes, you can play as you want?!"

"That's great! That's great!"

Walter felt that he had changed. In the past, he thought that magic was the most beautiful, like his bride, keeping him fresh and wanting to explore.

Now, he thinks that explosion is the real art!

However, Loye changed the subject and said: "However, before that, you have to help me with one thing."

"What?"

"After the war, we must tell everyone our victory in the shortest possible time!"

"Believe me, the news will spread and it will be very lively."