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Chapter 600 My miracle is this unparalleled army!

An invisible barrier as clear and transparent as blue crystal descended from the sky, covering the five hybrids.

Proviso personally commanded this offensive:

"Roland is not worthy of being a brave man, but he actually thinks that steel and gunpowder can resist the caster. Go ahead, in the face of endless magic power, even the simplest tactics cannot resist!
"Let humans understand that they are all bugs in the face of miracles!"

The hybrids that broke through the formation were blessed by Canaan's strong shield. As the pioneers of the army, they rushed towards the Sun Fortress, Crown Fortress, Obtuse Fortress and Multifaceted Fortress. The leading hybrid beast had the most terrifying momentum. Its sturdy tentacles were as thick as stone pillars, and its sharp claws and serrated fangs swept through the unarmored infantry under the tentacles.

In the blink of an eye, the infantrymen in various positions attacked by the five hybrids were covered in blood and flesh. Dark red fragments and broken limbs mixed with sand and dust flew around. The swarming tentacles rolled through the flesh and blood, swallowing it up cleanly!

These huge targets immediately attracted a barrage of fire from the artillery. The 600 cannons of the Bayerlan Artillery Corps that arrived at the front line turned around and fired at the five Primarchs.

The lead bullets from Zhihong hit the shield, and the arcs of light that appeared and disappeared reflected each other, reflecting colorful and mysterious ripples. The shield of the mixed body repaired at an astonishing speed. Occasionally, an attack penetrated the shield, hit the thick purple-black scales and bounced off, and the repaired shield immediately filled the gap.

The Hybrids, under the volley of fire, crushed the infantry's defenses.

Bayerlan's army had experience fighting against mythical creatures such as dragons, behemoths, and hydras, but the tribes of these terrifying creatures had faded over time, and their followers were at best fading. With the support of the elves, who had the strongest magical civilization, the strength of the Hybrids had surpassed any monster that had appeared in previous wars.

In the command post, Roland had been issuing instructions since the moment he saw the giant cocoon of the Hybrid:
"Infantry units near the impact point retreat to the second line of defense and must maintain the continuity of the front; artillery and rocket fire extend to cut off small enemy units.

"Sniper team, go take these things out!"

The front line of the Grand Republic Army was deployed according to the plan. The battle infantry's communication means could not respond in time in an emergency, but each battalion and squadron had a plan to fight against strong combat units. They could hold their positions under the leadership of officers, or enter nearby fortifications, or disperse in small teams to trenches and breastworks for shelter.

The artillery team could not penetrate the shield and heavy armor of the Hybrid-Prime, so they quickly adjusted their firepower and bombarded the Withered Mage following behind the Hybrid-Prime with grenades and buckshot.

A portion of the frontline phalanxes and artillery were completely wiped out, and the remaining battalions and artillery formed more than a dozen temporary battalion-level battle groups with officers, extraordinary people and sergeants as the core, and squadrons and squads as the basis. After the unstoppable hybrid passed, each battle group relied on its position to form a coherent defense line.

"Here, fight to the end!"

The battle line that had been torn into several gaps reassembled like sticky glue. In order to break through the defense line, the withered mages and some half-elf troops that followed up ran into these battle groups.

With the sound of rapid military trumpets, the two armies engaged in a chaotic battle. The Bayerlan infantrymen who filled the front line did not have time to form a hollow square formation, and could only meet the enemy in a horizontal formation. The Canaan troops, mainly composed of the Withered, moved forward quickly like wild beasts, and the black mass of troops rushed towards the breastwork and trenches.

Volleys of gunfire came one after another, and the entire battle line was shrouded in thick white smoke. Only small ramparts and gun positions that served as support points and observation posts floated above the smoke, like towers in the clouds. The artillerymen stripped off their shirts and fired shotgun shells as fast as they could.

There is no need to aim anymore, under the gun position barrier are the withered mages rolling like raging waves.

These monsters were completely out of control, and even the half-elves could no longer restrain them. They killed or ran around based on their instincts.

"Shotgun!" An officer rushed to the front line with a 6-pounder, set up the gun barrel and aimed at the gap between the two squadrons, "Fire!"

Many cavalry artillery were sent to the front to block the gap. Based on the experience of the Jin Ge battle, once the psychic units entered the hand-to-hand combat, they could kill at least four to five times the number of ordinary infantry. At this time, light artillery needed to be deployed immediately to bombard the gap in the defense line to prevent the breakthrough point of the battle line from spreading like a dam burst.

The officers and sergeants at each gun position did not specify the scale. As soon as the cannons were loaded with shotgun shells, they fired at the tentacles and inhuman outlines rolling in the smoke in front of or below the gun positions. Dozens of shotgun shells were ejected as the muzzles bounced, forming a dense barrage. The withered magic gathered in front of the bayonets and breastworks were killed in batches.

"Infantry fire!"

The infantry officers also lost control of their troops and could only maintain a small group of people around them. The dense smoke from the artillery fire covered the battlefield, and the strong wind blew the smoke away in gusts.

As the gunshots rang out, black shadows passed through the crowd one after another. The moment they landed, the ghostly creatures spun their tentacles, raised their sharp blades in the crowd, and turned around to slash horizontally like a whirlwind.

Amid the flashing of swords, the infantry were chopped down in large numbers, and the warm blood formed small rivers.

The withered mages kept breaking through the defenses. As long as one of them rushed into the crowd, its sharp claws and dancing tentacles would cause a bloody storm. Soon, the withered mages broke through many defenses.

Roland saw through the telescope that a position was breached. The infantrymen, holding bayonets or using Molotov cocktails filled with kerosene, fought with these monsters, and then were indiscriminately sprayed with buckshot by the artillerymen who rushed to block the gap.

One position after another was ablaze with flames, and white-hot flames were spreading everywhere.

five hundred meters,
Four hundred meters!
Five terrifying creatures had penetrated the infantry line and even entered the blind spot of the heavy artillery. The soldiers on the Sun Fortress could see the deep veins on the bodies of the Hybrids, like gullies cracked after the earth dried up, with parasite-like tentacles wriggling in them. The flames erupting from the swollen body under the scales were even more than ten steps long!
The walls of the bastions were low but thick, and the Hybrid-Prime was able to leap over them in a single stride, leaving a trail of burning ash along the trenches, ramparts, and parapets.

"The Hybrid-Prime has breached the Obtuse Fortress."

"The Redoubt position was lost."

The headquarters of the Sun Fortress could already clearly see the tentacles of the Hybrid Primal beast. Erza, Sidious and Baldwin had all rushed to support them, and even Count Larmore was ready for battle beside Roland.

"It's my turn. Is it my turn? I'm going to fight the Primarch!" Roland snorted, "You will take over the headquarters."

"I have only fought elves in dreams," the Count said, holding his sword, "this is simply an ocean."

"I understand. Yes, if it's too intense at the beginning, it's hard to last long..." Roland wiped the sweat from his forehead and put on his helmet. "That's really embarrassing."

However, they did not plan to evacuate.

Just as the Hybrids were advancing madly, teams of assault teams wearing full body armor had already taken position in all directions.

Their attire was different from that of the infantry and cavalry, and even different from that of the Beyonders. The torsos and limbs of their armor were covered with red energy networks that looked like tendons and blood vessels, which could guide and enhance psychic energy, increase strength and endurance, and even conceal their bodies.

This is the new unit "Ghost" formed by the Grand Republic Army by integrating ghost shooters and advanced assault scouts. It is equipped with special bows or rifles. Arrows and ammunition can be enhanced by psychic energy when fired. The firing rate is lower than that of conventional equipment, while the penetration against heavy armor and psychic units is enhanced, causing horrific sniper damage to the target.

The Ghost Corps is composed entirely of Extraordinary Persons, who are under the unified command of Sidious. They have the privilege of independent action and the authority to move freely on the battlefield.

Regular troops have difficulty resisting Canaan's high-level psychic units. Therefore, once this happens, the Grand Republic Army must delay the enemy in the chaos of positional warfare at all costs to create conditions for the "Ghost" to snipe!

"Oh!"

The sound was like plucking dense strings, and the light like meteors swept across in patches.

The shield of the Mixed Primal Plunderer that had already entered the Obtuse Fortress burst instantly. The stream of light cut off its tentacles, broke through the heavy armor, and exploded a large ball of mucus behind it. This powerful psychic creature suddenly paused, and before its surging psychic shield could be repaired, the brightest beam of light shot out from a corner of the bastion, piercing its head, and splashing brain-like fluids and tissue fragments dozens of meters high.

Then, the Mix-Primordial Destroyer that was wreaking havoc in the Polyhedron further away also let out an earth-shattering howl.

"it is good!

"Roland, us, eh?"

Count Larmore also saw this scene. He turned around and saw that the commander-in-chief had disappeared.

The strongest Hybridoid beast had already rushed to the center of the Burning Sun Fortress. The barriers, heavy artillery, and sniper fire along the way could not stop it. Its rampage momentum even surpassed the most powerful battleship!

It crushed the city wall, kicked away the heavy artillery, and swept the flaming whip in its hand, and the exploding ammunition formed a fire snake under its feet!
This is the Canaan strategic unit, which has surpassed the limit of Sequence 4 with its super-standard attack, defense and regeneration alone! Its amazing size and weight doubled the power of this brutal breakthrough. Its goal was to penetrate the Sun Fortress and take the miracle behind it. All the ranged attacks that could be mobilized were aimed at this behemoth, and the dense flashes almost formed a straight line.

Even with such an attack, it only peeled off large and small pieces from the body of this strongest hybrid, and the red shield became dim and bright again!
At this moment, a tall figure stood out from the chaotic army. He wore an Arcanite Dreadnought Helmet, Abyssal Molten Boots, Silver Scale Elemental Armor on his chest, Thorn Shelter on his shoulders, a seven-layer black tower shield as thick as a city wall in his left hand, and a silver-bladed giant sword that imprisoned ball lightning in his right hand. "Pay attention to my fire resistance, and increase the shield!"

Roland's mouth twitched uncontrollably with excitement. He raised his giant sword and pointed it toward the sky. 39 selected Beyonders were already spread out in an arc.

Flames billowed, smoke rose to the sky, and the giant hybrid beast stepped on the corpses burned to ashes and could penetrate the battle formation from a hundred meters away.

In a blink of an eye, the beast swept over. Roland raised his tower shield and intercepted it at a very high speed. He bent his waist and sat on his horse to block the raised flaming blade, raised his shield and hit it with all his strength! !

"哐——!"

The sound waves whistled, and the visible shock waves knocked down everyone within a radius of 100 meters. Even the Mixer felt a brief dizziness, and its huge mouthparts emitted a muffled groan-like echo.

The feeling of that collision was like the whole world was shaking under your feet!

Roland was knocked out, and his shield was instantly destroyed. His heavy armor cracked and fragments flew out. He fell heavily to the ground, and slid more than ten meters with the remaining momentum, bringing up a large cloud of dust. The Beyonders who helped him in the battle were all nervous. However, Roland rolled over and stood up again from his kneeling position. Blood oozed out from the gap in his helmet, and instantly covered his face. He looked extremely tragic!
Roland took off his helmet, threw it on the ground, wiped the blood from his eyes with the back of his hand, and without saying a word, he gripped the greatsword tightly and strode towards the Primarch!
He strode forward, like a heroic spirit guarding a strong pass alone in the firelight, leaving behind only a kind and insurmountable figure of his back to his fearful teammates.

When he was twenty steps closer to the Hybrid, Roland struck his shield with his sword, and amid the buzzing sound he let out a heart-wrenching roar:

"Roland is here!"

The sound waves spread in all directions and even reached the ears of Provis and Paulus on the White Tower. The two powerful elves were also shocked.

Amid the tumbling of steel and fire, Roland and the 100,000-strong Republican Army stood before the giant beast. The roar of the brave man echoed between heaven and earth.

"Roland is here!"

Roland struck the tower shield with his sword again.

The 100,000-strong army was inspired, their blood and fighting spirit surged, which frightened the withered magicians and made the chaotic entities hesitate to move forward.

Provis on the White Tower was greatly provoked. He whipped the Primarch with his scepter and ordered a general attack to the entire army.

The Grand Republic Army's position was already shattered. Even though they had held back the Hybrid-Chronicles with their depth and tens of thousands of casualties, their bodies, strength, material and spirit had been depleted to the point where they could no longer continue!

"At this moment, deploy regular troops!"

Provis gave the order, and the Canaanite super-heavy cavalry and the main force of the half-elf army moved forward, rushing towards the battlefield full of fire and smoke. At the same time, the mixed-primordia also moved, making a dull and loud noise like a mixture of bulls and elephants. Amid the rapid horns, the main force of Canaan swarmed in.

At 6:27 on June 9, the two armies were engaged in a chaotic battle.

The elven regular army that pressed forward continuously compressed the front line, and little by little pushed back the Grand Republic Army from the positions of Crown Fort, Obtuse Fort and Multifaceted Fort, and attacked the Sun Bastion from the north and west.

The situation on the battlefield was in a stalemate. The giant hybrid beast roared and trampled heavily on the ground. Ten Beyonders who supported Roland had died in battle, and even Roland himself was covered in wounds.

However, he did not retreat. Even if he had to face a demigod, he would fight until the sky collapsed and the earth broke.

The chaos caused the command systems of both armies to lose control of their troops. The only information available was that the casualties of the Bayerlan Republic Army were alarmingly high, and Canaan had made breakthroughs in various positions.

Paulus could not make a judgment and could only suppress the reserve troops. Provis swung his staff and the void tore a crack in front of him. In a blink of an eye, this powerful demigod appeared in the air behind the hybrid beast, looking down at Roland with a smug look:

"In front of miracles, you are all bugs!
"Look, you bald hero. Canaan possesses the supreme mystery that can create demigods, and countless wonders that you can't even imagine! This is the upgrade of magic! We have arrived at a brand new era. Do you have this glorious miracle!?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw something in the dust.

"Oh, it's finally here.

"hahahahahahahaha!"

Roland laughed loudly:

"Spellcaster, elf, what is a miracle!?"

Roland steadied his steps. Behind him, the smoke was suddenly pierced by a silver light.

Behind the bastion, amid the continuous roar of artillery bombardment, silver breastplates and shining bayonets emerged in large numbers, forming a long bright line that stretched across the battlefield.

Accompanied by brisk military music, the miles-long linear formation marched to the beat of drums. With the rumbling of footsteps, rows of bayonets rose and fell like waves. More than 36,000 infantrymen marched in almost the same pace, at a speed of 80 steps per minute, and moved forward in an orderly manner under the guidance of flying flags.

The frontmost team was surrounded by an eagle banner wrapped in a golden wreath. The girl under the eagle banner had long golden hair tied into a long braid, which was as dazzling as pure gold and matched the silver breastplate.

As soon as he saw the girl's face clearly, Provis was so shocked that he was speechless.

"Humph."

Roland stands on the earth:
"The three thousand years of planning have blossomed at this moment, which is the choice of the world. The great cause has come into being, which is the proof of the hard work of me and countless comrades!

"Look,
“Whether we are knocked down a hundred times or a thousand times, even if our bodies are destroyed, the pace of time cannot be stopped. It is this material, people’s, and endless army that is fighting against you!

"The positions that the warriors who sacrificed their lives under your swords and magic defended were precisely the time we bought to deploy our forces. You were delayed here by the flesh and blood of me and my comrades, and the hammers that will fall next will be the full-strength blows of the heavy grenadiers and cuirassiers!
"My miracle is this unrivaled army!"

Loud bugle calls accompanied the sound of gunfire on the front line, and the heavy infantry armies of the Grand Republican Army, including the 10th, 12th, 15th, and 16th Armies equipped with flintlock rifles and breastplates, joined the battlefield.

They lined up under the eagle flag, in neat rows and with calm expressions. Among them were humans, half-elves, commoners, nobles, mortals, and extraordinary people. The believers of the Church of the Gods wore the emblem of faith on their uniforms, standing shoulder to shoulder with pagans and non-believers! When they appeared in the fog of war, the glory of victory spread its wings and flew over the battlefield.

In front of the army, the girl with silver armor and golden hair held up the eagle flag:
“Brothers and sisters,

"Even if we are originally incompatible enemies and irreconcilable hostility, please trust each other now!
“It’s not for the glory of a certain belief, but to open up a future path for this world!

"I swear in the name of Krista Alicia,

"Drive magic out of this world!"

With the eagle flag pointed, the reinforcements of the Great Republic Army pressed forward in full force, charging at the elves who had rushed into the position under the cover of cannon fire. Wearing breastplates, they fought with bayonets and grenades on the breastworks and trenches of the bastions, and drove the enemy out from the ruins of buildings and under the city walls.

Explosions sounded one after another. The Canaanite army entangled between the fortress and various positions did not know whether to advance or retreat for a while. The Bayerlan front-line troops immediately stabilized their positions.

At the same time, everyone felt their eardrums vibrate slightly, like the echo of air being squeezed. The sound was faint and looming, and in just a dozen seconds, it gathered into a majestic roar!
Everyone smelled a hint of the arrogance of blood, and the sound was amplified to like summer thunder, sweeping over from the side of the battlefield.

At first, the center of the elves' army could not be seen clearly. The next second, the ground seemed to be surging with waves, and the sand and gravel were bouncing up.

The cavalry group composed of cuirassiers, hussars and dragoons was as fierce as a dragon and rolled like a mad tide. They swept in from the left wing of the battlefield, smashing the Canaanite troops near the multi-faceted fort in one fell swoop and dragging them into the fierce and rapid turbid ocean.

At the same time as the armored grenadiers arrived, the cuirassiers led by Griffith circled to the left wing and then went straight for the core of the Canaanite army.