Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

The first time the Loman soldiers encountered the ornithopters, they were in the same situation as the first time the Orions saw their armored vehicles.

When the teleportation array unfolded and giant mechanical beasts flapped their wings and flew out from the light, the Roman soldiers had no idea what these flying things were.

The first reaction was even curiosity.

How did such a big metal toto fly into the sky?

Where do they come from?

The Romans didn't know the origin of the flapping-wing aircraft and still suffered from the Internet blockade.

If you have some understanding of the current world situation, when you see man-made objects that are made of machinery and magic and have strange shapes, your first reaction will be that they are made by Sutton or the Drogo Group.

This has become a stereotype of the Drogo Group among residents of other countries.

What? I've never seen this thing before, and it's so weird!
That must be from the Drogo Group.

Although they had no idea what it was or where it came from, the soldiers immediately lay down and approached the armored vehicles due to their excellent tactical qualities and intuition about unknown dangers.

It’s always better to hide first.

Lying prone in the mud, Tucker looked carefully up at the sky.

You cannot open fire without the squad leader's order to attack.

And Tucker didn't think that the shot could reach that height.

As the flying objects got closer and closer, when they were about to approach the legion, they dived like eagles ready to catch their prey.

Now all of Roman's soldiers realized that these things were coming for them.

But why?
When did the Principality of Orion have such a thing? Roman's intelligence agency has not received any news about it. And if they had it, why didn't they take it out earlier and use it only when one third of the country was lost.

They were not given time to figure it out.

"Open the shield!"

The squad leader shouted at the top of his lungs.

The standard equipment of the Roman army infantry includes a temporary protection school spell-generating amulet for use in extreme emergencies.

Tucker quickly opened the amulet, and immediately his entire body was wrapped in a light golden protective shield.

Use your arms to slightly prop up your body, keeping it a few centimeters away from the ground, to prevent the vibrations caused by large explosion spells from being transmitted directly into the torso through the ground and causing internal organ damage.

Then Tucker began to pray, hoping that the attack would not hit his head and that the shield would work.

This is the case with ordinary soldiers in war. Experience and skills are of no use in many cases, and only luck can really save lives.

Too many outstanding soldiers died in unclear circumstances, and sometimes the causes of death were so absurd as to be funny.

Tucker prayed and trembled uncontrollably.

However, a few minutes later, the imagined spell bombing did not happen.

There is not even any sound.

Unable to suppress his curiosity, Tucker raised his head slightly and glanced up at the sky.

It was completely different from what I had imagined.

During recruit training before going into battle, Tucker underwent rigorous training, including recognizing all weapons that the enemy might use.

Mainly it’s about the stuff Drogo took out during the Sardon Civil War.

Although the Roman Empire does not directly attack Sutton, it does not mean that Drogo will not sell advanced weapons to other countries.

However, the training did not state that these things were all manufactured by Sutton, but were arranged for various countries.

Because if they are all made in one country, then that country is too advanced.

Roman does not allow Roman people to know that there are other countries that are more advanced.

Tucker, who had done well in recruit training, knew very well that the heavy machine gun could shoot high-temperature elemental streams, cover various large spells, and could be unfolded into black pillars of various magic arrays.

But what these flying objects dropped were none of those.

Those giant metal beasts flapped their wings and sprinkled "petal rain". The white petal-shaped substance floated like rain and snow all over the area where the siege troops were.

what is this?
Tucker curiously caught a piece in his hand.

It's not that he is brave enough to attack directly, but he has been covered with a lot of wounds. If it were dangerous, he would have died countless times by now.

The "petals" passed through the pale golden protective shield, proving harmless.

Tucker pinched it doubtfully, and it immediately turned into dust and drifted away with the wind.

What is this for?

He didn't believe that the Principality of Orion had made such a big fuss and set up several giant teleportation arrays just to scatter flower petals to create an atmosphere when they were preparing to attack the city.

If that were the case, he would not only have to question the fighting ability of the Orion people, but also whether their brains were normal.

Seeing that there was no dangerous situation, many soldiers, including Tucker, got up from the ground.

Some people laughed out loud, "I was so scared, I thought something like this would happen..."

Tucker looked around and didn't see anyone injured, nor did he see anyone attacking from the castle in the distance, proving that they were not there to cooperate with the defending troops.

what is it?

Ah!
Tucker suddenly noticed that the "petals" that were falling onto the armored vehicle were changing color, becoming more and more red.

He suddenly realized something.

I immediately turned around to look in the direction where the flying objects flew away, only to see them making a nimble circle in the sky, turning back and making another dive.

"Scatter!" Tucker shouted until his voice broke. "This is to locate the tank. Get away from it!"

But it was too late.

The speed of the flapping-wing squadron's second dive was much faster than the first, almost faster than sound.

Along with the second dive, dense spell prisms descended from the sky.

Unlike the information that Roman's army had, these spell prisms did not unfold into a magic circle in mid-air, but had tracking capabilities, spraying flames and accurately shooting at each chariot.

The prisms began to unfold only after they chiseled into the chariot's protective shield. Powerful magic power burst out in a concentrated, small range at a very close distance, and the ejected stream of magic pierced through the chariot body mercilessly, as easily as piercing a wet paper.

What's worse is that the engines and ammunition used by the Lohmann armored vehicles are flammable and explosive.

The high temperature caused by the spell jet penetrating the armor quickly caused the engine to spontaneously ignite, and the flames spread to the ammunition depot.

The tragedy happened.

The steel torrent that the armored division was so proud of turned into bombs and began to explode from the inside out.

Unfortunately, most protective spells are one-way and can only resist attacks from the outside but not block damage from the inside out.

The explosions that followed destroyed the infantry that followed the tanks.

The shock wave of the explosion lifted Tucker high up before he could escape, and it felt like he had run into a wall.

Only this time it was the "wall" that hit him.

Amid the sharp ringing in his ears, Tucker watched his comrades who were closer to the tank than he was being engulfed by flames.

I flew in the sky for only a few seconds, but it felt like several hours.

It was the first time since he joined the war that he was so close to death that he lost the ability to think.

He didn't feel any pain when he fell to the ground. Under the effect of hormones, Tucker only felt numbness and burning. He wanted to get up and run anywhere, but found that he could not control his legs.

I propped myself up with my hands and suddenly saw a broken leg in front of me. The boots it was wearing looked very familiar...

The first batch of hundreds of armored vehicles and thousands of people participating in the siege were engulfed in flames within minutes, and smoke and dust dyed the thick fog black and red.

Even after suffering such a heavy blow, the Roman army still demonstrated its extraordinary capabilities.

The active forces immediately organized a counterattack.

Led by a senior general, a quasi-legendary ranger, the team of mages following behind the chariot regiment began to try to shoot at the ornithopters.

Due to ordinary spells, it is impossible to hit the air at the height of the flapping-wing aircraft.

The ranger immediately formulated a tactic, the mage group did the amplification and enchantment, and he did the accurate shooting. Even if he could only kill one person, it would be a victory.

The ranger used the elven longbow filled with magic power and carried arrows condensed by magic. He aimed at a flapping-wing aircraft that was rising after a dive and launched an attack that condensed the efforts of hundreds of people.

The arrow drew a long line in the air and accurately hit the defense of the left wing of the ornithopter.

The onboard protective shield could not withstand this powerful blow and turned into fragments after flashing a few times.

It can be done!

The ranger's confidence increased, and he shot it down with his next arrow.

However, before the next enchanted arrow took shape, a new teleportation array unfolded in front of the flapping-wing aircraft that had lost its protective shield, and then the aircraft disappeared.

Then, another brand new flapping-wing aircraft with complete protective shield appeared from the teleportation.

The arrow shot by the ranger was apparently noticed, and several flapping-wing aircraft aimed in that direction.

……

At this time, Knox was in the castle.

The lord and his soldiers were stunned.

Inside the crowded castle, everyone realized at this moment that they seemed to be winning without any effort?

A lord is still a lord. Although he sits in this position mainly because of his bloodline, he still has some abilities.

For example, he has extensive experience in taking credit for his own work.

He keenly judged that it was time to win the first historic victory for the Principality of Orion against the Roman Empire.

Whether you can go down in history depends on today!

The lord stood at the highest point of the city wall and once again drew out his ancestral sword, not forgetting to cast an illumination spell on the sword to make it look dazzling.

"Heroes of Knox Territory!"

The lord's powerful, amplified voice echoed throughout the castle.

"The opportunity is right before our eyes. You and I will deal a fatal blow to those corrupt Roman invaders outside the city who are in league with the devil! Knights, mount your horses!"

Soon, the castle gate opened and a team of fully armed knights appeared in formation.

Judging from the appearance, this is a fairly traditional order of knights, with traditional armor and traditional lances.

The unconventional part is that the enchanted protection on the knights is no longer designed for physical combat skills like before. Physical protection depends entirely on the armor itself, and all enchantments are applied for protective magic.

In addition to the sword he used when he accidentally fell off his horse, he also had a pistol on his waist.

It can be said that this is the struggle and compromise made by traditional knights at a time of change.

The lord stared at the ornithopters.

He was sure that this was reinforcement, but real war was not a game, and friendly damage was real damage.

They rushed forward before the ornithopter had finished exploding, more or less seeking death.

Finally, after confirming that the bombing had moved further away, the lord cleared his throat.

"Cavalry, charge!"

……

Meanwhile, in Sutton.

The Sutton Air Force Command, which was established not long ago.

Drogo was watching the images coming back from the front.

Beating Loman is only part of the problem. The important thing is to let people from other countries see the power of Drogo's products.

A large-scale real-life advertisement.

So of course there has to be filming.

In addition to the flapping-wing aircraft responsible for the attack, a stealth dragon carrying a camera was also sent out.

This may be the most capable war correspondent in history.

You can run to the most dangerous place, and as long as the camera can withstand it, you can shoot as close as you want.

Watching the final end of this battle.

Drogo never expected that in this era, he would be able to form a cavalry regiment to charge at the infantry.

I have to say, the scene of cavalry charging infantry looks really relaxing.

What’s more, the ones charging in were the remnants of soldiers who had just been bombed, were missing limbs and were in a daze.

It's like playing Dynasty Warriors.

It's still of low difficulty.

"Well, this battle should be over. There's nothing interesting to see next. The effect is good."

Drogo stood up and stretched his neck.

"Of course the effect is good..."

Figosin, who was watching the game, sounded unhappy.

"I've spent so much money, and if the results are still not good, how can I explain it to the taxpayers?"

Not long ago, when Drogo found her and said that they had an air force and air superiority, they were almost invincible, but it was a bit expensive.

She approved it very readily at the time, and the parliament voted in favor of it quite readily as well.

But no one expected that it would cost so much.

Even Sutton, one of the richest countries in the world, has to spend money very painfully.

A plane costs nearly a million gold coins, and each spell it casts costs several thousand gold coins. The supporting facilities are more expensive than each other.

Drogo even waved the bill for training pilots for reimbursement. The elimination rate and the cost were so eye-irritating.

In addition, a huge amount of money was spent to ensure that this "advertisement" achieved the best effect.

Master Owlbear led the team to design a super-large teleportation array, which theoretically allowed the flapping-wing aircraft to fly all over the world.

Every time the teleportation array is opened, my heart bleeds.

This time it was opened about twenty times.

Fortunately, there are a total of twelve flapping-wing aircraft, which are all that the Drogo Group has produced so far.

No matter how many times you send it, it won't work.

The only cost-effective one is the one that attacks tanks.

Drogo rigorously demonstrated that although randomly throwing bombs and bombing the ground could achieve fire suppression, it would not be very effective in killing tanks, so a plan must be had.

Finally, we came up with this guidance plan.

The petals that are scattered are used to locate individuals with high magic power, and then the spell prism will chase after them.

Higher accuracy than manual aiming.

At the same time, the cost of the prism exceeded one thousand gold coins.

I hope the Roman tank costs more, otherwise I will lose money every time I destroy one.

Compared to the painful Figithin, Drogo is much happier.

He was the one collecting the money anyway, and he had thought that one or two planes might be lost due to operational errors, but he didn't expect that all of them were returned.

Worth celebrating.

At the same time, a more celebratory message was delivered.

Aisha reported that Master El had something important to tell her.

Zhuo Ge's eyes lit up, "The sun has grown?" (End of this chapter)