Magic Industrial Age.

Chapter 492-490: King of Land Warfare, On the Move (Please Subscribe)

The development of the magic energy industry and the prosperity of the economy are often accompanied by the siphoning and concentration of population.

Outwardly, this manifests as an increasing population and growing prosperity in human settlements.

The most obvious examples are, of course, Brussels and Siren Port.

An industrial hub and a transportation port have attracted a large population, but to say that apart from Brussels, the rest of the Flower Territory is not developing?

Of course not!
In fact, the development of the flower-themed area is holistic.

Former small towns have become cities; former villages have transformed into fully-equipped towns due to population growth.

Take Sunset Town as an example. It used to be the most important horse breeding ground in Flower Territory, providing the knights with the finest warhorses.

However, when the knights declined and the demand for warhorses decreased significantly, an economic crisis occurred here.

In the end, it was Luo Yi who made the decision!

Besides raising horses, they also raised a large number of livestock, including cattle, sheep, chickens, and ducks, thus becoming the most important meat supplier in the Flower Territory.

As people have more money, they naturally want to eat better and supplement their nutrition, which naturally increases the demand for meat. After the development of animal husbandry, this place not only did not decline, but became more and more prosperous.

Nowadays, Sunset Town has become Sunset City. Although it is only a small city, it handles a lot of livestock every day, and the passing of Kintil has made the residents of the city relatively wealthy.

And this is by no means an isolated case!

Badac, located about 30 miles east of Brussels, was originally a small village with about 30 households and a population of about 100.

Its existence is for the convenience of taking care of the surrounding fields.

However, as Brussels developed, this area, as a major transportation hub, received caravans coming and going daily, and thus also developed.

As more and more buildings were constructed, more and more people were attracted, and they built two-story houses along both sides of the road.

Most of the ground floor houses various businesses, including grocery stores, bakeries, pubs, hotels, and even gambling dens.

He truly indulged in all sorts of vices, including eating, drinking, gambling, and prostitution.

The second floor was used as the family's residence.

Because it is a newly built town, following the planning of the Earl's Mansion, there is not even a fence here.

Even if it's installed, it's useless. Even city walls can't stop the bombardment of magic-powered field cannons.

Just outside the town, a road sign was erected beside the main road, with an arrow pointing directly to the town and four characters written on it.

—Badak Town!
Tap tap, tap tap!
A dull thud of hooves followed, accompanied by a thunderous roar like an earthquake. The first Infernal Knight appeared, then stopped at the road sign.
Subsequently, more Infernal Knights arrived in droves. Although there were only a hundred or so riders, they managed to create the imposing aura of a thousand troops, an unstoppable force.

Among all the knights, the most arrogant was none other than Duke Aquinas Graham.

The Komodo beast he rode was about half a head taller than the others, and its entire body was covered with various sword and knife wounds.

Although the integrity of the scales was damaged, the fierce aura of surviving countless battles was undeniable.

In fact, this Fiery Prison Komodo beast was no less formidable than its master.

Its occasional head shake or pause in action instilled fear in the other Komodo dragons.

Spurring his mount to the road sign, Duke Aquinas Graham casually swung his battle axe and smashed the sign to pieces.

He arrogantly declared, "I don't like this name. Let's change it from now on."

An adjutant immediately replied, "Yes, I will relay your orders to the officials who will take over the command."

These two military officers are openly interfering in internal affairs, yet they see no impropriety whatsoever.

Duke Aquinas Graham then asked, "When will the 113th Division arrive?"

"About an hour later, my legs finally slowed down."

Duke Aquinas Graham laughed: "Perfect timing, we can clean up the battlefield when we arrive."

The adjutant picked up the conversation, speaking with disdain: "That's all they're good for."

"Although what you said is very true, shut up. You are not allowed to say anything that is not conducive to unity."

"Yes!"

Duke Aquinas Graham ignored his adjutant and looked into the distance, where he could see a cluster of buildings faintly visible at the horizon.

He squinted slightly and said, "I feel like something's missing? But what is it?"

Just at this time,

Boom boom boom!
The sound of continuous artillery fire rang out, and amidst the billowing smoke, shells traced arcs as they fell from the sky.

Duke Aquinas Graham raised his axe again, unleashing his battle aura. A crescent-shaped battle aura slash tore through the air, tracing a strange and uncertain arc before detonating the cannonball in mid-air.

The deafening roar of the explosion, the shell exploding in mid-air, still imparted tremendous kinetic energy to the fragments, which scattered in all directions.

The shrapnel left trails in the air and created craters in the ground. Only the fragments that flew towards the location of the Fiery Knights were blocked head-on by the sudden surge of Fiery Knights' battle aura.

The collision of the fragments and the fighting spirit produced a resounding clang, with sparks flying everywhere.

Duke Aquinas Graham raised his head slightly, sniffed the smell of gunpowder, and let out a hearty laugh: "That's the smell, that's it, that's the smell!"

"The smell of this makes me feel excited."

"All Infernal Knights, follow me! Break through the formation and slay the enemy!"

The raised battle axe represented his immense power, and the suddenly exploding fiery battle aura seemed to burn to its fullest extent, covering the surrounding area.

The Infernal Knights offered no resistance, unleashing their own battle aura, which, combined with the Knights' Aura, completely enveloped the entire knightly order.

At this point, it seemed as if the Fiery Knight had vanished from the world, leaving only a giant burning with fiery hellfire, roaring towards the sky.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The sound of uniformly stamping the ground rang out as the Flame Prison Komodo Beasts began their charge. Hundreds of knights surged forward like an unstoppable torrent of steel.

Seemingly sensing a great crisis, the shelling grew increasingly intense, the booming sounds becoming one, like endless thunder in the sky, and the shells rained down like a torrential downpour.

At this moment, the smoke of battle spread across the battlefield, even obscuring most of the field of vision.

At this moment, even the mighty Infernal Knights were somewhat flustered.

Duke Aquinas Graham swung his battle axe so fast it was almost a blur, countless aura slashes tearing through the air and constantly detonating cannonballs.

This is an unprecedented level of intensity. If it had always been this level, even Duke Aquinas Graham would have doubted whether he could have lasted this long.
But they eventually made it through, and once they got close enough that they exceeded the maximum adjustment angle of the field guns, the shelling became ineffective.

They finally broke through the thick smoke and had a clear view of everything before them.

Then, Duke Aquinas Graham couldn't help but be taken aback.

There were no trenches, no bunkers, and no heavy machine guns or machine gunners.

Before my eyes, there were only rows of Magic Energy heavy trucks, towing two-wheeled field guns, driving away into the distance amidst the roar of their engines.

They ran very fast, as if they were fleeing for their lives.

That was not wrong in itself; they should have fled from the Knights of the Infernal. But at this moment, Duke Aquinas Graham felt that something was amiss.

It seemed that he had overlooked something, or perhaps a great crisis was brewing, to the point that he felt the threat of death.

This, this, what is going on?

Through introspection and self-questioning, he quickly calmed down. With the powerful perception brought by the sacred technique, he seemed to be sorting out everything around him again and again.

Then, as if he had discovered something, his vision suddenly dropped, as if he wanted to look through the earth into the depths of the ground.

From there, he felt an extraordinary tremor!

Yes, it's vibration!
It's like the vibrations caused by a galloping steed trampling the earth, but with more regularity, rhythm, and frequency.

Beneath the earth, it seemed to be gathering strength, waiting only for a command to unleash its power.

But what is that?

What exactly is it that makes him feel inexplicable fear?

Moving the view downwards, in the underground space hidden by green grass, are rows of tanks, the kings of land warfare.

The magical energy within the magic pearl was fully supplied, and the engine was running at near-overclocked efficiency. As soon as the brakes were released, these steel behemoths could rush out.

Magical energy flickered on those dark cannon barrels, and armor-piercing shells were loaded, waiting for the gunner to pull the breech.

Each tank was filled with five crew members, who were so tense at their posts that they were breathing heavily and sweating profusely.

Even so, they didn't even think of looking at the outside world.

That was an order from the Earl; we only needed to wait for the command before launching the attack.

They were waiting, anxiously yet patiently!

Behind the battlefield, in the center of the town, Loy sat cross-legged.

The power of the Lion King has already radiated outwards, spreading in one direction to mark all his subordinates, providing them with emotional comfort and boundless courage.

He was also waiting, waiting for the most opportune moment.

It's a long story, but the knight's charge was so swift that everything happened in just a few breaths.

Finally, Roy's command resounded in the minds of the tank crews at the front: "Kings of the Land, attack!"

"Attack!"

"Attack!"

"Attack! Fire!"

Almost as if electrocuted, the conductor roared, and the driver quickly released the brake and slammed on the accelerator.

The crowd swayed suddenly as the enormous steel beast charged forward, smashing through the camouflage boards and turf, and for the first time, it roared before the world.

In that instant, Duke Aquinas Graham felt the hairs on his body stand on end, and the threat of death surged into his heart.

That thick, dark cannon barrel, already glowing with a faint magical light, suddenly pierced right in front of his eyes.

Almost instinctively, he circulated his battle qi at top speed, his muscles both relaxed and tensed.

In an instant, the wings of battle qi opened and flapped.

With his sharp eyesight, he could even see the moment he dismounted, the flames spewing from the cannon barrels, the billowing smoke, and the massive air blast.

It is worth mentioning that the gunner of this vehicle is none other than Grand Knight Commander Vincent Ackerman.

This Grand Knight Commander had been terribly bullied in the previous war.

After receiving Roy's battle plan, he directly used his authority to replace a gunner and insisted on taking charge himself.

Then came the scene where he fired at Duke Aquinas Graham.

boom!
With a deafening roar, the cannon barrel contracted, and the immense recoil caused the 60-ton steel structure to tremble.

And so an armor-piercing projectile was launched.

Duke Aquinas Graham escaped after all, flapping his wings and soaring into the sky.

Right under his nose, his Fiery Komodo Beast King suddenly exploded, shattering into countless severed limbs and flying blood and flesh.

And this is just the beginning!
(End of this chapter)