Magic Industrial Age.

Chapter 493-491: The Steel Torrent (Please Subscribe)
The open space outside Bardock Town is limited, and a portion of it must be set aside to deploy artillery positions and towed magic-powered heavy trucks.

Therefore, there aren't many tanks that can be deployed; only nine are available.

They were lined up in a row, hidden in the dug trenches, and then various spells were used to wipe away the elemental fluctuations and traces, using traps for the simplest concealment.

It looks simple, but it's actually quite elaborate. Even a mage with powerful senses would have difficulty detecting it without careful investigation.

What's more, Luo Yi is personally directing things!

The Lion King's coverage area is limited; even he can only oversee one route at a time.
Then, after only three seconds of thinking, Luo Yi decided that she wanted to come to the Eastern Front.

The reason is simple: they had the worst military discipline, and wherever they went, they burned, killed, looted, and committed all sorts of atrocities.

Even though Luo Yi implemented the scorched earth policy, there were still areas that could not be taken care of in a short period of time.

None of those who failed to leave quickly and were captured by them survived.

Their love of killing is ingrained in their very bones.

Even if it's just to give an explanation to the dead people, Loy wants to keep all these Slavs.

With him there, they can seize fleeting opportunities.

When the nine magic tanks charged out, they practically pressed their cannons against the foreheads of the group of Infernal Knights.

Not to mention that these are the most powerful fifth-generation tank guns, possessing extremely formidable firepower.

Even the third and fourth generation magic cannons, when used at point-blank range, are not something most extraordinary knights can withstand.

Even if they are Infernal Knights, even if they still maintain their knightly aura, except for Duke Aquinas Graham who has soared to great heights,
The other Infernal Knights could only increase their battle aura output to create the strongest defense.

Then, it was blasted to smithereens by a single cannon shot!
Limbs and torsos were severed, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the blood mist from the explosion spread, smearing the faces of a group of people who came afterward.

In this single round of attacks, more than nine Infernal Knights were killed or wounded.

In particular, the shockwave and shrapnel from the explosion scattered in all directions, causing indiscriminate damage at close range, turning many Infernal Knights into sieves.

However, after one round of attacks, the subsequent Infernal Knights rushed forward.

The Komodo dragons of the Inferno displayed their ferocious nature; though terrified, they still frantically charged forward, biting, clawing, and charging.
Several demonic beasts even joined forces, attempting to overturn it directly.

The knights on them were not idle either, unleashing all sorts of aura slashes and battle axe strikes onto the tank's armor.

In terms of power, it was absolutely formidable, but its achievements, while not entirely nonexistent, were quite limited.

This world certainly has powerful magical beasts capable of overturning magic tanks, but that definitely does not include the Infernal Komodo Beast.

With an outer armor layer 300-1000 mm thick, it can withstand even direct artillery fire from field guns.

Not to mention, they are fearless against battle qi strikes or attacks from melee weapons.

Even Duke Aquinas Graham, filled with unparalleled rage, descended from the sky, his fiery battle aura materializing as he cleaved the armor with an axe.

It must be said that the strong are the strong; the battle axe tore through the air, creating a crack more than ten meters long.

It cut the tank in half from the middle, leaving cracks all over the ground, but even so, it still couldn't break through the pure hardened steel armor layer.

A wound as thick as a palm appeared, and broken magic patterns could be seen on the cracked armor. Cracks appeared on the smooth cannon barrel, as if it had been chewed by a dog.

The main gun is now useless!
But this magic tank can still run! It can ram! It can fire!
As the battle aura slashed down, it accelerated and crashed into it with a bang.

Even a powerful figure like Duke Aquinas Graham was thrown into the sky by the recoil and impact after the attack.

He struggled to steady himself, then looked at his hands, which, though strong enough to lift a cauldron, were now trembling like leaves.

Before he could regain his balance, a head popped out from below.

Vincent Ackerman stared at him with bloodshot eyes, then grinned, a smile that was utterly bloodthirsty.

Immediately, the two Maxim machine guns spewed into action, their bullets like the scythe of death, chasing him across the sky.

The main gun is destroyed, but the two heavy machine guns can still fire!

At this moment, even a powerful figure like Duke Aquinas Graham was being chased around everywhere.

This tank is the most pitiful; the other eight are nothing like it.

They were like wild horses, charging recklessly at full speed.

The 60-ton steel structure sped at nearly 70 miles per hour, occasionally drifting, turning, colliding, and even its turrets could be fully charged for a 360-degree sweep...

The damage caused by this is terrible!

The formidable knightly order's favorite thing is always to crush their opponents head-on.

Crushing the enemy into dust without any scruples brings a kind of exhilarating feeling that cannot be shared with outsiders!
But today, at this very moment, they have become the ones being crushed.

Countless Komodo beasts and Inferno Knights could only howl and scream beneath the tracks.

Their pride in their fighting spirit, combat skills, armor, and powerful physique is utterly insignificant in the face of the steel behemoth.

Of course, what makes humans human, the overlords of the Old World, is not their inherently weaker physique compared to monsters, but their wisdom, their intellect, and their ability to find the enemy's weaknesses in battle.

There were only nine magic tanks in total, and after a chaotic massacre, the other Infernal Knights also chose to take cover.

Some of them took to the skies to observe carefully; others dodged bullets while circling the tank. Then, when Duke Aquinas Graham organized another attack, they targeted the magic tank's weak point.

For example, the connection point of the tracks,
For example, the observation ports of the driver and machine gunner.
In a short period of time, at least twenty or thirty Infernal Knights died, but nearly a hundred remained.

Even if divided equally, it's still ten extraordinary warriors against one tank. When hit-and-run tactics begin, the king of land warfare also shows signs of weakness.

Unfortunately, they were too focused!

By focusing solely on the immediate battlefield, they lost their keen insight into what lay beyond it.

It's unclear when exactly, but cannon barrels started protruding from the houses in the town.

These cold, steel creations somehow managed to give off a sneaky, furtive feeling.

But you can't deny that, thanks to Roy's powerful perception and profound calculations, these tanks were able to lock onto each other with precision.

Then, at a certain moment, a thunderous command rang in the minds of the gunners, and they almost instinctively pulled the breechblock.

At this moment, Duke Aquinas Graham once again felt a deadly crisis. The hairs on his body stood on end, and his instinctive fighting spirit exploded, propelling him into the sky once more.

This was his second escape in a short period of time.

In the past, some people said he would also run away, even twice, because he could smash the other person's head open with a battle axe.

But now, all we can say is that facts speak louder than words, and life is above all else!
In the end, his escape was the right thing to do.

At that moment, the sound of cannons firing rang out continuously, and the huge recoil made the earth tremble.

At that moment, the fragile house began to tremble violently, and the rising dust resembled a mushroom cloud spreading in all directions.

It turns out that the nine magic tanks were all just bait, a prelude to this all-out attack.

In that instant, the Fiery Knights flying in the sky suffered a devastating blow.

The trajectory of each shell is carefully calculated to ensure that its lethality is maximized.

In an instant, clouds of blood exploded in the sky, mixed with shrapnel, severed limbs, and blood, forming a rare blood rain that fell.

There was no other way; any combat unit that could fly was Roy's primary target.

Of course, Lloyd was not entirely satisfied with Duke Aquinas Graham's escape.

If I had known he was so perceptive, I should have used multiple tanks to lock on him and calculated the lead time for his escape.

As for the Infernal Knights on the ground, they weren't much better off!

Leaving aside the splash damage from shrapnel, and the psychological impact of blood and severed limbs, there were quite a few Infernal Knights torn to pieces under the bombardment.

At this moment, even Duke Aquinas Graham, who had escaped death once again, was stunned.

His prized Infernal Knights, one of the ten great knight orders of the Old Continent, suffered the loss of at least half its members in this attack.

Even for the Slavic Empire, the loss of more than sixty third-tier transcendents was an unimaginable blow.

At this moment, Duke Aquinas Graham was filled with unimaginable heartache and unimaginable anger.

He suddenly turned his head, his gaze fixed on the town, his anger seemingly burning the sky.

But the next second, everything that came into view completely extinguished his anger.

Amidst the roar of engines, one magical tank after another crashed through building walls, their dark cannons pointing diagonally towards the sky, rolling forward with intense killing intent and dust.

Some houses could not withstand the impact and collapsed with a crash, but they had no effect on the magic tanks.

They simply rolled over the ruins, over the land, over flesh and blood, straight ahead.

One, two, three, ..., twenty, fifty, or even more!
They burst out of the town, broke free of the magic's veil, rushed onto the battlefield, and then over the nine damaged magic tanks, charging towards the remaining Infernal Knights.

Almost simultaneously, their cannons glowed faintly, and their magical energy, guided by their individual magical powers, began to recharge once again.

Behind them, a heavy machine gun was mounted on a magic-powered truck, and a group of guards followed closely, weapons in hand, their faces filled with excitement and awe.

At this point, the tank corps resembled a steel torrent, intent on completely engulfing the enemy.

"Escape, escape!"

"Retreat! Everyone, retreat!"

This was an order from Duke Aquinas Graham, but to be honest, even without his order, the remaining Infernal Knights would have already fled.

They spurred their mounts on, showing no mercy to their horses, and fled like madmen.

As they felt death closing in behind them and the bloody remains of flesh and limbs exploding around them, all their courage melted away like ice and snow, leaving not a trace.

Of course, Roy's order also resonated in the hearts of all the soldiers at that moment: "Chase after them, blow them up! Run them over! Ram them!"

"I, in the name of the Earl, issue this final order: Do not let them live!!!"

"Leader!"

At this moment, almost all the guards roared, as if they wanted to vent all the frustration and anger they had been holding in for so long.

(End of this chapter)