Industrial Revolution of the Mage Lords

Chapter 161: Night Raid
"Smart Guy" Tommy led his combat team and marched quickly through the dark forest.

There were more than a hundred soldiers in the army, but no one was talking to each other at this moment. All of them were carrying heavy equipment and supplies and marching silently following the soldiers in front.

The moonlight filtered through the gaps in the dense forest, casting mottled shadows, making this group of silent warriors look more like a group of ghosts hiding in the shadows.

Not all soldiers can march and fight in such a dim night environment, but Tommy, the captain, is an extraordinary warrior who has awakened his bloodline talent. The awakened ability is the relatively rare "weakness insight", which allows him to have normal vision like in the daytime even in complete darkness.

At the same time, there is another team leader in Tommy's team who has awakened the "Ice Bloodline", and his night vision after the bloodline transformation is also very good.

Therefore, his team was fortunately selected as the spearhead outpost of the entire combat plan against the demons, responsible for carrying out the operations at the forefront of a total of ten combat teams.

Tommy's innate ability did not need to be activated at all times. He could clearly see a large group of birds resting quietly on a treetop hundreds of meters away. He could even see their flaming red feathers, which were now glowing faintly in the moonlight.

There were obviously no signs of enemy activity nearby, and the small birds and beasts that had lived in the primeval dense forest for a long time were the best natural warning devices.

Tommy led the team forward for a distance before he suddenly raised his hand to signal them to stop marching, and ordered all soldiers to crouch and wait. A half-orc soldier nimbly climbed to the top of a big tree, then quietly slipped down and reported to Tommy.

"Captain, we've reached the edge of the Greenwater Swamp." The soldier didn't have Tommy's extraordinary night vision, but he could vaguely see the tiny flames burning on the flat meadow at the edge of the swamp. "I see flames at the foot of the hillside. Someone must be camping there. It's too far away..."

Tommy nodded and climbed onto a huge rock to look out. He channeled the power of his bloodline into his eyes, and his sight immediately magnified dozens of times. He could clearly see that on the flat ground of the meadow, there were more than a dozen gray-black beasts that were even bigger than camels lying there. Seven or eight animal hide tents were surrounded by these giant beasts in the center. Several demon soldiers with dark red skin and red eyes were gathered in front of a campfire, probably on night watch.

"Nineteen magical beasts... nineteen demon cavalrymen." Tommy muttered to himself, "It turns out that the demon cavalry combat team is composed of twenty people..."

Before setting off, he learned from Vaughn, who had just awakened, that when he encountered these demons in the Green Water Swamp, he was more than ten meters away from them, but he was immediately discovered because he accidentally made a slight noise.

This also means that the innate ability of these demons may be super auditory perception, so it is unlikely to approach them quietly and launch a sneak attack from close range.

However, the improved magic gun newly equipped to the Northern Army has a flat-fire range of 500 meters. Even if the shooting accuracy of the soldiers fighting at night is limited to a certain extent, the volley tactics of 100 people against 20 people can basically achieve fire coverage after two rounds of volleys.

The problem was that these demon soldiers huddled in the tents were surrounded by a group of monsters as big and strong as hills, and there was no way for Tommy to deploy his troops and launch a sneak attack from a distance.

Vaughn also reminded them that these seemingly clumsy and heavy monsters not only ran extremely fast, but could also spit out terrifying fireballs the size of their heads from their mouths, causing severe burns even if they were hit.

"We have to find a way to lure these damned monsters away... or make it impossible for them to maintain this encircling defensive formation."

After all, Tommy had no experience in actual combat with the demons, so he really couldn't estimate how much damage the magic gun's shooting power would cause to the demon soldiers hiding behind these monsters after penetrating them.

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Tommy's combat team of 100 people was divided into three groups, slowly approaching the meadow area at the edge of the swamp from different directions. Three hundred meters away from the demon camp where the campfire was burning, they stopped tacitly and then dispersed and hid.

Tommy, the team leader, did not follow the team down the slope, but was still lying on a towering boulder halfway up the slope, about four or five hundred meters away from the camp.

Although this position is far away, it is just high enough to look down from above, allowing Tommy to see through the group of monsters and accurately lock onto the several demon cavalrymen sitting in front of the campfire who are responsible for night watch.

Distance wasn't a big issue for him. As long as he could see his target, any enemy within his sight was nothing more than a living target. He rechecked the magic gun in his hand, making sure the magazine was fully loaded with ten magic bullets. One of them was already half-activated, and the slight magical energy emanating from it illuminated the inscriptions all over the gun.

Taking a deep breath, Tommy closed his eyes and began to guide the abundant blood power in his body, gradually converging from his strong beating heart to his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, his originally dark pupils had been completely dyed with a layer of brilliant silver-white.

With his vision magnified countless times, he clearly saw a demon soldier sitting by the campfire. He was standing up and picking up the firewood piled behind him, as if he wanted to add some fuel to the campfire.

"He was on night watch, but he actually took off his armor and helmet, and threw his weapons aside." Tommy narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered in his heart, "If you don't die, who will die?"

Then he decisively pulled the trigger.

The head of the demon cavalryman who was squatting by the campfire and adding firewood suddenly exploded, and blood and broken brain matter splattered everywhere, splashing the head and face of another companion sitting next to him. The remaining three demon soldiers on duty were stunned on the spot, staring with terrified eyes at the headless body of their companion swaying twice, and then falling heavily to the ground with a thud.

Just a few seconds later, before they could come to their senses, there was another bang, and the head of another terrified demon soldier exploded.

The last demon finally realized that something was wrong. He took out a bone flute from his arms and blew it for a moment before his head exploded, and blood and brain matter splattered all over the ground.

A strong smell of blood spread, and the monsters surrounding the camp began to stir, making low buzzing sounds. Several demon soldiers suddenly rushed out of the tent, and saw the strange and tragic scene beside the campfire, and screamed in shock.

More demon soldiers rushed out of the tents one after another, waving sharp blades and climbing onto the backs of the monsters, but no one found any trace of the enemies around them, so they could only wander around the camp like headless flies.

Several monsters spewed out fireballs uncontrollably, but without a clear target, and accidentally set fire to the tents of several demon soldiers.

The demon cavalry riding high on the backs of the monsters now looked like living targets exposed under the bright moonlight.

The Northern Army soldiers who had been lying in ambush all around finally received the signal to attack. They stood up from their squatting positions in the dense bushes and meadows, raised their guns, aimed at the demons riding on the backs of the monsters, and began to shoot.

There was a constant crackling sound in the air. This was the sound of energy beam fluctuations emitted by the magic gun when it was firing at high speed.

One after another, the demons riding on the backs of the beasts fell down with a muffled groan. Just a minute later, only a few injured but still alive demon beasts were left in the camp, lying on the ground and wailing.

By the time Tommy reached the battlefield on the meadow below from halfway up the slope, the battle was already over.

"Give all the surviving monsters a final blow, stab them in the eyes. That should destroy their brains," Tommy loudly ordered the soldiers to begin cleanup work as quickly as possible. "See if there are any surviving demons. Tie them up and drag them back to the territory. They might be useful for the lord's research experiments..."

A soldier came over and asked, "Captain, where are the dead demons?"

Tommy curled his lips, thinking of Vaughn's brave record of killing demon soldiers with his bare hands in the tent, and felt a little envious.

"Cut off their dog heads. When we get back, we can show them off to those iron turtles in the defense army!"

The soldiers laughed in unison and began to cut up their spoils.

(End of this chapter)