Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

Isaac now has 500 light tanks and 30,000 fully armed soldiers; dealing with them would be a piece of cake.

Looking at the soldiers below, who were already fully equipped and ready to go, Isaac shouted, "Attack!"

A series of booming sounds rang out.

The mortars kept firing shells.

Hundreds of tanks charged directly toward Flügel's defensive line.

Suddenly, the once quiet air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

After acquiring a large number of tanks, Isaac did not integrate them into the army units like Leidenscheft or Gadalikh did. Instead, he selected them all to form several army groups consisting solely of tanks.

He believed that only in this way could the full advantages of a tank be brought into play, namely its mobility and firepower.

This proved to be true.

Explosions continued to rang out along the Flügel defense line, and the once-solid fortress was riddled with holes after just a few minutes of bombing.

"Not bad." Isaac, advancing alongside his troops, looked at the dilapidated defensive line in the distance and ordered, "Advance at top speed! Strive to reach the heart of the enemy territory as quickly as possible!"

Hundreds of tanks stormed into the city, and a one-sided massacre was inevitable.

After three hours, they captured another city.

Although Flügel concentrated a large number of troops in the city, they still underestimated Rhodesel's fighting strength.

The tank assaults and mortar bombardments left them with absolutely no chance to catch their breath or put up a fight.

Many of Flüger's soldiers turned and ran as soon as they heard the roar of the tanks getting closer; they had no desire to face such a terrifying weapon.

In other words, many people have even lost the courage to fight.

“Report the extent of the damage,” Isaac asked the soldier beside him.

"Report! A total of seventeen men were killed and three tanks were damaged, but the damage is minor and can be repaired."

"Not bad." This operation was within Isaac's expectations. Although Flügel was already terrified, there were still some stubborn guys who came up to fight the tanks head-on.

Some hid in the trenches and tied a large number of bombs together before throwing them out, while others rushed onto the tanks and opened the hatches.

Of course, these people all met tragic ends.

What about the enemy's situation?

"The enemy suffered 2,480 dead and 1,200 captured," the soldier reported.

"How come there's only this many? I remember this city has at least ten thousand soldiers," Isaac asked.

According to his own observation, Flügel seemed determined to stop them here, and had gathered a large number of troops to deploy on the defensive line. Now, the number of prisoners and the dead was less than five thousand.

"They...fled when our tanks broke through the lines," the soldier said. "They fled straight to the next city."

"Damn it!" Isaac covered his face, forgetting that there was an option to run away on the battlefield.

Just because you can't run away doesn't mean others can't.

The deserters' choice was actually correct. Fighting head-on would mean certain death, surrendering would mean becoming prisoners, but running away might mean survival.

This escape was organized and premeditated. The higher-ups led the soldiers to retreat directly. After witnessing Rhodesell's fighting prowess, they knew they were no match for him and quickly retreated to preserve their strength.

"Very good, you know how to play!" Isaac asked the soldier, "How many people escaped in total?"

"Report! A total of 14,000 people have escaped."

Damn, nearly 20,000 troops, more than three-quarters of them, have fled.

This means that Isaac's main objective, which has always been annihilation warfare, has only achieved less than a quarter of its objectives this time.

Isaac's assumption about the enemy has always been that they will start to flee when they suffer a certain number of casualties. Therefore, his tactics are to launch a mobile assault after saturation bombing in order to annihilate them all.

But this is the first time Isaac has run away so quickly after playing for only a short time.

What's the point of playing this game?!

However, it must be said that the strategy of simply running away did catch Isaac off guard, as the return of a large number of troops to the rear will definitely have a negative impact on the subsequent battle.

"We absolutely cannot let them escape back!" Isaac roared after saying that. "All troops, listen up! Everyone still in combat, get into the tanks and begin the assault on the next target!"

They won't retreat too quickly; tanks should be able to catch up with them soon.

As the soldiers prepared, aside from leaving a portion to defend the city, the rest were preparing for an attack.

Following Isaac's words, hundreds of tanks continued their massive advance to the next region.

A large amount of dust rose from the ground.

In the woods in the distance.

Some of Flüger's soldiers trekked inside.

"Squad leader... I really can't walk anymore."

"Shut up and hurry up! Otherwise, Rhodesell's men will find us soon!" an old soldier shouted to the soldiers behind him.

Nearly 10,000 people escaped this time, and they eventually split up to meet up in a nearby city.

"How did Rhodesell become so powerful? How are we supposed to fight this battle?" Several soldiers were already somewhat intimidated by Rhodesell's prowess.

“I don’t know either. Ever since General Torre led his troops to attack Rhodesel a few months ago and was completely wiped out, it’s clear that the other side is definitely not simple.” The veteran said as he walked. “In addition, General Torre was killed in the palace, the king was seriously injured and fell into a coma, and the prince and the acting king were fighting for power. There must be a master in Rhodesel.”

"Wasn't it said that their princess was commanding the battle?" a soldier asked.

"Are you an idiot? Do you really think a ten-year-old princess can command a war of this scale? They must have someone behind them." The old soldier cursed at the soldier, feeling a pang of sadness in his heart.

I have a feeling that Flugel won't win this time.

Click, click!

Before he could think, the sound of branches snapping jolted him awake.

"A wild animal? No! It's an enemy tank!" the veteran shouted quickly. "Take cover!"

boom!

Just as he shouted "Lie down," a shell landed in their ranks.

In an instant, several soldiers were turned into pieces.

The veteran looked in horror at the tanks closing in from all sides: "It seems... we're surrounded."

Chapter 89: All-Out Offensive

"Yes, you're surrounded." At this moment, several tanks had already driven up in front of them, and Isaac climbed out of one of them and said to the veteran.

They saw a boy walking towards them and wondered who he was.

But seeing the tanks that surrounded them and staring at the dark muzzles of the cannons, the soldiers were too frightened to move, and even their hands were a little unsteady on their guns.

Isaac walked up to the veteran and said, "You guys are pretty capable, splitting up to escape. Do you know how much time that has wasted for me?"

The veteran didn't speak, he just looked at Isaac, his eyes filled with determination, but his legs were still trembling.

He was far better than the soldiers around him whose eyes were filled with fear.

After all, his comrades were right beside him, blown to pieces by tank fire, and the stench of blood still lingered in the air.

"Then I won't waste any more words, tell me where the others went?" Isaac asked the veteran in front of him.

"Don't even dream about it, do you think I'd tell you?" the veteran roared.

I won't say a single word.

Isaac glanced at him, waved, and a soldier came up from behind and handed Isaac a pistol.

boom!

Without saying a word, Isaac shot a soldier in the head.

The soldier fell into a pool of blood amidst the terrified gazes of his comrades.

"I already told you, don't waste my time. There are only a few cities anyway, I can just go find them one by one. Wouldn't it have been better if you had said so sooner?"

“You…” The veteran glared at Isaac, speechless for a moment.

"I'll ask you one more time, in which direction are the others?" Isaac asked calmly.

"You'll never find out!" The veteran suddenly aimed his gun at Isaac.

This boy must be their commander; if they kill them, he'll be dead...

But he suddenly found that he couldn't pull the trigger.

Looking down, he saw that his hand had been severed, his palm still hanging on the trigger, bleeding, the cut was very clean.

When did they start...?

But before he could even think, a wave of intense pain washed over him.

"what!!"

The veteran lay on the ground, clutching his severed hand, while Isaac's knife dripped blood.

"Never mind, there's no time." Isaac wiped the blood off his knife with a tissue and sheathed it. "Execute them all."

Upon receiving the order, the soldiers picked up their guns and aimed them at the Flügel soldiers.

"Wait a moment!"

Suddenly a voice interrupted them, and a Frugel soldier raised his trembling hands and said, "I know where they are!"

This soldier was clearly a new recruit, already terrified. Seeing that he was about to be killed, he hurriedly shouted.

"You bastard..." Just as one of the soldiers around him was about to rebuke him, Isaac slit his throat with a single blow.

“Go ahead and speak,” Isaac said calmly.

The soldier looked at the body lying beside him and said nervously, "I...we were planning to take different routes and meet up in Maccat..."

The young soldier recounted their plan in detail, while the veteran glared at him, clutching his wound.

“McCarthage? It doesn’t seem to be far from here.” Isaac said, looking at the soldier. “Very well, you can go now.”

The soldier looked at Isaac in surprise, speaking out of fear. Although he had some hope, he didn't believe that Isaac would really let him go after he revealed the information.

The result was beyond his expectations.

“An equal exchange. You saved me time, so I'll spare your life,” Isaac said, then pointed behind him. “There are no soldiers over there. Take that road and you'll get out of the forest. Where you go after that is up to you.”