I Made Scientific Magic

  Chapter 270 Our real enemy is a high...God!

   "Hell...Hell is coming..." "God...save your devout believers..."

  On the chaotic battlefield, shouts and screams were intertwined, and some people even knelt and prayed, hoping to get God's salvation, but everything was in vain...

  The direction where Rickman and the others were located was even more targeted, and ten airships bombarded them non-stop.

  Those high-ranking nobles who imagined how to curry favor with the new king before the battle, now only regret in their hearts, wishing that the horses under their feet would grow six legs and lead them away from the coverage of the fire and rain...

  Joyce was no exception. Seeing that the situation was not good, he took his own soldiers and ran away!

  Even so, he couldn’t run away from the rain of fire that fell from the sky. Bits and pieces soon fell on his body, part of it fell on the solid armor, and part of it seeped through the gaps between the armor and got into his body.

  A severe pain and burning sensation welled up in his heart, distorting Joyce's face for a while, but he forcibly held back, the idea of ​​survival overcame everything.

  The tragic situation of those soldiers before has clearly told him that this kind of fire cannot be extinguished by ordinary means. Now the only way is to escape from the coverage of the fire rain and then find a way to treat the injury.

Joyce endured the burning pain, but the war horse below him was the first to be unable to bear it, let out a shrill neigh, and threw the Earl above him with all his strength, and then the war horse twisted its body, He walked away without looking back...

   "Horse, my horse!"

  Joyce fell dizzy, shouted at the top of his voice, and tried to get up from the ground with both hands and feet, but one hand firmly grabbed his thigh and dragged him back.

After Joyce turned around in horror, he found that the Grand Duke Rickman was right behind him, apparently also fell off his horse, but his appearance was worse than his own, and his back was covered in blood and flesh, as if he had been trampled by a war horse …

   "Joyce...you bastard, shameful betrayer... Hattar's lackey!" Rickman's eyes were red, and his expression was ferocious, as if he wanted to swallow Joyce alive.

   "Let go, let me go!" At the critical moment, Joyce kicked Rickman's head in a panic, regardless of the other party's identity.

  Rickman held on tightly to Joyce's thigh. His spine had been broken. Now that the bishop and priests were overwhelmed, it was impossible to escape from the rain of fire.

  Even if he managed to escape to the capital, this shameful defeat would be enough to destroy his reputation.

   After all, there are more than 10,000 armored soldiers and 2,000 cavalry brigades, which are almost half of the kingdom's elite forces. Whether it is the king, His Royal Highness, or the Holy See, it is absolutely impossible to let him go.

  In Rickman’s view, all of this was caused by Joyce’s intentional concealment of information about the wizard. Even if he died, he would drag him to **** together…

   "Go away!" Joyce yelled frantically, drew out the long knife at his waist and chopped off Rickman's right hand that was holding his thigh.

   After a while of delay, the next wave of fire rain has already floated down from the sky...

   "Go to **** with me, Joyce..." Rickman shouted frantically.

"The damned person is you!" Joyce dragged Rickman over, preparing to use the opponent's body as a cover to avoid this wave. How could Rickman let him succeed? The two noble identities The great nobles scuffled on the battlefield like this, and were swallowed by the falling fire rain...

  …

   "What a terrifying power..."

In the distance, looking at the battlefield shrouded in thick smoke and flames, Philip couldn't help but say, although they had experimented with the power of this weapon with monsters before and had a general understanding of its effects, they didn't think of it. It's so terrible to use it on people.

  As the commander of the Musketeers, Rowan was also extremely emotional. Before that, he did not believe that a war could end without any casualties.

  The scene in front of him is undoubtedly the best proof. Lynn taught him a real lesson on how to fight a war when he has absolute firepower.

  But these weapons are a bit too scary...

   "This is war. Kindness to the enemy is often cruelty to oneself!" Lynn's face remained unchanged, obviously he had expected it.

  White phosphorus is somewhat inhumane, but it is the best way they have to hit the opponent's morale.

  Lin En didn't know what kind of magical spells those priests were preparing, but since these people did not choose to retreat, it must mean that the Grand Duke Rickman believed that they still had the possibility of defeating them.

   In this way, even if they can win in the end, they will inevitably have to pay heavy casualties.

   "Your Excellency Lynn, are we going to pursue it now?" Raedel hurriedly asked. He didn't really fight many battles, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that now is a good opportunity to pursue and expand the results of the battle.

  The wizards didn't seem to give orders at all, which made him somewhat anxious.

   "No, there is no need to chase. Some of the cavalry have already escaped. I'm afraid we can't stop these people from passing the situation here to the capital." Lynn shook his head and retorted.

  The most important point, he didn't say it, the smoke is highly poisonous!

   Before the smoke and dust cleared, if you stepped into it rashly, you might not even know how you died... This thing can't tell the difference between friend and foe!

   Moreover, most of this army has been damaged, and there is no possibility of fighting again. Fear will always be rooted in their hearts.

   "It seems that this war is not as difficult as the speaker thinks." Orlando said in a relaxed tone.

In the past, when the wizard conference was held in Greenriel, the speakers all looked sad, as if the land of wizards was about to face disaster, and some people even suggested whether to find a new paradise on the sea to prepare A rainy day.

   Now it seems that the empire is nothing more than a larger number of people, and there is nothing special about it. If they assemble all the more than 20,000 new troops in the wizarding land, these people are nothing more than chickens and dogs.

   Presumably this victory can greatly boost morale...

"Don't be too careless. This time we just caught the opponent by surprise. I'm afraid the battle after that will not be so easy." Lin En reminded, and more importantly, their real opponents were not these Soldiers with swords, guns, bows and crossbows, but that high...God!

  (end of this chapter)