Chapter 387: Battle of Antwerp (Part 2)

I don't know when the artillery fire stopped, the thick smoke dissipated a little, and the situation on the battlefield became clearer.

Of course, there are many ways to observe the war, and even more people are watching this war.

In the void, the magic power of many magic eyes were intertwined together like a tangled mess.

There are also various detection magics that carry elemental fluctuations, reflecting everything on the battlefield on the other side.

At this time, in the command post in Antwerp, there was deathly silence.

This command post was obviously a temporary conversion, located in a house under the city wall. Maps were hung on the walls and there was a huge sand table in the middle.

There was a magical light rippling, and many terrains appeared on the sand table, like a miniature world.

Then, the battle situation at that moment was reflected on the sand table, from the roar of artillery fire, to the collapse of infantry, from the charge of knights, to the killing by heavy machine guns and grenades...

At this moment, everyone present felt that there was something wrong with their eyes.

Although the Habsburg Empire declared war on them, they were still very confident before the war.

The reason is simple. The Habsburg Empire only mobilized one or two legions, while they gathered most of the kingdom's strength.

Judging from the strength on the battlefield, they still have the advantage.

But now, the war has only just started and they have been forced into a desperate situation.

Among the crowd, a slightly plump old man seemed unable to accept it. He uttered a nearly whispered mumble: "How could it be? How could it be? How could this happen?"

"It shouldn't be like this! My Knights, my army are so powerful, how could it be possible? How could it be possible?"

"Could it be that I was really wrong? Are magic weapons really that powerful?"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please wake up. Now is not the time to reflect. What should we do now?"

A bald nobleman in gorgeous clothes spoke loudly, interrupting Albert I's self-doubt.

Albert I came back to his senses, as if remembering something, and said, "Magic cannon, yes, yes, it's a magic cannon.

They have it, and we have it too. Let them move and fight them head-on!"

An adjutant smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty, our magic cannon is only a first-generation product. It doesn't have such a long range or such a fast firing rate. We don't have so many powerful gunners, so our shooting is not that accurate.

There's no way we can reach the enemy's position!"

"So, what they sold to us were all defective products?!"

Albert I finally calmed down a bit. He immediately said, "The Mage Corps! Yes, let the Mage Corps take action. Don't hesitate at all and use your most powerful magic!"

"And the Flying Wolf Knights, get up into the air and kill them all."

The bald nobleman in gorgeous clothes could not help but say: "Your Majesty, are you risking everything?

If that happens, we will be left with nothing!"

"Hehehe, what else do you want to keep? Or in other words, if we lose this battle, what else will we have?"

Albert I's voice grew deeper and deeper: "This is the last chance. We should bet everything."

"Adjutant, convey my orders!"

"yes!"

Then the horn sounded again, with a unique rhythm, and conveyed the order.

The hundreds of mages immediately took action. Led by a peak-level third-level mage, they gathered their magic power, took out a fiery red scroll, and slowly opened it.

Then, the clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed, and a huge meteorite approached rapidly.

As it fell, it started to burn and crashed straight into the earth.

——Legendary spell, meteorites falling from the sky!

Well, on the battlefield, this is a legendary magic that is almost overused, but whenever there is a chance and ability, everyone wants to use it.

If it can be used frequently, it means it is easy to use!

Many times, after such a legendary spell is cast, the advantages established earlier will be gone, and everything will have to start from the beginning to decide the outcome.

It can be said to be the only choice for a comeback.

At the same time, in the city of Antwerp, a group of flying wolf monsters lived in a huge square.

These monsters look like wolves, but are much larger. Each one is two meters tall at the shoulder and over four meters long.

The fur color is mainly black and white, and occasionally only a few of the most powerful ones will have red hair on their backs.

The most special thing about them is that they have an extra pair of wings, like bat wings, but not very wide.

There are natural magic patterns on it, and when it flies, it follows the rhythm of the magic patterns, which can attract the help of wind elements to fly.

At this moment, when the order was conveyed, one after another lightly armed knights rushed out.

They wore the same uniform, without armor, not even leather armor, with bows and arrows on their backs and dimensional bags hanging around their waists.

They jumped onto the flying wolf mount at great speed. After calming the mount down, they ordered the flying wolf to spread its wings, stir up the wind element, and leap into the sky.

The Flying Wolf Knights are one of the few air forces in the Old World. Every Flying Wolf Knight is a powerful archer. Shooting an arrow through a target from a hundred paces away is just a piece of cake for them. They are also proficient in air combat.

Of course, occasionally, they can also act as bombing units.

Then, they took out dimensional bags in mid-air and pulled out bamboo baskets filled with what looked like pumpkins.

This thing is considered a magic prop, made from a magical plant, and is called the Pumpkin Bomb.

Its usage is similar to that of a cannonball. It flies into the sky and is dropped into the air, causing a large explosion.

The difference is that the juice of this pumpkin bomb has an extremely strong corrosive effect. After it hits the knight, a full set of knight's plate armor can be corroded with countless holes.

This group of air knights was obviously quite powerful, the only problem was that it did not belong to the Carolingian Kingdom.

That's right, this is support from the Bonaparte Empire.

The Carolingian Kingdom has fully surrendered, so the Bonaparte Empire naturally has to make some response. The Flying Wolf Knights are the fastest support unit.

There may be others, but not so fast!

At this time, Albert I was really going all in. He was like a gambler who had lost the bet and had to put all his chips on the line.

Compared to him, the commander of the Imperial Legion, a middle-aged general with gray hair but an upright posture, seemed extremely calm.

He stuck the flag in his hand into the sand table, and his cold voice echoed in the command post.

"Since His Majesty the King refuses to give up, then we will completely destroy his hopes."

"Pass the order on, everyone, get moving."

"Yes, sir!"

So the empire took action quickly.

Faced with the huge meteorite that was getting closer and closer in the sky, several mechanical mages stood up.

They were operating a magical cannon in the open space, which was different from the ordinary ones. The black barrel was covered with golden magic patterns.

The base under the barrel is sunk into the ground, and special magic is used to stabilize the cannon.

Then, the gun barrel pointed to the sky, and under the control of several mechanical mages, flames emerged from under the gun platform. The intense high temperature combined with water vapor even caused a mushroom cloud to rise on the spot.

The fired shells, trailing flames, turned in mid-air and pointed directly at the meteorites falling from the sky.

Then, the two approached quickly, collided, and exploded...

In mid-air, a circular shock wave spread outward, as if a storm had been set off in the void.

However, after the storm, all that remained were countless falling pieces of debris. Although there were a large number of them, they no longer had any lethality.

That’s right, the huge meteorite falling from the sky and the legendary magic were actually intercepted by the magic missile.

This incident was both exaggerated and reasonable, and it stunned countless onlookers.

But this is not over yet. After the aftermath, the Flying Wolf Knight will immediately intervene in the battlefield.

The Empire's response was to launch hot air balloons.

That’s right, a huge hot air balloon flew into the sky. The surface of the sphere was made of unknown materials and there were magic circles engraved on it.

A strong wind blew, blowing the hot air balloons towards the Flying Wolf Knights who came later.

Seriously speaking, the Flying Wolf Knight's sensitivity is far greater than that of a hot air balloon, and that huge sphere is a sitting duck.

But the problem is that there are imperial soldiers in the basket under the hot air balloon.

Or if the distance is too far, they will use their own special sniper rifles to aim at them one by one.

Or the distance was close, so the Maxim heavy machine gun was raised and fired directly.

These Flying Wolf Knights were also carefully selected by the Bonaparte Empire and were very powerful, but at this moment, they could only rage helplessly.

If they ran fast, they could still save their lives, but most people were shocked, and then, one by one, they became corpses.

After the Flying Wolf Knight escaped, the outcome of the battle on the ground was decided.

Except for a very small number of powerful knights who chose to break through, the others were either captured or died beyond death.

At this point, the Battle of Antwerp ended with a great defeat for the Carolingian Kingdom, and the rule of the Albert family also ended.

Just a few days after the war began, the Imperial Legion was invincible and crushed all resistance from the Carolingian Kingdom.

By August 9, 314 New God Calendar, the entire Carolingian Kingdom had fallen.

When the news came out, the whole world was in an uproar!

Updated!

(End of this chapter)