Chapter 813 An Explosion That Resounded Throughout the World.
Gwen, carrying a longsword in one hand and her mother-in-law in the other, was about to turn around and charge when she heard Galahad's words and paused.
A moment later, she gritted her teeth and retreated back into the crew cabin.
"You have to hit it!!"
Galahad's eyes were bloodshot; whether they could escape depended on this.
As if she had just thought of something, the old woman flashed to the top of Galahad's turret, placed her hand on it, and her eyes gleamed.
She couldn't help Galahad increase his accuracy, but she could give the other side a little something extra.
Time seemed to stand still. The sounds of explosions and shouts of battle around him gradually faded into the distance. Galahad stared intently at the distant cannon muzzle.
He felt he should recall something, but nothing came to mind. His mind was blank, with only the distant cannon muzzle and the self-propelled artillery beneath him extending like an arm. He felt like a knight raising his lance, ready to charge, his eyes fixed on the enemy he was about to kill.
Bang.
The sound of the cannon firing was inconspicuous among the surrounding explosions, and the flying shells were like small boats in a storm, weaving against the rain of bullets falling in this direction.
In an instant, it flew to its target, the dark main cannon of the war fortress.
Compared to the massive war fortress, it seemed like an ant looking up at the mountains.
The next moment, the ants shook the mountain.
A muffled explosion came from the cannon's muzzle, but it went unnoticed by anyone. However, the light gathered at the muzzle suddenly trembled.
The accumulated energy dissipated—no, it didn't dissipate, it exploded!
The dazzling light, if it were shot out, would have formed a wall of light that pierced through the battlefield, but now, it exploded on the spot.
The old woman's figure suddenly disappeared from Galahad's turret.
Immediately afterwards, a huge explosion rang out in the battle fortress.
The once sharply defined fortress was blasted open and bulged outwards like an inflated balloon, completely losing its previous elegance and ferocity.
It was completely paralyzed in place.
Just when everyone thought it was over, a fire more intense than ever before suddenly burst forth from within, like a blazing newborn sun!
Its ammunition depot exploded.
At that moment, no one remembered the fighting; everyone on the battlefield turned to look at the enormous fireball.
The internal explosion merged with the external energy sphere, pushing the intense flames even higher, and an unparalleled shockwave instantly swept across the entire battlefield!
Soldiers were thrown into the air, along with warhorses and various equipment. The old woman's charred figure reappeared on the self-propelled artillery, where Gwen swiftly pulled her into the crew compartment and immediately closed the hatch.
The next moment, the shockwave, carrying mud and soil, blasted up!
Without needing orders, the entire Wild Speed Squad sped off, eager to floor the gas pedal and frantically move away from the center of the explosion.
The cumbersome steam tanks behind them were much slower. They desperately turned their turrets and fired at the explosion, but it was no use. The flames engulfed them in an instant.
Even more desperate than the steam tanks were the soldiers around them. Some stood there dumbfounded, some knelt on the ground praying, and the more clever ones used their fastest speed to hide in the bunkers.
The explosion engulfed everyone equally, turning them and their shelters to ashes.
As Nora drove the cannon forward at breakneck speed, she looked back at the explosion. The rising mushroom cloud left a deep mark on her eyes and heart. Her temporary blindness would soon be restored, but the impression etched in her heart would accompany her for the rest of her life.
The scale of the explosion far exceeded everyone's expectations, and because it happened at night, the light traveled extremely far.
A squad of Imperial tanks, ordered to pursue, were advancing according to the instructions of the superhumans. Although they were outpaced by the artillery fire, they slowly formed a larger net, creating a tight encirclement.
Now, it suddenly stopped, and several priests from the Vatican opened their observation windows, looking in shock at the distant explosion.
A moment later, the tank turned around and drove toward the fire.
On the Tiss Duchy's position, hundreds of kilometers away, a reconnaissance airship was hovering in the sky when a sudden burst of fire in the distance startled the observer on board.
"Explosion? The Vatican has attacked!?"
Without any hesitation, he immediately pressed the emergency contact button, and a deep alarm sounded throughout the entire military camp.
On the opposite Imperial front, the lookouts were not able to see the distant explosions clearly, but they noticed the emergency assembly of the Principality of Tiss and hurriedly sounded the alarm.
Soon, the battlefield here became lively.
The soldiers of this era had a high rate of night blindness and there was no tradition of fighting at night; this was the first time they had begun fighting at night.
But this will certainly not be the last time; the pace of change in the war has exceeded everyone's expectations.
Isabella, with dark circles under her eyes, was directing the battle.
She usually delegated these tasks to her officers, but today she felt inexplicably anxious.
She had watched the Wild Squad set off with her own eyes, but they hadn't returned yet, and another explosion occurred in the distance.
Feeling frustrated, she decided to go directly to the front lines and vent her anger on the opposing positions.
"Sir, the enemy's flank has collapsed. Should we withdraw our men?" the staff officer beside him asked.
Logically, they should advance at this point, but with steam tanks present, the soldiers generally don't engage in too deep a battle, to prevent the steam tanks from suddenly appearing and cutting off their momentum.
"go ahead."
"But."
“I said, move forward.” Isabella’s tone was icy; she didn’t know why she was so agitated.
Galahad, Nora, her mother-in-law, Gwen, and the steam tank—she had considered that even if they were all lost, it wouldn't be entirely unacceptable; it would just be normal casualties. But why was she feeling pain so subconsciously now?
Forget it, if I can't figure it out, I'll stop thinking about it.
She shifted her gaze to the enemy opposite her; if she was unhappy, the enemy wouldn't have an easy time either.
"Sir, a report from the front: several self-propelled artillery pieces have rushed back from the direction of the explosion; it is suspected to be..."
Before the soldier could finish speaking, Isabella had already rushed out of the command post. Looking at the Storm Squad returning from the explosion in the distance, she revealed a genuine smile.
"Hahaha, look at the mess you all make! Go to the back and stay there, it's my turn!"
"Bring me my armor, I'm leading the charge!"
Isabella was delighted and decided to let the other side celebrate too.
With their blood.
Hughes was dragged out of bed by Ash in the middle of the night.
He was still half asleep when he subconsciously opened the mental link of the symbiotic contract, and was immediately stunned by the explosive news inside.
"Explosion? Mushroom cloud?! An explosion visible from hundreds of kilometers away?! The Raging Squad reported that it was bombed by the War Fortress?"
Hughes suddenly realized: "Is that fortress nuclear-powered?"
He instinctively dismissed the idea, after all, nuclear power isn't a nuclear bomb, it's not that easy to explode.
But this isn't Earth.
The internal combustion engines here can explode, and the steam engines can curse; the battle fortress might actually turn into a nuclear bomb.
Hughes thought for a moment, his face twitching: "Emergency production of a batch of protective suits to send to the front line, bring Gaia over, I'll draw up the design for her. And Ash, put me down first."
(End of this chapter)
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