Chapter 109: 107: Under the gunfire, all beings are equal (please subscribe, please vote)
On the spire,
Gary Mills had stopped the simultaneous translation and suddenly turned to look at Roy and asked, "So, Baron Marquis did it on purpose, deliberately coming forward to distract Lord Dorji.
Then, send the assassin to destroy the demon altar?"
Luo Yi nodded and said, "Isn't this obvious?!"
"You nobles, you have really dirty hearts!"
“…”
Roy paused for a moment and immediately retorted: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm not a noble, don't include me in this."
Having said that, he looked at Oliveira again and asked, "Is that assassin the Gray Mist Man?"
Oliveira slowly shook his head: “No, but they practice the same secret profession.
They should be from the same place as the Gray Mist Man."
"This Twilight Hermitage is filled with various forces, making it difficult to distinguish them."
Gary Mills quickly patted Roy on the shoulder and said, "The fight has started! It's started again!"
"It seems that the royalists are going to lose this battle."
Luo Yi shook his head and said, "It's hard to say!"
"Even in this state, can we still turn the tide?"
"It's useless to say anything now. Let's keep watching. I don't believe that this is all Dorji can do."
Having said this, he stopped talking and stared at the battlefield.
At this point, after the demon altar was destroyed, no further demons arrived. However, if you think that the remaining demons can be easily dealt with, that would be a joke.
Baron Marquis achieved his goal and immediately began to retreat, wanting to get away from the battlefield.
But Lord Dorji was so angry that he raised his hand and punched out.
Wherever his fist passed, an invisible but tangible air mass was formed, which directly hit Marquez.
He is actually a rare fighter.
The fighter, born out of the legendary monk profession, does not practice fighting spirit, but focuses on comprehending the power of "qi", but does not abide by those complicated precepts.
In other words, they do not receive the extra blessings that come from observing the precepts, but they delve into the techniques of bare-handed combat and close combat.
At the second level, they will fiercely resolve battles with their fists and are good at ground techniques and joint techniques.
However, at this time they were not at an advantage against the knights who were fully armed with armor.
Only when they reach the third level, their Qi can leave their bodies and be strengthened, and their combat power will be greatly improved.
Just like now, he knocked the two guardian knights who came to support him to the ground with one punch and one kick.
He fought one against two and not only did he not lose the upper hand, he even forced the enemy to keep roaring and calling for help from their companions.
It was not until he was besieged by three extraordinary people, especially an elusive shadow assassin, that his momentum was curbed.
However, although Dorji is strong, the group of demons under his command are not enough.
Without the constant support, the group of extraordinary people from the Twilight Hermitage no longer had any scruples. They rushed in directly and started fighting one-on-one.
When this group of extraordinary people began to kill, various powerful combat skills were frequently used. Although the demons were still crazy, they found it difficult to maintain their formation.
At this moment, there is no longer a clear distinction, but a melee.
However, just when the Twilight Hermitage seemed to have gained an absolute upper hand and was about to end the battle, something unexpected suddenly occurred.
Dorji suddenly went crazy. He ignored the attack of the shadow assassin, growled, accumulated a lot of "qi", and suddenly slammed the ground.
Then, a violent gust of wind swept up the dust on the ground and spread in all directions. Wherever it passed, it was like an overwhelming tidal wave, unstoppable.
Even the three extraordinary people surrounding them felt a huge force coming and had to retreat and steady themselves.
At this moment, a magical firework rose into the sky amidst the rising dust, exploded in the darkness, and transformed into the flag of the Habsburg Empire, which lingered for a long time.
What is going on?
I guess this is the voice of many people, but it won’t be long before they know.
In the east of the city, in the slums, when the magic fireworks exploded, magic crystal lamps lit up in the darkness.
Bright and soft light lit up in the sky, and dozens of crystal lamps could illuminate a large area as if it were daytime.
The houses, which were made of dilapidated wooden boards, collapsed in all directions at this moment, revealing the busy figures inside.
They seemed to be wearing ordinary civilian clothes, but their tough, iron-blooded and well-trained temperament could not be concealed at all.
What they were fiddling with were actually magical cannons.
The pitch-black barrel shone with a metallic luster, and the muzzle was pointing in the direction of the Executive Office.
A group of artillerymen disguised as civilians immediately loaded shells, measured wind speed, and fine-tuned the angle.
After doing all this, they looked to the side and saw the general wearing a black military uniform, with golden hair, a cold expression, and bloodshot eyes.
They were waiting, waiting for his orders.
The general didn't make them wait long and gave the order directly.
"Fire volleys! Use up all the ammunition you brought. Let's see how long the extraordinary can hold out under the bombardment."
"yes!"
The response was uniform and full of vigor.
Then, they placed their hands on the magic cannon without hesitation, the magic power was activated, the magic patterns lit up, and the magic crystals shone.
Finally, flames shot up into the sky!
Boom boom boom boom boom boom!
At this moment, flames spewed out from the muzzles of countless magic cannons, and the violent roar was deafening.
At this moment, the iron-blooded general stood in front of the artillery fire, feeling this shocking power.
He looked up, closed his eyes, stretched out his hand, sniffed the smell of gunpowder in the air, and couldn't help but smile.
"What extraordinary strong man?"
"What demonic monster?"
"Under my fire, all beings are equal!"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
A wanton smile emanated from his mouth, and he seemed like a madman facing the world, yet it was enough to scare countless people.
After one round of bombardment, the second round will be loaded and fired, followed by the third, fourth, and fifth rounds...
If you say you want to fire all the shells, then really fire them all first!
In the distance, the spire, Luo Yi and the other two saw this scene. They were all stunned and even forgot to breathe.
No one was more familiar with magic cannons than Gary Mills, so he knew clearly that it was definitely a medium-sized magic cannon used on the battlefield.
It can be said that it is a 152mm caliber 100-pound cannon, and its power is exaggerated.
Are extraordinary strong people powerful?
Of course that’s awesome!
A long time ago, they were all powerful weapons on the battlefield, and one person could decide the outcome of a small-scale war.
But under the magic cannon, they are nothing but meat on the chopping board.
Everything was just as Gary Mills imagined, when fireworks exploded in the air, shrieking sounds were heard, and the explosion of artillery shells shattered everything.
These active-duty soldiers of the empire also demonstrated excellent artillery skills, and the shells only covered Elfate Square and the Executive Hall.
Even after plowing over and over again, the roar continued as if there was no end.
Of course, such intensive bombardment will naturally affect the surrounding areas.
However, the Seven Gods Bank lit up a magical protective force field to block the aftermath, leaving itself intact.
The other buildings collapsed one after another like pieces of paper.
As for the extraordinary strong ones among them, they showed extraordinary qualities. Many of them chose to escape when the disaster was imminent.
Unfortunately, Dorji chose a very clever time, as it was when a melee broke out.
If they wanted to escape, they had to ask the demons for their consent.
A blood-red halo spread out, ignoring the artillery fire and sweeping across the entire battlefield.
Under the collective demonic bloodthirsty spell, the rationality in the eyes of those demons had disappeared, and only madness remained.
These demons don't care about themselves, they only care about their enemies.
Although they could only block it for a moment, that moment of delay allowed the shells to fall on everyone's heads.
Therefore, under the bombardment of artillery fire, even a strong man like Chaofan would either explode with fighting spirit and use the last resort to resist;
Either throw out magic scrolls, protect props, and strive for opportunities.
Maybe someone has that rare teleportation scroll, but it is definitely extremely rare.
At this moment, Luo Yi looked at the scene in front of him, and more images flashed in his mind.
He thought of the Empire's Seventh Mixed Legion outside the city. At the beginning, this legion entered the city to maintain order and set up cannons on the city walls.
When Luo Yi returned from the sea, they had already retreated.
But now I think about it, these magic cannons must have been left behind at that time.
He remembered Baron Marquis's actions!
The difficulty of the Grace Festival was carefully orchestrated by him, and everything that happened in Auckland City after that was also carried out according to his will.
He thought he had calculated everything.
In fact, it was just Lord Dorji who made him think so.
He also thought of Lord Dorji Petrovich, a man known for his ruthlessness and determination, whose performance after the Festival of Grace was very disappointing.
It seems that he can only stay here because of the trust of the imperial royal family.
He seemed to do nothing about the public opinion in Oakland.
But in fact, that was just a show of weakness to the enemy, which allowed Baron Marquis to become more successful and arrogant. Later, when Guise was captured, the plot might be leaked.
At this point, the outcome is reversed, the ups and downs are huge, and it’s completely crazy!
Therefore, what Dorji cared about was never the little baron; what he had to deal with was the Twilight Priory.
Regardless of how many old nobles have joined the Twilight Hermitage and how strong they are, they will all cry after losing so many extraordinary people in this round!
At this moment, amidst the raging gunfire, Luo Yi suddenly wanted to retract his previous comments.
Compared to Lord Dorji, Baron Marquis's insidiousness is nothing!
At this moment, it was Oliveira who spoke first.
Perhaps because he had seen it before, his ability to endure was far greater than Luo Yi's.
So, at this moment, he said calmly: "This is why the Habsburg Empire can intimidate the Old World, and this is also why those old nobles are afraid."
"On the battlefield, under the gunfire, all beings are equal!"
His voice was surprisingly calm, but even Luo Yi, who was mentally prepared, trembled all over.
In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person and had never been to the battlefield. He had only seen such scenes in movies.
At this moment, he finally felt that even the double-layer snake-scale armor with six-fold deflection force field was not enough.
At this moment, he saw from the corner of his eye that just below the spire, a flash of magical light appeared, and a person staggered out from it.
That person was Lord Dorji Petrovich!
Maybe this is what I want to write, with firepower coverage, even the extraordinary ones have to kneel!
(End of this chapter)
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