Although the picturesque Forest of Dreams was quite comfortable to live in, just like its name, it was only a rare beautiful dream in this chaotic world.
And when I walked out of the forest and looked around, I would still see a vast battlefield.
The eastern battlefront had been rather "peaceful" for the past few days. That was because the owners of the eastern battlefront, the wood spirits that resided in the Forest of Dreams, had no intentions of leaving the forest's protection before the Creator Goddesses gave the order.
Apart from the wood spirits' regular army, most of the main forces participating in this battle were the Contract Heroes' self-organized combat squads. Although they were quite aggressive, their attacks were more focused on hunting rather than fighting. Perhaps they would be able to achieve good results in battle, but it was impossible to expect them to gain any strategic advantage without someone commanding them.
However, two days ago, a fleet approached the Forest of Dreams from the sea. Auland's navy continued to bombard the continent along the coastline with magic crystal cannons that had been upgraded to several generations. These magic crystal cannons left a trail of meteors as they destroyed everything within range of the Forest of Dreams.
This range directly surpassed the Forest of Dreams and the outer battlefront. The farthest point was more than 30 kilometers. And it wasn't any advanced technology that could allow the cannons to reach such a distance. Rather, it was the magic of astrologers.
In this battle, the Ottoman navy displayed its new trump card. Numerous cannons were erected on the airships. With the help of observers, astrologers, and enchantment mages, the cannons were constantly adjusted and fired long-range cannons.
As for having robed witches dance in front of the cannons to increase damage, increase fire damage, increase accuracy, increase shooting range, and so on … Although this seemed quite ridiculous to some, Aichy and the others were quite used to it.
From the day that magical engineering technology was created, it was destined to be a combination of technology and magic.
Compared to Bardi, which was also doing its best to keep up with the times, the Ottoman navy had a much weaker foundation. It wasn't old enough and didn't have any powerful and ancient military types. However, it had always been at the peak of its generation in terms of industry, commerce, engineering, and alchemy. And ten years after the technological revolution, the Ottoman navy began to focus on the path of explosive war machines.
One by one, the battleships were anchored along the coast. Their front decks began to deform and spread out, and the second layer below, which was also equipped with cannons, was activated at the same time.
Each battleship was equipped with hundreds of cannons. This fleet of 22 battleships opened fire at the same time, causing the entire land to rumble.
Fiery meteors streaked across the sky. Wave after wave of beautiful meteor showers fell with the wind, but what they brought to the battlefield was destruction and explosions.
Perhaps because there were simply too many high-ranked demons participating in the battle, flames and corrosive domains often appeared on the battlefield. In the eyes of observers, it was like a region suddenly turning red and green, which naturally became the focus of the fleet's bombardment.
Red, blue, green, and flowers. The battlefield was dyed in a myriad of colors, but it was a forbidden zone for life. There were either deadly poisonous fog or explosive sparks.
Perhaps this scene would be recorded in the annals of history. Although the scale wasn't large, this was the first time that an organized magical engineering squad had appeared on the battlefield, and they were fighting against the strongest devil army of the Olden Era.
The tremendous difference in attack range meant that the devils could only passively take hits. If they wanted to cause trouble for the fleet, they would first have to break through the Forest of Dreams' blockade.
Most of the flying devils chose to take a detour. However, what awaited them were the wood spirits' floating magical plants and the Ottoman fleet's airships. The Mage Country's archmages had been waiting for them for a long time.
The flying devils were shot down in droves, unable to threaten the Ottoman fleet at all. The Ottoman fleet obtained an early victory by relying on their geographical and technological advantage.
However, the Ottoman fleet didn't have the time to be proud. The Ottoman fleet directly split into two, with one portion continuing to circle around the Forest of Dreams and provide artillery support from the ground. However, it was likely that the Ottoman fleet would only be able to stabilize the frontlines. After all, as the battle progressed, the furthest range of the Ottoman cannons would be discovered sooner or later.
Of course, some of the Ottoman fleet's airships also had the ability to float in the air. Considering how dangerous the frontlines were, leaving this region of water would mean giving up on the wood spirits' protection. Any captain with a normal brain would never travel alone.
Providing reinforcements to the Forest of Dreams' defense line was only secondary. The airships that had left were currently escorting the transport airships. What the Ottoman fleet was doing would actually be even more fatal for the devils' defense line.
Perhaps some people had already forgotten that the Bardi Empire and the Mage Country were actually only separated by a strait. In fact, the Forest of Dreams was originally located in the East's number one port, Port Victoria.
Over the past few years, although the Forest of Dreams and the undead Asolivis had mysteriously appeared in this region, forcefully cutting off direct communication between the Bardi Empire and the Mage Country, that didn't mean that the geography of the two countries had changed.
Right now, these transport airships were heading to the other side of the strait. The Mage Country's mages had already finished their preparations there. The mages' strongest (and only) organized mage squad would finally be able to enter the battlefield.
The reason why they chose transport airships with astonishing capacity was because it wasn't just the mages themselves that were coming. Gigantic war puppets, magical marionettes, summoned creatures, otherworld elemental creatures, and so on would be the mages' most trusted vanguard.
The current situation on the battlefield was quite obvious. The Mage Country, Bardi, and Ottoman Empire were all going all-out against the Lord of Tyranny's devil army.
The eastern battlefield was left to the local leader, Bardi. Meanwhile, the Ottoman Empire, the Mage Country, and the wood spirits were working together to gradually put pressure on Asolivis, which was a vital location for the undead and demons.
This time, they had made up their minds to get rid of this great trouble.
Once the airships finished clearing out the devils and undead along the coast, the Mage Country's vanguard would be able to disembark. At that time, the three Mage Countries would ally together to attack the western side of Asolivis, while Bardi would firmly hold on to the eastern side.
In a battle of such a scale, individual strength was limited. The strong would be used to deal with the strong. It seemed that both sides were tacitly accepting this unwritten rule of the battlefield.
As the battle progressed, it was inevitable that the strong would suppress ordinary soldiers. That would be the time for the strong to enter the battlefield. Of course, some people would be an exception to this rule from the very start.
"Actually, wouldn't it all be over with just one attack?"
Actually, I was rather hesitant. The enemy's position was so perfect that I really wanted to attack him.
If I cast my curse in the Forest of Dreams, it would be highly unlikely that the enemies would be able to stop me. Even if the enemies were able to prepare beforehand and escape, it would still be possible for them to clear out the battlefield and make way for the crusade army that would arrive later.
"And then you'll be bedridden on a ship for two more months?"
"That won't happen this time. Now that I've broken through to SemiGod and gained experience … I'll probably be fine after one week."
"One week? At this time? Do you really think that anyone would let go of such a good opportunity in the current situation? "
"If I were him, I definitely wouldn't …"
Since I was worried that others would take advantage of my weakened state after casting a forbidden spell, I was currently feeling rather restrained.
However, the human allied army's command center came looking for me at this time and gave me a life-threatening mission. As a member of the allied army, I really couldn't refuse when everyone else was bleeding and sweating.
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