With a click, the bolt popped up and the bomb, which weighed five times as much as Nightingale, slid out of the bracket and flew toward the crowd.
After leaving the "East Wind", the bomb immediately regained its weight, but its speed did not decrease. This change instantly gave it great kinetic energy. The friction between the projectile and the air made a strange whistling sound, like a whistle, but also like the mountain wind passing through a cave. The people on the ground raised their heads at the same time, watching this incredible scene.
At this moment, most of the nobles of the Kingdom of Dawn were relieved.
Compared to Maggie's terrifying and huge body, the two bombs were not even worth mentioning. Even if they were thrown from such a height and hit their heads, there would be nothing left of them, but only three or four unlucky people would die.
In order to get a share of the loot from the collapsing church, many responded to this expedition. From the Guardian Duke to the newly promoted Knight, all of them prepared their horses and recruited followers. They followed the King of Dawn and marched westward. Therefore, the troop was unprecedentedly large.
It was an army of more than 10,000 people. Even 30 or 40 of them died, let alone three or four.
The Devilbeasts, on the other hand, were even more frightening. Once they pounced into the crowd, they would bite and trample, causing at least hundreds of casualties, not to mention the losses caused by the ignorant serfs who were scared out of their wits and frantically fled. As long as the giant beasts did not land, they were not too worried.
Of course, it could also be that the enemy was afraid to openly confront the army of the Kingdom of Dawn. After all, it was very likely that the witches were behind this. Besides the God's Stone of Retaliation, they had also prepared a lot of tools to deal with witches. Since the target of the robbery was the church, these tools were naturally indispensable.
Many Knight had put down their longbows and put away their God's Stone arrows. They were betting on which family's troop the two black stones would fall on.
There was no evacuation, no crouching. Under everyone's gaze, the two missiles were like arrows that left the bow, crashing head-on into the slow-moving army in a nearly straight line trajectory.
Two scarlet flames suddenly appeared in the middle of the "stream"!
The people and animals at the landing point of the bombs were directly turned into Ashes. The expanding airflow formed an explosive wind, which spread in all directions like a ripple. At this speed, the hot wind was no different from a steel wall. Those who crashed into it were immediately smashed into pieces, with broken limbs and internal organs flying everywhere.
The shockwave weakened very quickly, and after a hundred steps, it no longer had the ability to tear apart the body. However, for a missile, its destructive power was far more than that.
Different from the battle in the king's city, the area between the Kingdom of Dawn and the old Holy City was a spacious plain. Neither the shock wave nor the shrapnel could block it. The high-density crowd, who were completely defenseless and standing upright, became the best target for the shrapnel. The thousands of iron balls in the shell, together with the broken shell, pierced through the crowd at a speed several times faster than the speed of sound. One iron ball could penetrate more than ten people before stopping, not to mention the steel shell that was full of energy.
The bomb's power was almost unreservedly.
From the sky, the rising black smoke looked like a high wall that stopped the surging "stream".
However, before the nobles of the Kingdom of Dawn could recover from the shock, Lightning had climbed to the highest point and started the second round of dives.
"'East Wind', attack again!"
Maggie followed closely behind. She folded her wings and dove down along the track created by Lightning. She let out a long and sonorous howl.
"Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!"
Eight bombs were mounted on two mounts on the left and right respectively and dropped according to the slide. They could be used four times in a row, or they could be dropped on the same target in one go. To achieve the best deterrent effect, Lightning intended to dive four times and try to drop the bombs in the back of the stream that had not yet dispersed.
However, when the third round of bombs dropped, the army of the Kingdom of Dawn collapsed.
For those who were still alive, it was not an explosion but a divine punishment. Everywhere hit by the Heavenly Thunder was scorched earth and corpses were everywhere. Whether it was the unarmored serfs or the heavily armored Knight, they were no different in front of the hellish flames. No one knew how long this attack would last. The deafening explosions and the screams of the seriously injured were torturing the nobles' nerves.
What was most unacceptable was that in the face of such an incredible attack, the only thing they could do was to pray that the black stones would not fall near them next time. The giant beasts hovering and diving in the air would not get close to the attack range of the arrows. The nobles could only passively take the hits and were almost helpless.
Such a battle was completely beyond their common sense.
The nobles came to plunder wealth. If they could not even save their own lives, what was the use of money? Even if they could loot a large box of Golden Dragon, they could not transport it back after all the servants died.
After weighing the two factors, the conclusion was self-evident.
When the Knight, who strictly ordered the serfs not to escape from the battlefield, turned around and spurred his horse, the nobles soon lost their restraint. The "stream" began to flow again, but this time in a completely different direction. First, there were two batches, then groups. The scattered nobles who had already entered the city lost their source, and the more orderly troops at the back became a pile of scattered sand.
But for the army of the Kingdom of Dawn, the nightmare had just begun.
The First Army, who had been hiding in the field on the side of the road, calmly pulled the trigger when the enemies swarmed in.
This was a textbook attack from the side.
The nobles only wanted to leave this dangerous place as soon as possible, so they completely ignored the reconnaissance and defense of the flanks. The five squads of the Northern Region garrison lined up along the road and fired at the fleeing crowd. They did not need to worry about hitting the target with heavy machine guns or revolving rifles. Within a distance of less than 300 meters, they only needed to use up the bullets in the barrels as soon as possible.
The straw, which was half a man's height, became the best cover for the ambushers. Before dawn, Eagle Face had already led his men to hide here. Sylvie's powerful Insight ensured that she was completely hidden from the scouts. The scouts were almost like blind men, but their every move was clearly exposed to the eyes of the First Army.
In terms of reconnaissance, the two were no longer on the same level.
It was not until the first gunshot that the nobles of the Kingdom of Dawn realized that there was an enemy ambush in the rice field! If they were ambushed during the march, they might have launched a counterattack by relying on their superior numbers. But at this moment, escaping was the most important thing. Whether they would be shot or not depended on luck. Everyone hated that they didn't have an extra pair of legs. They ran away in panic. The nobles even drove their mounts to charge through the crowd, completely disregarding the lives of their subjects.
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