The marionette that the Engineer Walker was piloting was an old model that Baiyi thought was flashy and useless in battle, but the Engineer Walker had successfully tricked the nobles into investing a large sum of money into the marionette. The Engineer Walker had used the money to upgrade the marionette. Not only had the marionette been equipped with the latest transfiguration and speech modules, but the armor and the critical parts of the marionette had also been replaced with the new alloy that the Alchemist Walker had invented. The marionette's propulsion system had also been upgraded.
The cost of a single marionette was enough to equip a large army of ten thousand soldiers, and the marionette's performance on the battlefield seemed to be worthy of its value. The outer shell, which the alchemists had forcibly named as Gordanium alloy, had actually rendered the Church helpless? Be it the combat chi infused swords or divine spells, none of them could leave a single scratch on the marionette's body. The marionette's appearance was still fresh and clean.
The marionette's attacks were simple and crude. There were no flashy visual effects, and it did not have any flashy names. The marionette's attacks were simple, primitive punches and swings. The strength and accuracy of the marionette's attacks were even more difficult to deal with than the most sophisticated martial arts. The crusaders and paladins who had charged in to fight the marionette did not even last a second. Soon, the left wing of the Church was in chaos.
"Be careful! The marionette's main targets are the clerics and sorcerers! Protect them!" A squad of crusaders noticed the marionette's intention and bravely stood in front of it.
"If you don't resist, you won't die. Why can't you understand that?" The marionette said coldly. With a casual wave of its muscular arm, the squad of crusaders was sent flying. The clerics they were protecting were exposed to the marionette's attack.
"Fear not, everyone! Justice will triumph over evil! "The clerics, who knew that they were about to die, mustered all their courage and shouted.
"Who understands what you're saying?" Nana coldly punched the priest, turning him into a pancake.
Grand Paladin Aven, who was in the middle of the army, watched as the monster attacked his left flank like a raging bull. He couldn't care less about the formation of the formation and could only transfer his men to the right flank. He even had the urge to send out the Paladin Knights as his trump card. Fortunately, the Chief Judge tried his best to dissuade him from doing so. If the Paladin Knights were to be entangled with the monster and the other monsters suddenly appeared, both of them would be in danger.
Just like that, under the destruction of the magic marionettes, the church's left front line was in chaos. Although the number of casualties was not high, it was the back line that provided protection for the army. The originally impeccable magic defense system began to show flaws, and under the command of the head commander, the army on the right began to move closer. The entire church's formation began to become denser and denser.
The blacksmith, who had been observing the battle from the top of the wall, felt that it was about time and shouted to one of his favorite students, "Second Battalion Commander, where's my Italian cannon?"
"Eh? How did I become a battalion commander? Don't we only have six cannons? " The student complained to himself as he gathered the other students to start operating the magic cannons. "Why did they change the name to Italian cannon?" he muttered to himself.
"Use high explosive and incendiary bombs. You don't need to aim. Just aim at the densest area and fire! Fire! "The blacksmith continued to order.
As a result, the six magic cannons that had silently destroyed the God's Punishment Castle let out a series of muffled sounds. The cannonballs, which were sealed with powerful destructive magic, whizzed towards the church's increasingly dense formation.
Magic protection during a large-scale battle could not be applied to a single person like how it could be applied to a single person. The only way to maintain the highest efficiency was through a series of large-scale enchantments. If the formation was orderly and the enchantment covered the area, they would be invincible. However, if there was a problem with the formation, or if the enemy somehow broke through the enchantment …
This was the end result. The barrier that was powerless against physical attacks could not resist the direct bombardment of the cannonballs. The cannonballs easily passed through the barrier, and the large-scale destructive spells exploded in the middle of the crowd without any hindrance. Following a series of loud explosions, the battlefield was littered with corpses. In front of ordinary people without any protection, the killing efficiency of these spells was not much worse than modern gunpowder.
"What? The enemy is attacking us with magic? How is this possible?! " Old Haydn, who was already furious to the point of having a heart attack, finally fainted after hearing the latest news. The Grand Cross Commander and the Chief Judge were also dumbfounded. Although the formation was a little messy, the protective enchantment was still intact. How could it be attacked by magic?
"Retreat! Retreat immediately! " Head Commander Haydn didn't care about his dignity and gave the most correct order. Although he didn't know what was going on, the unreliable old Haydn felt dizzy again. Retreating for now was the best choice. They couldn't expose a large number of soldiers to the enemy's magic attack.
The Grand Cross Commander's order made the already flawed magic protection system even worse. The Archmage, who had been observing the situation, suddenly made his move. He began to use his spells to kill the soldiers who were exposed outside the protection. Coupled with the Blacksmith's cannons and the Engineer Marionette's pursuit, the Church's orderly retreat was instantly disrupted. No matter how strong their faith was, the soldiers could no longer remain calm. They began to flee like refugees, and the entire army was in a state of disarray.
"Why … Why is this happening?!" The Chief Judge, who was riding on a tall horse, was relatively safe under the protection of the paladins. He could see soldiers fleeing in all directions, and the enemy's magic was still exploding around him. Every few steps he took, he would see groups of soldiers being blasted into the sky or incinerated into ashes. Severed limbs filled his vision, and screams of pain filled his ears. The young leader of the Church had never imagined that he would experience such torment.
Was this the horror of purgatory?
"Tsk, tsk. What a pity …" The Blacksmith muttered in dissatisfaction as he looked at the scattered soldiers. The student he had just appointed as the Second Battalion Commander had just informed him that the cannons had overheated and needed to be cooled down. Moreover, the Church was now in a state of disarray, and their killing rate was far lower than before. The Blacksmith had no choice but to stop the cannons.
The marionette was also temporarily recalled by the Engineer Walker. He did not want it to suffer any unnecessary damage during this pointless pursuit, so he controlled it to walk proudly back to the city gate. Amidst the cheers and applause of the soldiers on the city wall, he said, "Solomon, I'm back!"
The Archmage Walker's attack did not last too long. Hunting down deserters was neither honorable nor honorable. The Emperor of the Rohlserlian Empire did not have to do it himself; he could just leave it to his subordinates.
"Send Attie's people out," the Archmage Walker said to Tisdale, Nota, and the other girls.
A group of five thousand Steppe Cavalrymen was ready to make their move. They had been staying at Attie's home all this time, and had not teleported to Arfin yet. When the Engineer Walker's marionette went on a killing spree, the cavalrymen began to gather at Arfin City through a teleportation portal. A few Sorcerers would then teleport the cavalrymen out of the city, so that they could pursue and kill the enemy as quickly as possible.
The Steppe Cavalrymen were not well-trained, and their individual combat abilities were not particularly impressive. However, they were highly mobile, and their enemies were in a worse state than they were. This kind of pursuit was efficient, cruel, and bloody.
Nota furrowed her brows and asked, "Grandpa, the enemy has retreated. Do we really have to do this?"
"My child," the Archmage Walker replied in a hushed voice, "the only way for you to learn to be kind, is to kill so cruelly …"
Nota seemed to have understood something. She gently nodded and began to cooperate with the magician's spell casting seriously, sending the grassland cavalrymen into their favorite and most proficient part of the hunt.
"King Attie has said that each head will be rewarded with ten gold coins! The warrior who beheads the most will be rewarded with a piece of real estate in Dawnmoon City! Our son will even be able to take the university entrance exam! Brothers, charge! Kill these idiots! " The leader of the Steppe Cavalrymen shouted. He was one of Attie's fans from the Dawnmoon Clan. He was the kind of person who only knew Attie but not the King, so he forcefully gave her the title of King.
However, the group of barbarians did not care who gave them the title. All they knew was that Dawnmoon City was like a paradise in the Steppe. Every rich family wanted to buy a house there. A piece of real estate could be exchanged for hundreds of cattle and sheep. Not only that, but the fact that their son could take the university entrance exam was even more exciting. After all, the University had never accepted barbarians from the Steppe.
As the saying goes, 'When there is a big reward, there will always be brave men'. Stimulated by the reward, the mob of barbarians in Baiyi's eyes did not care whether they were fighting for the devils that they had slaughtered in the Steppe or not. Howling, they charged towards the defeated army of the Church. Even though they encountered many resistance along the way and lost a lot of men, they still managed to chase the Church to the outskirts of Shansa City. When they were attacked by the defending army, they had no choice but to retreat.
In total, they had taken the lives of more than four thousand people, raising the number of casualties of the Church to twenty thousand. That was more than a third of the total number!
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