As Parker left, the hall suddenly became a little quiet. Queen Yan was probably thinking about how to negotiate with the Mocaster Empire, while I was thinking about how to make things difficult for Parker.
"Your Majesty, I'm really sorry. Perhaps I was too reckless just now..." Considering that I was also responsible for the cause of the incident, and I also knew that if the atmosphere continued to be awkward, there would be a communication gap between me and Queen Yaen, so I broke the deadlock first.
"None of your business. Tomorrow, I will implement your method. In fact, I also know that the strength of these necromancers is not even half of that of the Undead Plague a thousand years ago. The more than 100,000 magicians in the kingdom alone are actually capable of supporting for a period of time. With the application of your magic equipment, I think even if your plan fails tomorrow, I can ensure that the heavy infantry of the Mocast Empire can be safely withdrawn. Go! Get ready, the initial battle tomorrow is up to you!" To my great surprise, Queen Yann actually let me handle the prelude to such an important battle. This is simply incredible to me. Am I crazy, or is she crazy? Just when I was so surprised that I couldn't speak, Queen Yann called a magician and asked him to accompany me to make preparations for the war. . . . . .
As soon as I walked out of there, I turned my back to the magician and slapped myself twice. After confirming that I was not dreaming, I was confused. On the surface, I was just a weapons dealer, but now I became the commander of the resistance against the undead army. It was ridiculous.
But thinking back to everything I've experienced in the Kingdom of Yan, I'm very sure that I haven't revealed anything here. In this case, Queen Yan has no motive to test me, so...
In the end, I still couldn't think of any reason why Queen Yan did this. I had no choice but to prepare for tomorrow's war, but out of caution, I finally decided to rely on weapons to fight this battle, and all the tactics would be ignored by me to prevent these new tactics from causing unnecessary trouble.
"Mr. Shen..." Just as I was following the magician, patrolling the defense lines and instructing the soldiers of the Kingdom of Yan to make relevant preparations, a shy female voice came from behind me.
"Princess Mariette, why are you here?" I have a good impression of this girl who has a sense of justice. Although from my current position, she is also a princess of an enemy country, but based on her performance in the magic shop, I have no hostility towards her. But what makes me curious is that she, the future queen of the Kingdom of Yan, should never appear here, after all, Queen Yan is already in full command here.
"Since even a commoner like Mr. Shen can disregard his own safety and go to the forefront to resist the army of the undead, how can I, a great magician of a kingdom, shrink back? Well! Let's not talk about these. I don't know what good things Mr. Shen has brought this time, and how much of a blow it can deal to those blasphemous necromancers?" Marit deliberately pretended to be very brave, and after making everyone laugh, she returned to her slightly worried look.
“This time I brought more than 400 magic cannons, more than 6,000 magic shells, and portable energy-gathering magic arrays and magic-gathering wings that can arm two magician units. The rest are the 200 flywheel chariots that I have high hopes for.
I think if I combine the magic cannon I brought with the ones I had equipped before, I can at least inflict more than 200,000 damages on those skeletons before they get close.
Afterwards, I will dispatch the flywheel chariots to attack those skeletons. If everything goes according to my plan, these 200 chariots will at least be able to disperse the entire necromancer army. And the magicians on those chariots will take advantage of that opportunity to eliminate as many low-level necromancers and puppet mages as possible until they are all sacrificed...
Finally, the heavy infantry and the kingdom's magician troops will attack and destroy the scattered undead troops. If this plan can be implemented smoothly, then we can consume their strength as much as possible before fighting a tough battle with the undead troops.
After this battle, I think we can only hold on here with the main force. At least before other troops come to reinforce, we have absolutely no way to completely destroy them. . . The only thing we can do is to destroy those necromancers and puppet mages as much as possible to reduce the number of skeleton soldiers they can summon. "
Speaking of those undead troops and the pure and melancholy look that Mariette gave me, I couldn't help but feel guilty. If I mobilized all my strength to support the battle in the East Continent, then it is very likely that with the powerful weapons and equipment I have, I can give those undead mages a devastating blow.
But I can't do that now. Not only because of my identity, but also because of my strong petty-bourgeois mentality. Unless I really encounter a catastrophic disaster, if I want to spend all my belongings, it would be better to take my life directly.
"Hey! Millions of people! Even if 200,000 are killed by the magic cannons, and some are killed by the flywheel chariots, and then the heavy infantry and mages attack together, even if all of them are effective, at most only a fraction of them can be eliminated... It seems that the situation is really not optimistic..." After hearing what I said, Mariette's face became even gloomier, and even her voice became lower and lower.
"Don't worry, it's not as bad as you think. Not to mention that there are more than 100,000 magician troops here, even the hundreds of thousands of troops of the Mokast Empire can at least match nearly 2 million skeleton soldiers, but the consequence is that they will also be annihilated.
I think Her Majesty the Queen's magician army can easily wipe out more than one million undead troops in one go. Then, with the support from the rear, even if we can't win easily, we won't have much chance of failure.
Besides, if we can't destroy them in one go, we can retreat a distance and then strike them again. As long as there is one person left in the East Continent, we will never let the undead army and orcs take advantage of us."
"I hope so! I see Mr. Shen has also made general preparations for the war. I wonder if Mr. Shen has free time to walk with me now?" My relaxed tone immediately infected Marit, but I was surprised that Marit actually made such a request. What happened today? Did she and her mother take the wrong medicine? But helplessly, I could only hand over the rest of the work to the magician who brought me here. Under the magician's slow eyes, I followed Marit into the temple... . . . . .
As I pondered the magician's strange look, I seemed to remember something... But this seemed too absurd, right? I had only met her a few times... God, am I dreaming? No, I must be dreaming!
I kept hypnotizing myself in my heart...
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"Mr. Shen, the undead army has arrived. Are you going there right away?" I woke up in the early morning and was caught by the maid from the Kingdom of Yan. Damn it... I looked at this girl in an intermediate magician's robe and was speechless. She didn't even know the first military intelligence. Judging from her appearance, this news is definitely not the latest news. It is even possible that the battle has already started.
"When did this happen?" Ignoring the water she brought for washing my face, I grabbed her shoulders and yelled at her anxiously.
"Just now... it hurts so much..." Seeing my anxious look, the maid quickly answered my question. When she felt that I was grabbing her shoulder hard, I had already grabbed the towel in her basin and rushed out like a fly.
"What's the situation? How many troops do the undead have?" I ran to the defense line anxiously, threw away the towel I used to wipe my face, and immediately asked about the enemy situation, while groping for the telescope in my magic space.
"Hehe, more than 2 million skeletons. It seems that our luck is pretty good this time. If we are lucky, at least half of us can survive... What's the specific situation? Then let you, the commander, explain it!" Hearing my voice, Parker didn't even turn his head and directly provoked me.
Ignoring his taunting, I raised the telescope in my hand and took a look, then immediately threw it back into the magic space. Damn, what the hell is this! At first glance, it was all gray and white swaying skeletons, and I couldn't tell the general outline at all.
There was no way to stop the "light curtain", and I didn't care about exposing myself as a magician. I directly used a light reconnaissance magic to display the situation in the enemy camp in front of everyone in a mirage-like way.
"Equip all the flywheel chariots with long steel blades. Prepare the magic cannons to attack the undead after they enter 1,800 meters. Use the fireball magic scroll to attack. Don't worry about anything else. Just bombard the places where the skeleton soldiers are most concentrated. Anyway, those things, except for the necromancers, are all brainless. Kill as many as you can."
While the soldiers of the Kingdom of Yan were constantly adjusting the magic cannons, the trained 'suicide squads' of the Kingdom of Yan also began to install the 4-meter-long steel blades I brought from Andriel onto the flywheel of the chariot one by one, just as I taught them yesterday.
After the long blades were installed on both the upper and lower circles, the whole carriage now looked like a small lying windmill with two wind wings installed. The lower layer was 0.5 meters above the ground, and the upper layer was 1.5 meters above the ground. No matter what those skeletons were like, as long as they approached my chariot, I would make sure you never came back. . . . .
Ahem! But at the same time, I sighed deeply. If I could plant thousands or tens of thousands of magic scrolls or magic shells as mines in front of us, this battle would be much easier to fight. But I can't do that now, because if I do, it is very likely that the two countries in the East Continent, who have also suffered from this tactic, will turn their suspicious eyes to me.
"Attack!" I immediately gave the order to attack as I watched the terrifying skeletons approaching with stiff steps. Following my order, 600 magic cannons immediately began to unleash their power, and magic shells as big as lead balls rained down on the camp of the undead army. At the same time, hundreds of huge fire dragon explosion magics with a diameter of 20 meters followed, carrying the white iron fragments wrapped around the magic shells, which flew everywhere and directly broke the skeletons within the range into pieces.
"What is this? What is this thing? How can it be so powerful? How can their range be so far? This...this..."
As hundreds of fire dragon explosion magic shells exploded and hundreds of fire clouds rose up, Parker, who had been waiting to see my show, jumped up almost immediately at the moment when those fire dragon explosion magic shells exploded, and his expression was so hysterical.
Think about it, if the Mocaster Empire, which was already constrained by the huge magician team of the Kingdom of Yan, was also possessed by such powerful long-range weapons of the Kingdom of Yan, it would be their doom. A large number of magician troops, coupled with a sufficient number of such weapons, would make the Kingdom of Yan a terrifying machine that could destroy cities and strongholds.
As for the Mocaster Empire, without comparable equipment and magician troops, it was like trying to fill a bottomless pit with ants if it wanted to rely on its slow-moving infantry to fight against the army of the Kingdom of Yan. . . . .
But no one answered him. Even the officers of the Mocast Empire around him were shocked by the long range and powerful power of the magic cannon. They did not think that these weapons would also pose the same threat to them. At this time, I simply disdained to answer Parker's actions. In addition, those insiders of the Kingdom of Yan were also intoxicated by the powerful weapons they had and did not care to pay attention to Parker's actions.
"Keep shooting until the Undead troops are within 500 meters, then you can stop the attack under my order... Order: All chariot soldiers are ready to get on the vehicles, and the accompanying magicians are ready to prepare magic scrolls and their own portable magic tools. Your goal is, first, to break the bone wall and any obstacles that the puppet mages and necromancers are preparing to erect in front of you, and second, to attack all necromancers and puppet mages that are close to or within the range of your magic attack, and eliminate as many of them as possible...
Next, all heavy infantrymen listen up. When the chariot soldiers set off, you must follow immediately. Follow the chariots’ charge route and separate the skeleton soldiers, necromancers, and puppet mages that are scattered along the way. . . . .
Come, give each heavy infantry soldier a magic collar and have them wear it. This way, if you unfortunately die in battle, the necromancers will not be able to turn you into skeletons, lest you hurt your companions after death. "
After a series of orders, I asked some soldiers from the Kingdom of Yan to bring up dozens of boxes of magic collars and instructed the heavy infantrymen who were about to attack to wear them. Fearing that they would be turned into skeleton soldiers, the soldiers put the collars on their necks without hesitation.
Afterwards, I asked two magician troops of the Kingdom of Yan to prepare to support the heavy infantry of the Empire of Mokast, carrying the Magic Wings. At the same time, I said that I didn't know how to defend, and asked Parker to prepare various defenses on the line.
As the magic cannons continued to bombard, the necromancers converted by the holy beast priests probably also suffered a great blow. In the dense area of the artillery fire, gray-white bones were often seen falling in pieces. Every time this happened, I knew that a necromancer or a puppet mage must have been completely killed.
"Keep bombing, except for the remaining 3 magic shells in each magic cannon, throw them all out!" I became even more excited when I saw the undead army starting to disperse and no longer gathering in one place. It's good to disperse! This way, my lawnmower plan can be executed more easily, otherwise it will be too stuck when there is too much grass!
While I was excited, the ones who were most worried were undoubtedly Parker and Queen Yann. Parker wanted to know the secret of the magic cannons all the time, and was even worried about how to get one and send it back to the Mokast Empire. Queen Yann and Marit, however, had another thought...
"All chariots are ready... All chariots are ready... Maintain the highest speed immediately after departure, and plow back and forth in the enemy camp until you no longer see a single undead in front of you. Think about the promise Her Majesty the Queen made to you! Now is the time for you to repay... Now, everyone set off!" When the undead rushed to about 500 meters away from the defense line, I gave the order for the chariots to charge.
At the same time, the chariots started up quickly and rushed towards the gray army. As the chariots gradually accelerated, the flywheels outside the chariots also began to gradually accelerate with the rotation of the carriage wheels until they were running at a high speed. And the long blades equipped on the flywheels also began to swing rapidly with the rotation of the flywheels, as if they were an oversized lawn mower. And his target was those fragile skeletons.
When the first skeleton hit the long blade spinning rapidly outside the chariot, it was chopped into pieces as if it had been hit by a giant pendulum. The chariot did not even stop, and rushed directly to their next target. For a moment, the gray-white skeletons on the battlefield were flying around like fireworks. Many skeletons were even thrown off the chariot, and the remaining intact parts were smashed into pieces again by another chariot that followed. (To be continued)