Western Continent, Crancia.
The flags were flying, and soldiers wearing uniform equipment came from all directions to step into this chaotic battlefield.
Under the white flag fluttering in the wind, there is an incomparably neat silver-white army formation. The sturdy giant shield is engraved with shining stars, and a metal muzzle is placed in the gap of the shield, pointing to the black and red army under the hillside.
After months of hard-fought battles, Crancia's excellent mobilization mechanics are starting to show their power. Countless military-trained youths have been reorganized by the state, distributed with weapons and equipment, and stepped into the battlefield.
The military factory in the rear is also running at full power under the high morale of the workers, and brand-new muskets are released from the furnace and distributed to the soldiers on the front line.
Although muskets cannot completely suppress contemporary archers, muskets have a great advantage in ease of use and popularity compared with the high training time and physical requirements of archers.
A year has passed in a hurry, and as the army of the Crimson Empire entered the hinterland of Crancia, it was like compressing a spring to the extreme, and the resistance it encountered became greater and greater. In the past, it was possible to advance hundreds of miles a week, but now it has become extremely difficult to advance a thousand meters.
November 1698
The army of the Canghong Empire once again fought a decisive battle with Crancia in the wilderness of Fengxiao Province. This time, the two sides invested a total of nearly 3 million soldiers, distributed on a front line that was dozens of kilometers long, and there was smoke and artillery fire everywhere.
"The army is advancing!"
Under the scorching winter sun, the commander of the empire raised the long sword in his hand, facing the dazzling flash of the sword, the heavy armored bull riding on the ground began to walk slowly, and the speed became faster and faster.
These original Sequence 4 War rhinos from the middle of the empire are the elite private army of the Earl of Grey Peak. Each rhinoceros is draped with a few inches of thick bronze armor, and the heavy hoofs of the rhinoceros are bound to stay when they step on the ground. The next deep footprint, as it marched, rolled over the ground like thunder, shaking and terrifying.
Looking at the bronze rhino heavy riding in front of him, a short blaze of fire lit up in the Crancia formation, and the sound of musket fire was continuous.
The dense bullets hit the heavy bronze armor, splashing countless sparks and sounds, and smashing small scratches.
"Haha, it's useless and useless, such an attack can't do anything for my rhinoceros." A nobleman wearing a white velvet cape on a red background laughed loudly. He was the Earl of Grey Peak who led these war rhinos.
Since the great army of the empire has reported many successes in the front, the old noble nobles in the empire have finally been dispatched. Unlike those small nobles, many of these nobles are wealthy families who started together with the empire, and their families have been raising powerful private troops.
This is the strength and strength they are proud of, symbolizing the glory and power of the family, keeping the famous door intact.
Now that the once-in-a-millennium war has begun, they have also brought out this long-cultivated private army, ready to prove the glory of the family once again on the battlefield, and obtain the merits of opening up a new era.
"Oops."
Behind Crancia, the commanders who watched the battle frowned. Although Crancia has replenished nearly 600,000 new troops, the follow-up 1 million troops of the Canghong Empire have also come one after another to join the battlefield. The scales that had been tilted were leveled here, and the battle was in a stalemate again.
"Let the mage team come on, change the terrain, and stop those war rhinos."
"Yes, sir." The messenger replied loudly, then waved the command flag to convey the order to the phalanx behind.
"Looks like it's our turn to play."
A graceful mage looked at the flags and flashes on the hill and understood what the commander in front meant. She was wearing a white-based open-neck uniform, the cuffs and skirts of her clothes were gold-colored edges similar to metal, and her long smooth black hair was draped behind her shoulders, which floated slightly under the light of magic.
There is a white flower on the hair ring of his head, and the black gloves that even the wrists wrap the palms of the hands, revealing the slender fingertips. As the palms of his hands are raised, a floating magic instrument also floats up, which begins to rotate and flow gracefully. Out of blue magic light particles.
Beidi Pavilion
Tireira, Magic Sequence 7. Huilan Spiner, the former Ruerna Mage, a graduate of Emenas, contacted the sage of Crancia very early, and gave the key The original magic steam turbine. In the battle between the Frost Alliance and the Starlight Alliance, it was a rare mage who was not involved in the war.
After the war, this outstanding mage genius joined Crancia and became the leader of the current Crancia line of mages. Under his research, he was just promoted to Magic Sequence 7 at the beginning of this year, which is also the current domestic Magic Sequence. The superhuman who has gone the farthest.
"Adjust the magic device, aim at the ground 200-500 meters in front of the formation, and cast the high-level shaping-steel thorn earth spell!"
Its clear command sound spread all around, and a mage with a similar uniform to her responded immediately. Under the adjustment of the high-level mage group of hundreds of people, the magic device floating in the air emits blue light, which precisely sweeps the earth according to the set trajectory.
The originally empty land was suddenly covered with blue grid rays, and then the dense metal elements converged to form sharp thorns that pointed straight to the sky.
These thorns are dark brown at the roots, darker as they go up, until the tips are pitch black and sharper and sharper.
When the war rhinos of the Canghong Empire stepped on the ground full of steel thorns, many of them stumbled directly, and some were even cut through their unarmored belly by these steel thorns, and blood flowed out.
Startled by the pain, the rhinos began to howl in panic, and some began to disobey orders and refuse to move forward. As a result, the pace of the Canghong Empire's advance was chaotic, and it was temporarily stuck in the middle.
However, the gunfire in the army formation on Crancia's side continued. Taking advantage of this chaotic opportunity, the bullets of the muskets were fired one after another, from the gap of the war rhino, to the troops behind.
"These nobles who have been pampered for many years are still not good, they still have to rely on us." Behind the imperial army, a young man riding on a red dragon shook his head, and then rode the red dragon under him into the wind.
Following the captain, the dragon knights who rode the red dragon followed, and the blood-winged red dragon knights reappeared in the sky.
Roar-
The red dragon roared, and the flames poured down from the sky, sweeping towards the silver-white steel army of Crancia.
Pieces of light blue hexagonal light curtains rose up, briefly blocking these pouring flames.
"Huh, I've caught up." Tireira looked at the thin light curtain, took a deep breath, and continued to instruct.
"Let the reserve mages in the back prepare defensive barriers. We can't spend our energy and magic on fighting the red dragon's flames. In this way, in the face of emergencies, we have additional means to deal with it."
"Yes, Chief Tireira." Several dark blue mages saluted by pressing their chests, and then rushed to the rear of the army to let the middle and low-level mages begin to prepare.
In this protracted war, the two sides continued to increase their weight, and the superhumans of both sides began to gather in the vortex of this war, whether it was the descendants of the mages, the priests of the sanctuary, the orcs of the north, the warriors of the mountains, the remnants of the desert, Or the tribes of the West Wind will be involved in this wave of resistance to the imperial attack.
On the other hand, the old nobles in the empire also led their own private armies into the field, including the mountain hunters in the cold forest in the north, the axe-heavy guards in the west, the light cavalry in the east, and the dragons in the south. The messengers, the red-clothed messengers in the central court, all of them will dedicate their strength to the glory of the empire.
The setting sun of blood and fire, the beautiful wilderness in the past is also destined to become a terrifying strangulation ground, breaking the flowers of countless lives.