Crossover in the Anime World

The artillery fire on the battlefield was roaring, and Thomas's ears were already ringing in the ears, and his voice was hoarse. Every time he called someone, he was hoarse. Even when he was around him, he had to shout loudly to be effective.

Every time the artillery fire stopped, they would enter the position, and when the enemy's artillery fire started, they would hide in the fortress, and so on.

The coalition tried to send the air force deep into the position and then bomb the imperial artillery positions. However, the artillery positions were closely protected by anti-aircraft guns. In addition, the artillerymen relied on the infrastructure in the empire to maneuver efficiently. After the attack, they immediately changed positions without giving the enemy air force a chance to attack.

On the first day of the attack, the coalition forces suffered more losses than the defenders. The main reason was that when both sides were shelling, the coalition forces were on the way to charge, and the imperial army could hide. In this way, the coalition forces suffered great losses.

However, after the first day of fighting, the coalition forces have basically judged the strength of the imperial front. As long as it is doubled, they do not believe that the empire can really hold on.

"Tomorrow all the magister troops will go to the front line. They will avoid the artillery fire and sweep the front line first. Once the front line is weak, we can speed up the advance."

The fighting method changed. On the second day, the Battle Magister troops were the first to break into the front line and engage in close combat with the enemy.

The artillery fire from the rear could not hit the magister, so they could only rely on the infantry in the position to resist.

In war, magisters have an absolute advantage over ordinary infantry. Basically, it takes thirty soldiers to kill one magister. Because the Magister has a defensive shield that can withstand bullets.

If the soldiers want to defeat the Magister, they can only rely on their numerical superiority and keep firing to consume the Magister's magic power. When the Magister's magic power is exhausted and cannot support the defensive shield, it will be his death.

"Did they put all the magisters from the Three Kingdoms on the southern front?" Thomas looked at the dense crowd of magisters above his head and expressed his disbelief. How could there be so many people?

There are too many. In the past, magisters were the chosen ones. It was already amazing that a country could have a three-digit army of magisters. But there are at least four digits in front of me, three thousand or five thousand? Even if the magisters from the three countries combined would definitely be less than this number.

This is all because of the existence of x. In order to bring order to the chaos, he gave a large amount of power to the Three Kingdoms, allowing more people to awaken their magic power, thereby increasing their strength.

The number of magisters has always been a way for existence God's intentions can never be seen through by mortals. Just like in ancient times, officials believed that the emperor should do nothing and leave everything to officials. The emperor himself should maintain a sense of mystery, which would help rule the country. Because if an emperor is not inaction, it will be easy for others to find out that the emperor is a fool.

As long as he is inactive and does nothing, no one will find out that the emperor is a fool, the emperor's prestige will not be damaged, and the rule of the country will be ensured. The same goes for gods. Gods cannot appear too frequently, because if they interfere in the human world too frequently, people will see through the character of gods and deconstruct gods.

But the micro-management of fine-tuning the number of magisters is difficult for people to detect, and the god does not need to be exposed, he only needs to quietly be the mastermind behind the scenes. Mystery is the main way for existence to maintain faith in the world. Talk less to prevent people from knowing that God is just the wisdom of mortals.

This is mysticism, and it is also a kind of tone that has no borders or racial restrictions. Each ethnic group is vague and maintains the attitude of "everyone knows it, and I won't say much about what I don't understand."

In short, x can cover up his own IQ disadvantages and the fact that he has no divinity by fine-tuning the number of magisters.

Hey, the magister troops passed through the fire blockade and arrived at the position. There is a common sense all over the world: only magic can fight against magic. But now the empire's attack girls are in the north. Far water cannot save the near fire, so the infantry in the position have to use Mortal technology versus the magic of the Magister.

Thomas's eyes were bloodshot. He didn't sleep well last night. He was very nervous. Now he met the magister directly. He didn't know if he could survive today: "Enemy attack-" After shouting, he raised the submachine gun in his hand. Shoot into the sky.

Gunfire continued in the position, and the smell of gunpowder smoke covered the battlefield.

But the magister in the sky lit up the shield to withstand the bullets, and then discharged magic bullets downwards.

Everyone knows that the only way to kill the Magister is to consume his magic power, so he keeps shooting upwards with the Magister's bullets. When one person falls, the person behind him takes his place, consuming the Magister's magic power at all costs.

"Get on the RPG!" Thomas said with red eyes. Each enemy shot would take away a comrade. At this time, they could only take out a new weapon, a rocket launcher.

Boom.

There are many soldiers who have the same idea as Thomas. They all use RPGs invariably. The rocket drags its tail and hits the magician's shield, causing tons of damage. The shield that originally required several magazines to be consumed is now But only two RPGs are needed.

"Fire, fire." The machine gun also aimed upwards, spitting out tongues of flame one after another.

Magisters kept falling to their deaths, and soldiers were constantly being beaten in two by magic bullets. The position was filled with the disgusting smell of blood and internal organs, but neither side stopped.

This is war.

It is cruel and bloody, and the origin of this war is the difference and opposition between utensils. People's own wishes are not that important. No matter how many people want to start a war, as long as the contradiction between weapons is enough, then the war will break out regardless of people's wishes.

The number of casualties in the battle on the second day skyrocketed, and the consumption of bullets also skyrocketed. The face-to-face battle made frontline soldiers like Thomas very tired, so Thomas and the others were replaced by the reserve team at dusk the next day and let them repair.

But Thomas' Company B soon received a new mission.

"C Company is in a tough fight. We must bring ammunition to support C Company. We must not let the coalition forces capture this high ground."

After two days of fighting, most of the high ground where Company C is located has been damaged, and ammunition consumption has been huge. It now needs backup. Therefore, B Company needs to discredit C Company's position and deliver ammunition. It is very dangerous, because they are very likely to be discovered by the enemy, and even if they successfully reach the high ground, they will have to fight alone next. They are scheduled to hit the enemy's flank on the enemy's only path. The enemy will definitely use all their strength to pull out. Drop the nail on the high ground.

Everyone's face was full of determination. Thomas wrote a suicide note with everyone, and then without saying anything else, the ammunition supplies on his back, which were about the same as his weight, disappeared into the darkness of dawn.

On the third day, Thomas had already appeared on C Company's position, facing a flood of enemy attacks, constantly consuming ammunition.

The highland front was completely trapped in the enemy's superior strength, and they could only rely on the terrain to resist tenaciously. There was still time to rest on the battlefield, but it was a luxury to even close an eye on the high ground.