Magic Industrial Age

East of Frostmoon Canyon,

Carlisle Family Barracks, inside the central command tent.

A deathly silence permeated the tent, everyone holding their breath, barely daring to let their heartbeats be heard.

They were stunned by the news they had just received!

The Castro family had been stopped outside the Rose Forest, though no one knew how many troops Marquis Floyd had deployed.

However, given Marquis Castro's merchant-like nature, he would never engage in such an uncertain venture.

The McKinley family fared even worse. The Grand Duchess herself stepped forward, and no one dared to face her directly.

They were even less impressive than the Castro family, not even bothering to put on a show before retreating!

As for the Ghost Mist Pirates, they were even more laughable!

They actually tried to rob an official merchant ship of the Habsburg Empire! Those ships traveling between Siren Harbor and Fisherman's Wharf were something even other empires wouldn't provoke, let alone small pirate groups.

The result was obvious: they were beaten. The newest ironclad ships boasted exaggerated defenses and more magic cannons.

Although there wasn't a good way to deal with the Ghost Mist Pirates' magic ships, the two sides were evenly matched, making it difficult to determine a victor.

But this time, the Emden specifically targeted the other pirate ships. A single volley, if aimed correctly, could take down any pirate ship!

As a result of the relentless pursuit, although the Pirate King Davis didn't suffer much damage, his prestige took a major hit.

Now, there's already trouble brewing within the pirate ranks!

Pirates are, by nature, driven by profit!

When Davis couldn't bring them benefits and instead provoked the Habsburg Empire, they were naturally unhappy.

Before the Frostmoon Canyon affair could even conclude, the pirate group might already be falling apart.

Pirates are just pirates, a mere rabble!

In other words, Marquis Carlisle's long-term planning and calculations had all been in vain.

At this moment, Marquis Carlisle, who usually wore arrogance, cruelty, and even decisiveness on his face, seemed lost and began to doubt himself.

This blow was truly too great!

Just then, the Pale Knight approached, grabbed Marquis Carlisle by the neck, and lifted him up.

His fat body represented an exaggerated weight. With his feet off the ground, breathing became increasingly difficult.

At that moment, Marquis Carlisle felt the fear of impending death!

Also at that moment, the knights who had only been acting as guards finally reacted.

Even in the face of a Calamity, they still drew their weapons and bravely stepped forward.

Among them, several even unleashed their battle aura, clearly extraordinary powerhouses.

But they only took one step forward!

A magical radiance exploded in the tent, landing on the heads of these knights.

Then, the originally aggressive crowd was frozen in place by this 'Mass Human Hold' spell, unable to move.

And only a fourth-tier powerhouse, the mage Timo, could cast such a spell instantly.

However, the Pale Knight didn't directly strangle Marquis Carlisle. Instead, he released him before he died.

The fat body fell to the ground, and Marquis Carlisle coughed repeatedly, his face turning purple, his face covered in tears and snot.

But his eyes regained their light, becoming arrogant, fierce, and even murderous.

The Pale Knight leaned slightly, met his eyes, and said, "That's right! That's the look you should have!"

"The descendants of the Carlisle family can fail, can die in battle, but cannot have their spirit taken away!"

"Now, it's up to you, Marquis Carlisle, to make a choice!"

"To retreat? To flee? To fight? Or to fight to the death? It's all up to you to decide!"

At that moment, Marquis Carlisle completely woke up. He got up, wiped his face indiscriminately with his expensive clothes, wiping away all the snot and tears.

Then, he ignored his subordinates who were frozen in place and went to the desk, took out a cigar, carefully trimmed it, lit it, and inhaled…

The rising smoke obscured his expression, as if only at this moment could he fully express his emotions.

And this process didn't last long before he took another step forward, as if breaking out of the smoke, and walked to the Pale Knight.

He was silent for several breaths, then gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not willing to accept this!"

"So, you're going to fight again?"

Marquis Carlisle firmly shook his head and said, "No, I don't want to fight again, I want to turn the tables, I want to fight to the death!"

"Do you have a plan?"

"If the information is correct, the Raymond family only has three fourth-tier Calamities. Besides Ms. Palacios, there are only two left."

"So, we still have a chance!"

The Pale Knight narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I said, Calamities will not intervene in the battlefield, otherwise you can't afford the consequences!"

"I know, I know, but what about assassination?"

Marquis Carlisle appeared very calm, very calm. He said coldly, "We have already lost this battle!"

"According to my original plan, as long as we occupy Frostmoon Canyon, it will be equivalent to holding the bastard's vital point!"

"To the west, Flowerling has few knights left, like a naked beauty, at my disposal!"

"To the east, even if the bastard still has some troops, they will be trapped in Wick County."

"Without logistics, without supplies, weapons are damaged and no one repairs them, armor is broken and cannot be repaired."

"Even if the Lionheart Knights are extremely powerful, I can still exhaust them to death!"

"As long as we solve this group of people, Flowerling will be mine, free to divide and use."

"But now, Frostmoon Canyon cannot be captured, and the Lionheart Knights are rushing back, and we are being attacked from both sides, becoming the weaker side."

The Pale Knight opened his mouth: "So, you should make a decision early!"

"What if I decide?"

Marquis Carlisle calmly analyzed, "Even if I now order the army to assemble and make a strategic transfer to the south or north,"

"Escape this encirclement before the bastard's army arrives."

"But this is the territory of the Wick family, where there are mostly vast plains, most suitable for knightly charges."

"My army is destined to be slow, and I can't run away."

"But if I am caught up, facing the Knights led by the Lionheart King, my end will not be better than that of the Wick family!"

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"So, the best result is to leave a large number of militiamen and knights to block the enemy, and I will take the others to escape!"

"But…"

At this point, Marquis Carlisle raised his head and stared at the tall Pale Knight, his eyes full of unwillingness!

"But this is not what I want, nor is it what I can accept!"

"If this battle is lost, the Carlisle family will suffer unbearable losses."

"Even for the main family, this is the case!"

"So, what do you want to do?"

"I will not escape, I will fight the bastard here, I will try my best to hold everyone back,"

"Then, I need a Calamity powerhouse to carry out the assassination!"

"In this battle, our only advantage is that they only have two Calamities, and I have three!"

At this point, Marquis Carlisle's purpose was obvious, but he wanted to drive the fourth-tier Calamity, not just anyone.

So, at this moment, he showed his greatest sincerity.

He stared at the Pale Knight, his eyes full of pleading: "Ancestor, please help me!"

Only Marquis Carlisle knew that this Pale Knight was a true Carlisle bloodline, and by relationship, his ancestor.

The Pale Knight didn't agree immediately, but asked, "Are you really sure you can get that one to take action? To put it bluntly, he's just accepting your employment."

"That's right, but he loves money, I can give him a lot of money, a lot of money, so that he can't refuse!"

The Pale Knight looked at the mage Timo again and said, "Shall we have a contest with the same tier?"

The mage Timo still looked indifferent: "Up to you!"

Finally, the Pale Knight looked at Marquis Carlisle and said, "This is the last time!"

"After this battle, no matter what, I will return to the Carlisle family of the Bonaparte Empire."

"What happens here depends on your ability!"

"Descendant of the Carlisle family, are you sure?"

"I'm sure!"

"Then let's move, we need the best opportunity!"

…

Time always seemed to be coincidental. When the discussion in the central tent was over, the sound of artillery fire finally stopped outside.

For a full half an hour, no one knew how many shells the Raymond family fired, how many times the position was plowed, and finally stopped.

But even so, many people seemed to still hear the echo of artillery fire in their ears, again and again, endlessly!

At this moment, in the underground tunnel, the blocking stone was finally moved away, and a group of Lionheart Knights rushed out with the militiamen.

They were cleaning up the battlefield and capturing the enemies who had luckily escaped death. Although there were not many, there were still some.

Without having to fight, these people were already frightened. Most of them fainted directly. It was really lucky to survive.

Then, they quickly occupied this war fortress, and even sent people to clean up the battlefield down the mountain road.

In this battle, the Raymond family once again regained the position, and under the leadership of the two Grand Knights, began to probe the Carlisle family's camp.

At this moment, the smoke of artillery fire dissipated, but the sound of war horses stepping on the ground became louder and louder.

At the end of the field of vision, to the east, the Lionheart Knights, under Lloyd's intentional control of speed, finally arrived!

At this moment, Marquis Carlisle was in a situation of being surrounded on both sides.

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