Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

At dawn on the second day, the airships of the Northern Army slowly took off towards the rising sun, but today they did not receive the mission to bomb the capital.

The city lord Harvey gave them the order to monitor the movements of the Church's Judgment Army from a distance.

Tommy squinted his eyes, and he could see the enemy's station two or three miles away without even raising the telescope - those heavily armored Judgment Army knights had just assembled, and were now forming a cavalry formation to worship the sun, as if completing some predetermined prayer ceremony.

"Seeing the stupidity of these charlatans, I really want to personally control the magic cannon to fire two shots at them and blow them up!" The deputy who was also responsible for detection and observation cursed with gritted teeth.

Tommy laughed twice, "Let you operate the cannon? I'm afraid you will accidentally bomb our own army. The guys in the artillery battalion may not be as good as us in shooting, but their cannons are indeed amazingly accurate."

After all, each magic cannonball is expensive and cannot be missed at will.

Artillery, like infantry, needs to undergo a lot of live-fire training and be fed with a steady supply of ammunition. However, compared with the low-cost and high-yield magic bullets, the cost of filling artillery shells is much higher. It can be said that since the establishment of the artillery battalion, it has consumed a large amount of real money and valuable strategic materials like water every day, and it can be called the most expensive combat unit in the entire army.

"Boss, the city lord and the commander's guess is indeed correct. In order to defend against artillery fire, they gave up the clustered cavalry square formation and used a long snake formation instead..." The deputy said, "What a standard line-up shooting formation."

Tomi rolled his eyes at him unhappily and scolded him, "What do you know? This is just the first stage of the starting formation. After the horses under the cavalry have completed the acceleration, they will probably change their formation immediately and use the goose formation or the sharp formation to directly attack our position..."

Wait! What are they doing?

Tommy suddenly widened his eyes in the middle of his words, "What the hell are they feeding the horses?"

The blood talent awakened by the deputy is "Eagle Eyes". Although the effect in combat is not as good as Tommy's "Weakness Insight", the visual range is far better than his superior, "Some big red pills... Look at those horses, they just took them not long ago, their eyes have turned blood red, and they seem to be much more manic!"

Tommy did not delay at all and immediately passed the observed information to the command center on the ground.

"I have heard the spellcaster of the Federation mention that this is a kind of warhorse berserker potion specially developed by the church, which can overdraw the potential of horses in advance, allowing them to burst out with speed and load-bearing capacity far beyond the usual in battle, and completely unaffected by any fear and shock." Harvey said slowly.

Pierce nodded and said with some regret: "It seems that our tactic of using artillery fire to disturb the horses is useless."

The enemy is now setting up such a charge formation, obviously to avoid the artillery's coverage attack, intending to use the method of scattered charge to break through, turning into several fast and sharp knives to stab into the Northern Army's position.

Woo! Woo! Woo!

At this moment, three trumpets resounding through the sky came from the enemy's position in the distance.

Almost at the same time, the Northern Army's position also sounded an exciting horn, which was a signal that the enemy was about to launch an attack.

"Go." Harvey waved his hand, controlling the soul puppet to sit leisurely on the tower of the city wall.

Pierce bowed slightly, clenched his fists and saluted, then turned around and left in a hurry.

...

The rising sun gradually rose to the middle of the sky, and thousands of knights in shining armor lined up in a long formation, slowly appearing in the sight of the Northern Army soldiers.

The battleground of the two armies was just outside the gate of the capital. On the left was a low shrub forest that was not convenient for cavalry to charge and infantry to advance, and on the right was the Ralph River with a wide and surging river.

From the moment the enemy lined up and entered this area, they had actually entered the attack range of the magic ship guns.

The command of the battle had been handed over to Pierce, and Harvey knew very well that he would not give up the opportunity to launch the first attack.

Sure enough, just half a minute later, a dull roar sounded from the ironclad ships lined up on the river bank, like a sudden thunder from a distance. Even the soldiers outside the city could vaguely see several blurred lights and shadows flying from the right and falling directly to the position where the enemy had just stepped.

The battle started without any warning!

The soldiers in the trenches could not catch the landing point of the shells and the casualties, but the airships hovering in the sky could see it clearly. The area where the enemy was forming a formation suddenly exploded with huge clouds of mud and dust. The knights who were slowly moving forward and preparing to charge immediately fell into chaos. Many knights were affected by the impact and mud and gravel caused by the explosion, and either fell off their horses or left the formation.

But it was obvious that except for a few unlucky people who happened to be near the landing point of the shells and were blown to pieces on the spot, the first round of artillery attacks did not achieve the effective purpose of killing and injuring the enemy on a large scale.

The loose snake formation of the Judgment Army worked!

Then they began to speed up, and the manic war horses under their crotch seemed to be not afraid of the rumbling artillery fire at all. They exhaled streams of burning breath from their mouths and noses, and entered the sprint state almost within a few seconds.

By the time the soldiers in the trench position clearly saw the enemy, they had already endured at least three rounds of bombardment from naval guns, but then artillery fire was heard again from the rear of the position - this was the magic-powered cannon with a shorter range than naval guns but a faster rate of fire beginning to show its power.

Compared to the ultra-long-range naval guns, the bombardment of the magic-powered cannons became continuous, with almost no intervals - the shrapnel they fired immediately showed its killing power. Once it hit and exploded, the enemies within dozens of meters around were almost cut into pieces of blood and flesh by the shrapnel, and even people and horses could not be spared.

No mistakes, one sentence, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

Soon, the enemy's long snake formation changed rapidly, and the formation became looser. Thousands of heavily armored knights each formed a small charge formation of three to five people, and began to flexibly alternate on the road of charge to avoid the fierce artillery fire.

Soon, the fastest cavalry squads approached the first line of the Northern Army more than 300 meters away. The dense wooden thorns and caltrops did not seem to hinder them at all. The war horses with red eyes and swollen muscles were controlled by the Judgment Army with superb riding skills. They passed through one barricade after another as light as a swallow, and they had the momentum of walking on flat ground.

The distance between the two sides was rapidly shortening...

At this moment, the magic machine gun in the bunker sounded instantly.

In an instant, the soldiers in the trenches saw the enemy not far away burst into a blood mist, and the dust raised from the ground was more boiling than the bombardment of artillery fire. The bullets swept across like water. Anyone who was unfortunately covered in this barrage would be shattered and bloody in half a second.

Many of the Judgment Knights who were at the forefront raised their arms and used the small shields blessed by divine magic to protect their vital parts, but the horses under their crotches, which had been beaten into sieves, howled and fell to the ground, knocking the knights off their horses. They just rolled on the ground and stood up, and before they could raise their shields, their arms were immediately broken by bullets shot from nowhere.

The distance of only more than 300 meters in front of the first battle line of the Northern Army seemed to have become an insurmountable natural barrier for the Judgment Knights in an instant, and even a hell road paved with blood and death.