Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

Chapter 484: Nominal Persuasion to Surrender

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three shells flew out of the muzzle of the magic power cannon and shot towards the enemy position in the distance. Dickinson, standing ten meters away from the cannon, could feel the slight tremor of the ground.

A few seconds later, several clouds of smoke and dust rose from the enemy position in the distance. The chaotic scene of the enemy soldiers and horses falling down nearly a mile away seemed like a silent pantomime performance in his eyes.

This pure frontal confrontation was obviously different from the attack on the old capital. Both sides relied purely on sophisticated weapons and the bravery of the soldiers to defeat the opponent without the protection of strong walls.

The cavalry under the command of the Knights of Saint Valen and other great noble lords were indeed the rare elite combat forces in the central countries of the entire southern continent... Unfortunately, they encountered the magic army of the King of the North.

Seeing his former comrades collapse in such a crushing and ruthless offensive, Dickinson turned his body slightly with some reluctance, and subconsciously narrowed his eyes and stared at the ground.

Ivan, the young officer who had been standing beside him, took a glance and explained lightly: "Mr. Knight, we have also tried to persuade them to surrender. Other feudal lords have accepted the persuasion and actively restrained their troops to withdraw from the coalition forces of the Holy See... Only the commander of the Royal Capital Knights is stubborn, and what awaits them is only a ruthless judgment."

Long before the arrival of the Northern Army troops who persuaded them to surrender, most of the feudal lords had received the news of the fall of the Royal Capital and the abdication of the Grand Duke. They knew the terrifying weapons and extraordinary means in the hands of the Northern Lords. Anyone who cherished their lives and the cavalry belongings they had accumulated with great difficulty would not resist stubbornly in such a one-sided situation.

Last night, Dickinson, who was in charge of persuading the lords to surrender, led a small team of soldiers to the military camps of various fiefdoms. They were all solemnly received as if they were the king's envoys. Only the Royal Capital Knights, who were at the forefront of the border battlefield and mixed with the church's trial army, gave them an expected rejection.

So at dawn today, when the scouts brought the news that the other noble lords were withdrawing their troops one after another, the Northern Army also discovered that the Royal Capital Knights, in conjunction with the church's trial army, were slowly rushing towards the Northern Army's camp.

The two cavalry forces totaled nearly 2,000 people, but no blood knights and combat priests of the Church were found among them. These main forces that had been entangled with the Daus Mage Warband at the border for nearly half a year seemed to still focus on their old rival, the spellcasters, and did not pay too much attention to the Northern Army that suddenly appeared behind them.

This pure cavalry charge did not pose much of a threat to the current Northern Army... When the enemy had just assembled their cavalry formation a mile away, three magic-powered cannons had already roared and ruthlessly bombarded the dense enemy.

The sniper team originally set up on the high slope on the side to guard against high-level priests and bloodline knights, after finding no targets to attack, also turned their sights to the knight officers with bright armor and fluttering flags. When several knight commanders suddenly trembled, a ball of blood mixed with armor fragments burst out of their chests and fell off their horses silently, this elite cavalry regiment that was invincible on the battlefields of various countries finally completely messed up.

The brave and unparalleled charge of thousands of cavalrymen... ended before it even began.

The frightened warhorses mercilessly trampled on the knights who were thrown to the ground. The cavalrymen who barely controlled their horses on horseback pulled the reins tightly and retreated to the rear of the army formation subconsciously. The ordinary infantrymen who were already at the end could not distinguish the officers' orders in the chaotic situation and blocked the cavalry's retreat.

No one knew what the black shadows that kept flying from a distance were. They only knew that once it landed in the dense crowd, it would immediately set off a violent explosion and fire. People within a radius of more than ten meters were all bloody and mutilated, and even a complete corpse was difficult to preserve.

The knights sitting on the horses were even more in danger. They didn't know when their comrades beside them would suddenly explode with their chests or heads along with their armor, and blood and flesh along with armor fragments splashed all over the heads and faces of the people around them. The scene was like hell.

Wayne held a binocular telescope and calmly observed the tragic scene in the enemy's army. He never ordered to stop the bombardment... He had no intention of transporting the 100 magic shells he brought to the border intact.

"Battalion commander!" The scout who was also responsible for observation shouted, "The enemy may not be able to complete the cavalry assembly. Should we order the soldiers to move forward?"

"Wait a little longer." Wayne put down the telescope and shook his head slowly. He did not look at Dickinson, who was standing beside him with a pale face.

The bombardment continued for two more rounds. Seeing that the enemy's army was out of control and showed signs of collapse, many soldiers who were ready to fight turned back frequently and looked at the commander's position, wondering why he did not order the whole army to move forward to meet the enemy.

After a while, a pitch-black night owl suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of Wayne, flapping its wings and crashing into his subconsciously raised palm. The bird instantly turned into a puff of ashes, leaving a small note in his palm.

According to the agreement... Daeus's Federation Mage Warband also launched an offensive against the Church's Judgment Army early this morning. It was because they held back this group of church charlatans who also possessed extraordinary powers that the Northern Army's reckless bombardment of mortal cavalry was a crushing victory.

Attacking from both sides, the armed forces of the church and the nobles who depended on them were completely wiped out from the root... This was a cooperation plan that Harvey had agreed with the Federation in advance before sending troops to the capital.

The so-called "persuasion to surrender" was just a nominal move to enhance public opinion. For those lords who chose to surrender and cooperate, it was also a great honor for the nobles in Saint Valen.

Those who were unwilling to surrender would be executed on the spot. This was the real order Harvey personally issued to Pierce and other officers who stayed behind before returning to Spark City.

According to this situation, except for the noble lords who received the news in advance and quietly withdrew their troops last night, the diehards who dared to openly appear in front of the Northern Army today would not even have the opportunity to surrender.

With an order, the infantry, who had been ready for a long time, began to slowly advance towards the enemy's position. It was not until they entered the rifle shooting range that the enemy, who had just reacted, barely integrated the messy team and rushed towards them under the shouting of the surviving officers.

The dense gunshots echoed in the wilderness like raindrops, and a puff of white smoke floated from the infantry positions of the Northern Army - that was the smoke produced by the shooting of the new magic bullets mixed with dragon flame powder. More than 50 knights and their infantry followers fell on the muddy grass like wheat before they rushed to within 50 meters of the Northern Army's position.

"Really a living target with no ability to fight back..."

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

"The momentum of their charge is far inferior to that of the Church's Glorious Spear Knights."

"Nonsense! That's all a cavalry regiment composed of blood knights..."

The Northern Army soldiers led by Wayne, who numbered less than a thousand, did not even start the magic machine guns, and the power of the burst rifles alone killed these enemies directly on the way of the charge.

This was the first round of charge of the Royal Capital Knights and the Holy See Knights, and it was also the last round of cavalry charge in this war.

After that... the entire enemy army was completely defeated in an instant.

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