The Shopkeeper of All Worlds in the British Wizarding World

Chapter 293: The Final Battle (Please subscribe, please bookmark, please vote)
As the impact point of the artillery shells slowly extended to the distance, a whistle sounded on the battlefield. The infantrymen wearing breastplate armor and integrated helmets, holding wind spears, also trotted through the communication trenches to their combat positions and began to shoot at the blocked cavalry.

At the same time, the crossfire formed by a large number of steam machine guns began to sweep down the cavalrymen who were caught in the fire trap one by one.

All of a sudden, the Dothraki commanders who were trying to reorganize their formations in front of the position were swept away one after another. Even when some commanders commanded their cavalry to try to fight their way out again, the potato mines, exploding cherry directional mines and the barbed wire that had just been electrified made their movements difficult.

At this time, the cavalry at the front were in chaos. Although they still had the will to fight, they had never seen such a battlefield before and had no idea how to fight back.

The Dothraki rear guard saw this and began to fight back with bows and arrows from the saddles. Unfortunately, this hastily unorganized and scattered design did not have much killing power against the armored soldiers hiding in the trenches. Only a few unlucky ones were shot in the limbs and carried down the communication trench. Soon, the reserve personnel took their place.

When the seventh round of heavy artillery fire once again blasted a large number of gaps in the reserve formation behind the cavalry, some of the LS cavalry had begun to hesitate. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Lazarin infantry began to move forward along the communication trenches under the cover of steam machine guns and small-caliber artillery, following the sound of whistles, and entered the trenches that had been abandoned before because of luring the enemy deep into the trenches, bringing more enemy troops into their killing range.

In their concentrated shooting, the enemies gathered in a group were peeled off layer by layer like peeling an onion. Many of Kasser's cavalry finally couldn't bear it anymore and began to flee backwards. Although these deserters were quickly executed by Drogo's own cavalry, the decline of the Dothraki had already been revealed.

The cavalrymen who tried to form a battle array and provide cover with bows and arrows were soon scattered by artillery fire and were unable to maintain their formation.

Finally, the battlefield was covered in smoke and dust. Ryan and his men could only adjust the direction of their firepower projection based on the rose crystal's approximate magical perception of the creatures on the surface when it flew over the battlefield.

Suddenly, the Dothraki cavalry began to retreat slowly, as if they were no longer able to attack, but Rose Crystal discovered that a large army was gathering behind the cavalry line.

Is this a counterattack? Ryan ordered to reduce the firepower and move the artillery forward, and at the same time contacted every battlefield priest through the rose crystal, asking them to tell all the soldiers to stay alert.

In this relaxed atmosphere, a fresh force of 10,000 people suddenly emerged from the retreating cavalry, led by a burly man with long hair, bare arms, waving a sword and roaring. Both his body and his horse were larger than those of the other cavalrymen around him.

This man might be the leader of the Dothraki. Under his leadership, many disrupted cavalrymen also joined the charge, raising billowing dust on the ground.

With the sound of whistles, the troops that had jumped out of the trenches and pretended to pursue the enemy jumped back into the trenches on the cavalry charge route, and then began to push to both wings like flowing water, revealing a large row of soldiers in the trenches behind them who were ready for battle. The soldiers' bunkers were equipped with explosive cherry directional mines and several medium-caliber steam cannons loaded with shotgun shells.

When the cavalry charged, many arrows clanged and hit the gun shields, making the artillery soldiers hiding behind them feel extremely nervous. Many people had stiff facial expressions and numb hands and feet. However, under the fierce roars and waving swords of the priests, they all suppressed the urge to turn around and run, and did not do anything out of control.

When the cavalry rushed to a place several dozen meters away from the position, dozens of flowers of flesh and soil suddenly exploded in their formation. This was caused by the explosion of potato mines that Ryan directly awakened the cavalry's position after sensing that most of the cavalry had entered the fire range through the front-line plants.

These explosions also served as signals. Soldiers on the front battlefield heard the whistling of shells from the other side of the river behind them, and then they exploded behind the cavalry. At the same time, officers in the rear began to wave their flags, and then a long whistle sounded.

"Shotgun, rapid fire, elevation 0, fire!" Following the order from the artillery commander, the small and medium caliber steam cannons on the surrounding positions joined in the firing. At the same time, the infantry officers also issued the same order.

The Lazarin positions were like a volcanic eruption, with all weapons joining in the firing, trying to pour out as much firepower as possible in a short period of time. In particular, the steam machine guns and artillery on the flanks showed their fangs for the first time in this battle.

The cavalrymen who were galloping towards them seemed to have hit an invisible wall and fell down one after another, with countless blood splashing out of the people and horses. In particular, the tall leader became the target of concentrated fire at the first moment, and was hit by more than a dozen bullets in an instant and fell to the ground.

He was not the only cavalryman who fell. At the moment of firing, many soldiers in Lazarin's army felt that time seemed to slow down at that moment. Large groups of cavalrymen in front of them fell to the ground, and then were trampled by countless hooves of cavalrymen in the rear.

But the Lazarin soldiers had no time to appreciate the strange beauty in front of them. Amid the whistles and shouts of the officers, they mechanically fired, reloaded, and fired again according to the steps they had trained before, and the cavalry in front of them fell one layer after another.

As the soldiers gradually adjusted their mentality, the frequency of shooting increased. The smoke from the explosions and the white steam from the steam cannons filled the entire battlefield, forming a cloud of smoke that could not be dispersed for the time being. This made the approaching cavalry appear vague, like a monster in the shadows.

After an unknown amount of time, two short whistles were heard from the battlefield. The soldiers finally broke away from the mechanical shooting state and, under the command of the priest who was carrying a saber, pulled out the triangular bayonets from the scabbards on their thighs and stuck them on their guns. Then, they detonated the directional mines installed in front of the bunkers one by one at the approaching cavalry.

However, after the continuous explosions, no cavalry rushed up as expected, and only a faint noisy sound could be heard in the fog. The soldiers could only nervously look at the fog in front of them and hold their guns tightly.

Finally, after waiting for a few minutes, the fog began to dissipate, revealing the empty battlefield in front of them. The bodies of people and horses were piled up on top of each other and fell all over the ground, with only a few seriously injured Dothraki groaning there. In the distance, some fleeing cavalry turned into small black dots, and many steam robots carrying soldiers from both wings were chasing them.

"This, this is victory?" A Lazarin staff officer who saw this scene muttered in confusion. He felt that this victory was a little incredible. Because he saw from the telescope that most of the nearly 100,000 Dothraki cavalrymen who were coming in full force had turned into corpses covering the entire battlefield. The number of Dothraki cavalrymen who escaped in a scattered manner would not exceed 20,000, and it was still a mystery how many of them could escape under the pursuit of the steam robots.

The total population of the Dothraki, including slaves, is about 30, and the nearly 10 troops here are almost all of their young and middle-aged men. Now it is basically certain that the backbone of this nation has been completely broken.

"They... are finished just like that? Have the Dothraki become weaker?" Another staff officer who was a freed slave also exclaimed. He still remembered how his fortress was easily breached by these barbarians. So he really couldn't believe that a powerful nation that had dominated for hundreds of years would be destroyed just like that.

"As far as I know, most armies on this land start to flee when casualties reach 1/10, and elite troops flee when casualties reach 3/10. These Dothraki just fled with at least 7/10 casualties. They are well-deserved elites and have not become weaker. It's just that times have changed, gentlemen." Lion came out from the back, and the staff saluted him. "Let us cheer now, we have defeated the most powerful cavalry in the known world."

(End of this chapter)