Magic Industrial Age.

Chapter 387: Battle of Antwerp (Part 385)
I don't know when the artillery fire stopped, the thick smoke dissipated a little, and the situation on the battlefield became clearer.

Of course, there are many ways to observe the war, and even more people are watching it.

In that void, the magic power of many magic eyes were intertwined together like a tangled mess.

There are also various detection magics that carry elemental fluctuations, reflecting everything on the battlefield on the other side.

At this moment, in the command post in the city of Antwerp, there was deathly silence.

This command post was obviously a temporary conversion, located in a house under the city wall. Maps were hung on the walls and in the middle was a huge sand table.

There was a magical light rippling, and many terrains appeared on the sand table, like a miniature world.

Then, the battle situation at that moment was reflected on the sand table, from the roar of artillery fire, to the collapse of infantry, from the charge of knights, to the killing of heavy machine guns and grenades...

At this moment, everyone present felt that there was something wrong with their eyes.

Although the Habsburg Empire declared war on them, they were still very confident before the war.

The reason is simple. The Habsburg Empire only mobilized one or two legions, while they gathered most of the kingdom's strength.

Judging from the strength on the battlefield, we still have the advantage.

But now, not long after the war started, they were forced into a desperate situation.

Among the crowd, a slightly plump old man seemed to find it hard to accept. He uttered a whisper: "How could it be? How could it be? How could it be like this?"

"It shouldn't be like this. My Knights, my army are so powerful. How could it be possible? How could it be possible?"

"Could it be that I am really wrong? Are magic weapons really that powerful?"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please wake up. Now is not the time to reflect. What should we do now?"

A bald nobleman in gorgeous clothes spoke loudly, interrupting Albert I's self-doubt.

Albert I came back to his senses, as if remembering something, and said, "Magic cannon, yes, yes, it is the magic cannon.

They have it and we have it too, let them move and fight them head-on!"

An adjutant smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty, our magic cannon is only a first-generation product. It has a shorter range, a shorter firing rate, and we don't have that many skilled gunners, so our shooting is not that accurate.

There is no way to reach the enemy's position!"

"So, what they sold to us were all defective products?!"

Albert I finally calmed down a bit, and he immediately said: "The Mage Corps, yes, let the Mage Corps move, don't hesitate at all, use the most powerful magic!"

"And the Flying Wolf Knights, get up into the air and kill them all."

The gorgeously dressed bald nobleman couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty, are you risking everything?
If that happens, we will be left with nothing!"

"Haha, what else do you want to keep? Or in other words, if we lose this battle, what else will we have?"

Albert I's voice became deeper and deeper: "This is the last chance, we should bet everything."

"Adjutant, convey my order!"

"Yes!"

Then the horn sounded again, with a unique rhythm, and conveyed the order.

The hundreds of mages immediately took action. Led by a peak-level third-order mage, they gathered their magic power, took out a fiery red scroll, and slowly opened it.

Then, the clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed, and a huge meteorite approached rapidly.
As it fell, it started to burn and crashed straight into the earth.

——Legendary spell, meteorites falling from the sky!

Well, on the battlefield, this is a legendary magic that is almost overused. Whenever there is a chance and ability, everyone wants to use it.

If it can be used frequently, it means it is easy to use!
Many times, after such a legendary spell is cast, the advantages built up earlier will be gone, and everything will have to start all over again to decide the winner.

It can be said to be the only choice for a comeback.

At the same time, in the city of Antwerp, on a huge square, there lived a group of flying wolf monsters.

These monsters look like wolves, but are much larger. Each one is two meters tall at the shoulder and over four meters long.

The fur color is mainly black and white, and occasionally a few of the most powerful ones will have red hair on their backs.

The most special thing about them is that they have an extra pair of wings, like bat wings, but not very wide.

There are natural magic patterns on it, and when it flies, it follows the rhythm of the magic patterns and can attract the help of wind elements to fly.

At this time, when the order was conveyed, one after another lightly armed knights rushed out.

They wore the same uniform, without armor, not even leather armor, with bows and arrows on their backs and dimensional bags hanging around their waists.

They jumped onto their flying wolves at lightning speed, and after calming their mounts, they drove the flying wolves to spread their wings, stir up the wind element, and flap their wings to leap into the sky. The Flying Wolf Knights were a rare air force in the Old World, and each Flying Wolf Knight was a powerful archer. They could shoot through a target at a hundred paces, and were also proficient in aerial combat.

Of course, occasionally, they can also act as bombing units.

Then, they took out dimensional bags in mid-air and took out bamboo baskets, which were filled with what looked like pumpkins.

This thing is considered a magic prop. It is made from a magic plant and is called the Pumpkin Bomb.

Its usage is similar to that of a cannonball. It flies into the sky and then explodes a large area when dropped.

The difference is that the juice of this pumpkin bomb has an extremely strong corrosive effect. After it hits the knight, a full set of knight's plate armor can be corroded with countless holes.

This group of air knights was apparently quite powerful, the only problem was that it did not belong to the Carolingian Kingdom.

That's right, this is support from the Bonaparte Empire.

The Carolingian Kingdom has fully surrendered, so the Bonaparte Empire naturally has to make some response. The Flying Wolf Knights are the fastest support unit.

There may be others, but not that fast!

At this time, Albert I was really going all in. He was like a gambler who had lost the bet and had to put all his chips on the line.

Compared to him, the commander of the Imperial Legion, a middle-aged general with graying temples but an upright posture, seemed extremely indifferent.

He stuck the flag in his hand into the sand table, and his cold voice echoed in the command post.

"Since His Majesty the King still refuses to give up, we will destroy his hope completely."

"Pass the order on, everyone, get moving."

"As ordered!"

As a result, the empire quickly took action.

Faced with the huge meteorite that was getting closer and closer in the sky, several mechanical mages stood up.

They were operating a magical cannon that was different from the regular ones in the open field. The dark barrel was covered with golden magic patterns.
The base under the barrel was sunk into the ground, and special magic was used to stabilize the cannon.

Then, the gun barrel was pointed to the sky, and under the control of several mechanical mages, flames emerged from under the turret. The intense high temperature combined with water vapor even caused a mushroom cloud to rise on the spot.

The fired shells, with trailing flames, turned in mid-air and pointed directly at the falling meteorites from the sky.

So, the two quickly approached, collided, and exploded...

In mid-air, a circular shock wave spread outward, as if a storm had been set off in the void.

However, after the storm, all that remained were countless falling pieces of debris. Although there were a large number of them, they no longer had any lethality.

That’s right, the huge meteorite falling from the sky and the legendary magic were actually intercepted by the magic missile.

This incident was both exaggerated and reasonable, and it stunned countless onlookers.

But this is not the end yet. After the aftermath, the Flying Wolf Knight will immediately intervene in the battlefield.

The Empire's response was to launch hot air balloons.

That’s right, a huge hot air balloon flew into the sky. The surface of the sphere was made of unknown materials and there were magic circles engraved on it.

A strong wind blew, blowing the hot air balloons towards the Flying Wolf Riders that came later.

Seriously speaking, the sensitivity of the Flying Wolf Knight is far greater than that of a hot air balloon, and that huge sphere is a sitting duck.

But the problem is that there are imperial soldiers in the basket under the hot air balloon.

Or if the distance is too far, they will use their own special sniper rifles to aim at them one by one.

Or the distance was too close, so they raised the Maxim heavy machine gun and fired directly.

These Flying Wolf Knights were carefully selected by the Bonaparte Empire and were very powerful, but at this moment, they could only rage helplessly.

If they ran fast, they could still save their lives, but most people were shocked, and then, one by one, they became corpses.

After the Flying Wolf Knight escaped, the outcome of the battle on the ground was also decided.

Except for a very small number of powerful knights who chose to break through, the others were either captured or killed beyond death.

At this point, the Battle of Antwerp ended with a great defeat for the Carolingian Kingdom, and the rule of the Albert family also ended.

Just a few days after the war began, the Imperial Army was invincible and crushed all resistance from the Carolingian Kingdom.

By August 314, 8 of the New God Calendar, the entire Carolingian Kingdom had fallen.

When the news came out, the whole world was in an uproar!

(End of this chapter)