Necromancer, summoning 055? What the heck?

Chapter 127 The Stunning Debut of the Asymmetric Combat Magnetic Tank

The mercenary group members, who had formed a shield and spear formation, stared blankly at the bizarre scene before them.

The orcish army's charge seemed to be cleaved in two by a giant scythe! The orcs and dire wolves in the front ranks fell, rolled, and shattered in the metal storm! The cavalry behind, driven by the immense inertia, had no time to turn around and were met with the same death storm, rolling together with their fallen comrades.

The short distance of a few hundred meters is like a deadly chasm.

Doyle and Gadi were incredibly grateful that the Nightblade mercenary group hadn't considered abandoning their position and fleeing. Otherwise, those strange, massive weapons, a hundred or a thousand times more powerful than the dwarven muskets, would probably have given them a taste of their own medicine first.

"They...they were wary of orcs from the very beginning. Those roughnecks never even entered the fortress..."

As the orc cavalry at the front were trapped in this bloody and deadly trap, the reserve orc wolf riders stationed at the top of the hill, after a brief commotion, did not retreat but instead launched a charge as well.

Unlike the wolf riders before them, they had their javelins in hand early on, and taking advantage of the momentum of their charge, they launched a fierce long-range barrage.

Spears are the most beloved ranged weapon of the orc tribes.

Most of the big, green-skinned men don't like using bows and arrows, considering it a "sissy" behavior.

This custom may have originated from the ancient feud between the elves and the orcs, where the pointed-eared elves, who liked to wield longbows, waged a long and endless war with the orcs for control of the grasslands.

Although the elven archers were all muscular and burly, the orcs always felt that the slender bows and arrows were completely unsuitable for their wild nature.

Only the sturdy javelins, capable of emitting a sharp whistling sound as they vibrate through the air and sweep across most of the battlefield, are the orcs' favorite ranged weapons.

Of course, there is also a theory that orcs can only count to the single digit, since their main counting method is counting on their fingers.

Some orcs have four toes, which suddenly reduces their mathematical ability by 20%.

Bows and arrows... a quiver of arrows is too many for an orc to count; javelins are more suitable.

Unlike the Bone-Broken Tribe, the Long-Tooth Tribe's javelins are thicker and longer.

The spear shaft was made from the finest bark of the ridge bark tree, which was repeatedly soaked and dried. After repeated processing, it was finally made into a sturdy spear shaft, fitted with an iron spearhead. With the momentum of the cavalry charge, it could fly more than 300 meters.

Although they may not understand physics, the orc craftsmen have developed the technique of front-end counterweight through hundreds of years of exploration. They can tell how far a spear can fly just by lifting it in their hands.

Of course, the captain-level orcs are stronger and have a longer range.

A strong orc captain, his neck bobbing with the weight of his dire wolf's charge, the bone chain symbolizing his glorious achievements jiggling around his neck, his muscles bulging, let out a long, mournful howl, and with all his might, hurled the javelin he had been holding in his hand.

The long spearhead left a rapidly flying shadow in the sunlight, carrying enormous kinetic energy as it slammed into the sandbags piled up at the front of the Hanhai position, kicking up a cloud of dust.

At this point, the value of the trenches was finally apparent.

Trenches are a vital defense for the safety of infantry against any ranged weapon or magical attack!
As expected, the orc captain was targeted by concentrated fire and was sent flying by a hail of bullets.

Especially Kaja, whose shooting skills had become increasingly refined, fired a burst of bullets at the big guy with his dual-purpose machine gun. Before the orc captain could even fall off his dire wolf, he was torn into several pieces in mid-air.

At this point, the outcome is already decided.

The most formidable orc leader, braving a hail of bullets, desperately charged towards the Han Hai position, only to be hit by a surface-to-surface missile.

The leader inflicted the only damage on the Vast Ocean Defense Forces in this battle when a sandbag, blown up by a violent spear throw, struck a human warrior's shoulder, leaving a large bruise.

From beginning to end, Doyle and the members of the "Nightblade" mercenary group behind him were simply petrified, staring dumbfounded at the hellish scene before them.

Deputy Commander Gadi has the best eyesight and can see the clearest.

The old soldier's hand holding the longsword trembled and trembled!

My limited understanding of war and death was completely shattered at that moment!

The orcs' proud charge turned into a one-sided, bloody massacre in the face of firepower from another dimension.

Of course, this also depends on the cooperation of the orcs.

In terms of fighting spirit, the orcs were truly formidable. Of the more than three hundred wolf riders, less than five percent deserted; the rest died on the way to the charge.

The centaurs, unsurprisingly, completed their pursuit of the fleeing orc cavalry. From the orcs who had already broken down, Chen Mo learned the general story.

The orcs did indeed receive a message from the Seven Luminaries Wreath, and the Seven Luminaries Wreath did indeed receive a friendly response from the chieftain of the Longtooth tribe.

However, which tribe doesn't have some restless opposition?

The orcish chieftain is chosen through a different system than the human chieftain; it is not hereditary but elected.

Every six years, the thirteen major tribes and more than forty small and medium-sized tribes under the Longtooth tribe come together to elect the chief for the next six years.

After the election was completed, the new chief drew pictures of everyone's pastures, distributed some wealth, and each tribe returned to their own homes to herd their own sheep.

The current chieftain, Longtooth, has served four consecutive terms. Now old and no longer ambitious, he is only interested in trading with humans to amass wealth and build up strength for his descendants.

All the expectations were that one or two more great chiefs would emerge from his own tribe, which naturally aroused strong dissatisfaction among the leaders of other suppressed great tribes.

Thus, this armed parade took place.

At first, the orcs didn't intend to break off relations. They just made a token appearance, extorted some money, and made their presence felt, using this to criticize the old chieftain's "weakness"!
“Look, the Great Chieftain is ‘humble’ to the humans, but we are the defenders of the orc tradition!”

However, the tough stance of the Han Hai Territory forced its opponents to be even tougher, and they decided to charge forward and teach these ungrateful fellows a lesson.

The battle itself showed that even up to the moment before they were about to charge the position, the orcs were still somewhat wary of the Longtooth Chieftain's orders and did not throw their spears immediately.

For Chen Mo, this conflict with the orcs was just a small episode in his long wait.

They used up some ammunition, trained the team, and added a striking red mark to the monotonous desert time.

But for [Nightblade], this was a pivotal moment in its destiny.

Commander Doyle resolutely accepted the invitation from the Lord of the Vast Sea to go to the place where there was no mercenary guild yet, but one would soon be established, and become the first registered mercenary group.

The loss of the deposit on the jade side is no big deal; Lord Chen Mo said he would compensate for it.

It's okay if the team's previous reputation is wiped out overnight; everyone starts from scratch.

There may be many members leaving, but that's okay. For the time being, there won't be any too difficult tasks in the Vast Ocean. In other words, Doyle has a feeling that following this lord, all he has to do is help out.

To be able to establish a friendship with a lord is already a rare stroke of luck, but to be able to establish a friendship with a powerful lord is simply a godsend from the goddess of fate!
Doyle and Gedi met and announced their decision, vowing to follow Lord Hanhai from now on, through thick and thin, through fire and water, even unto death!
A few days later, they were incredibly grateful that they had made this timely and correct decision.

The Lord of the Vast Ocean, a necromancer whose level was only a mere Stardust, summoned a powerful steel behemoth across realms.

After Lord Chen Mo activated the Bloodline Altar and sent his problems and ideas back to Dongxia, it undoubtedly triggered a full mobilization of Dongxia's think tank and physics experts in related fields.

In his response to Chen Mo, the supervisor praised Chen Mo's imaginative and unconventional problem-solving approach, but also offered a subtle suggestion.

Permanent magnets are not suitable.

Why is it bad? First of all, it's easy to suck this thing up, but it's really hard to take it off.

Secondly, this strong magnetic field can cause significant interference to our own equipment, requiring constant vigilance during operation.

So let's stick with electromagnets. They use more electricity, but they're controllable!
In Dongxia, working day and night for about three days, they completed the manufacture of this special "magnetic war machine" with great speed and efficiency. The core of the magnetic war machine is sixteen sets of high-temperature superconducting electromagnets arranged in a Helbeck array. The reason for such complexity is to ensure that the magnetic attraction has a clear direction, so as to avoid serious impact on the sides and rear.

Despite being described as a high-temperature superconductor, it actually operates in an ultra-low temperature environment. It uses a superconductor structure encapsulated in liquid nitrogen with rare-earth barium copper oxide as its core, which can withstand current densities far exceeding those of traditional conductors and generate an extremely powerful magnetic field the instant it is energized.

To maintain the operating temperature of the superconducting system, a closed-loop micro Stirling supercrystal was configured to ensure that the temperature of the main energized area remains stable at 77 Kelvin, or -196 degrees Celsius.

It's not that the temperature can't be raised, but every slight increase in temperature requires greater air pressure to compensate, which adds an extra burden on weight, making it counterproductive.

The vehicle's structure is so simple it's almost crude—it's a huge machine, similar to a bulldozer, with the electromagnetic array held high in front and the rear packed with battery packs and a driver's cab.

To prevent enemies attracted by the strong magnetic force from damaging the magnetic structure, the front of the electromagnet was made into a surrounding composite inner armor.

The first layer of the composite armor is a synthetic single-crystal diamond coating, which focuses on surface hardness and resistance to cutting and puncture; the second layer is a high-strength boron carbide ceramic composite plate, which absorbs violent impacts and disperses energy; the third layer is an ultra-high molecular weight polyethylene fiber composite material, which provides excellent impact resistance and anti-cracking capabilities.

The armor structure is a honeycomb corrugated plate structure, which maximizes weight reduction while ensuring rigidity and strength.

That's not all. Although it's impossible to add super-thick outer armor due to weight limitations, it can be replenished on-site.

At the front of the magnetic war machine, Dongxia made a simple frame, a semi-circular structure with a width of four meters, in which the sluice gate could be added with additional protection.

Since it's not possible to completely stuff the iron blocks in, as that would affect the penetration of magnetic field lines, Han Hailing interspersed some cast iron plates in the frame and stuffed in a large number of wall bricks, making the thickness of the entire outer armor reach sixty centimeters.

That's fine. Any thicker and it will affect the magnetic attraction distance.

As part of the impregnable walls of the Blood Fortress, the bricks of these walls are inherently hard and have undergone special processing. Although they have been eroded for a long time, they can still withstand one or two rounds of simple attacks from professionals.

Therefore, after local adaptation, the front of the magnetic battle car is like a huge, long, rectangular bumper, with a thick protective layer of iron plates and stones inside.

After testing, even the Black Knight was unable to cause any substantial impact on this mobile fortress-like outer armor structure without using refined or higher-level weapons.

Although the car is packed with ultra-high power density solid-state battery packs, most of the battery system’s power is supplied to the “greedy” electromagnets, leaving very little power for the drive system, which will cause it to stall on slightly complex terrain or uphill.

If the engine isn't powerful enough, use oxen and horses to make up for it.

Han Hai Ling deployed an entire cart-pushing team led by Lao Niu, responsible for using pure muscle strength to propel the chariots forward.

How effective is this thing?
It can only be said that Dongxia's targeted device is a bit too targeted.

On July 6th, the sun shone brightly, and a gentle breeze blew. Chen Mo glanced at the almanac on his tactical watch; it was auspicious for breaking ground, dismantling, moving, and relocating graves…

What are we waiting for?

The magnetic vehicle was slowly pushed into the field. As the switch was turned on, current flowed through the superconducting material, activating the electromagnetic coils and instantly releasing a magnetic field strength of up to 15 Tesla within a fan-shaped area of ​​about 60 degrees in front of the vehicle.

Although the magnetic field strength decreases significantly over distance, this is not a problem at all—the enemy will "actively" rush over!

The ox-and-horse team only needs to sway the front of the cart left and right, then continue pushing forward for a while, and then sway left and right again.

Those relic guardians, which were originally manifestations of various armors and weapons, were unsurprisingly firmly attracted to the front armor of the chariot by the strong magnetic field. They screamed, struggled, flailed their arms and legs, and punched and kicked...

But it's pointless; it will only absorb more and more, and the layers will become thicker and thicker.

The unarmed attacks of the ruins guards can only leave shallow white marks on the ancient city bricks, or break off a few pieces of stone.

Weapons? In a magnetic field of this magnitude, how could anyone handle a metal weapon?

As the armor surface was covered by the Ruin Guards, it became even more impossible for newcomers to attack, as they were all "allies" underneath.

If you encounter enemy ranged units, you can either tilt the vehicle slightly to avoid the magnetic field's influence, allowing a sniper rifle behind to take them down with a single shot, or have the mercenary group's mages deal with them, using a few simple attack spells to eliminate the ruin guards.

The speed at which the troops advanced depended entirely on the speed at which the ox-and-horse teams pushed their carts.

Soon, a thick and wide "guardian wall" formed on the surface of the front armor, with layer upon layer of relic guards constantly being attracted up, completely covering the front of the "magnetic vehicle".

The densely packed ruins guards were stacked on top of each other, tearing and ripping at each other. Within an area of ​​only a few square meters, hundreds of hands and feet were waving and shaking.

This scene is enough to make any person with trypophobia gasp and get goosebumps.

From the rear command post, Kaga, holding a megaphone, shouted at the top of his lungs: "All units, take your positions, prepare for a release!"

No communication devices were used because the soldiers in the areas on the left and right sides of the vehicle that might be affected dared not carry even a piece of metal on their bodies, and Dongxia did not have the extra capacity to transport fully plastic walkie-talkies.

The tank slowly came to a stop, the control group cut off the power, and the ruin guards that had been caught in front of the vehicle fell down with a clatter, piling up into a wriggling little mountain.

The sound of metal rubbing together was deafening.

The attack team, which had been waiting in ambush, immediately stepped forward and precisely launched a row of white phosphorus incendiary bombs into the center of the "mountain"! A blinding white light, accompanied by terrifying heat, erupted instantly, igniting those twisted energy bodies!
The guards on both sides formed an arc-shaped defensive line, finishing off the escapees with bullets and slashes. The mercenary mages also joined in the fun, throwing out a few area-of-effect spells like exploding fireballs.

Kaja and the panting old ox, pushing the cart, finished a cigarette at the back of the cart, carefully stubbed it out, and threw it into the trash bag at the back of the cart.

It's not about being civilized, it's just that I'm really annoyed by these ridiculous elements. What if I accidentally create a cigarette butt or something? My colleagues would laugh me to death.

Looking at the progress ahead, patting the dust off his backside, Kaga raised the megaphone again: "Keep going, keep going! Cleanup team stay here to clean up, we're moving on!"

A large-scale exploration of the Blood Fortress ruins has turned into a hiking activity.

The cleanup team, with wheelbarrows, carried the charred and deformed metal slag out of the ruins and dumped it at the bottom of the giant pit that had already been dug outside.

As the setting sun painted the desert in a golden-red hue, the clearing team finally finished their day's work. One-third of the second level of the Blood Fortress had already been cleared.

With a wagon full of struggling, wailing ruin guards, the team withdrew from the fortress.

For this last vehicle, there's no need to waste ammunition. Once the Ruin Guard is taken out of the fortress area, its ability to maintain its existence will quickly dissipate, vanishing into the air like smoke.

Without this border mechanism, these guys would probably be running all over the desert.

A grand banquet, a good rest, and the next day, another boring walk.

Lord Chen Mo, who remained in the camp outside the fortress and remotely monitored the progress, received elaborate, comprehensive, and all-encompassing praise from mercenary team leader Doyle, vice-leader Gadi, and several high-ranking members of the mercenary team.

"Our mercenary group has been operating in this area for eight years, and we have never heard of any other group that can see the third layer of the city wall. My lord, your strength is unparalleled, your wisdom is unfathomable, and your great radiance is enough to illuminate the entire desert!"

This was the first time Chen Mo had realized that Doyle was such a smooth talker.

As for Gedi's words, they were relatively simple: "This is truly a great undertaking. I think it is the greatest pioneering effort I have ever seen in my life!"

As for the other mercenary group members, they were all eager to curry favor and were not to be outdone.

"The greatest fortune of my life is that I did this one thing right: I accepted the lord's summons and came here to become your subordinate!"

"My lord, it is the greatest honor of my life to witness and participate in such a miracle! I cannot wait to set foot on the land of the Vast Ocean Territory and see what kind of magical place it is under your rule!"

To be honest, Chen Mo now understands why some monarchs like sycophants; it's just that...the emotional value is too high.

In three days, the troops of Han Hai Territory cleared out the entire second-floor area.

On the morning of the fourth day, after the magnetic war machine had its battery replaced, it slowly drove into the inner city of Blood Fortress.

(End of this chapter)