"What is happening today is just the afterglow, and the era of knights... is coming to an end."

Danas let out a sigh that only he could hear. Surrounded by the lingering sound, the field artillery of the Dark Iron dwarves roared in unison, and hundreds of scorching projectiles traced dazzling trajectories in the air.

Under the precise calculations of the undead gunners, the impact point of this round of shells almost completely covered the front of the human position and the rear of the knights who began to charge.

The artillery projectiles were bouncing on the ground, and it seemed that they could be stopped by just stretching out your feet, but they could still easily tear apart the bodies of the soldiers, and then explode, drowning more lives in the pungent gunpowder.

between.

As for the cavalry, at the moment when Marshal Gatheris gritted his teeth and commanded the cavalry to rush into the undead army formation, the second round of artillery shells once again landed on the already frightened infantry position. This time, after the shelling correction, those artillery shells became

More precise and more deadly.

Marshal Gatheris's heavy cavalry is still unstoppable. They are like sharp knives, running back and forth between the undead skeletal soldiers, killing with astonishing efficiency. If they face any human legion, they are charged at this time.

One party may have fallen into collapse, but the undead will not.

Danas calmly looked at the undead army formation that was penetrated and attacked before him. Those insignificant individuals, easily overturned and trampled by war horses, did not have the slightest fear, but were still under the command of the high-level knights.

He used his body to block the charge of the local heavy cavalry.

"He is really the soldier that every general dreams of...resolute, brave, never afraid, and carries out his orders..."

Danas snorted and looked at the heavy cavalry who were slowly losing speed amid the siege of the undead. Soon, his eyes fell on the sky. In the distant sky, huge red monsters had already appeared.

Appeared flapping its wings.

On the ground, Marshal Gatheris, who was trapped by the undead, looked back. Under the crazy bombardment of the undead, his own formation... had collapsed. He looked at the panicked infantry.

Looking for cover, the marshal's eyes shone with strong reluctance, but whether he wanted to admit it or not, he had already lost half of this defensive battle due to the overwhelming firepower of the undead.

"The dragon fights with us! We will not lose!"

The marshal chopped down the undead that hindered the horses from breaking through with one sword. He loudly encouraged morale. Behind the undead army formation, with Rogelio's arm waving, a series of sunshine heavy cannons were slowly turned to attack.

Aiming at the sky, on the other side of the highland, outside the empty ruby ​​holy land, Luminas looked at the red earth below with cold eyes. Behind the giant skeleton dragon behind her, on each skull dragon

, all carrying a lot of explosives, as well as some Dark Iron Dwarf explosive technicians.

"Give you 10 minutes!"

Luminas's voice rang in the ears of every undead gunpowder technician:

"Place these explosives at every key point in the Ruby Holy Land! I will clear the airspace for you... Remember, you only have 10 minutes!"
Chapter completed!