Chapter 66: Massacre

To be a hero or a slave, now is the time to decide.

Fighting a fleet made of steel with flesh and blood would be foolish to see the slightest chance of victory.

But there was no way back for Kelissa and the knights behind her, and behind her was the land of England, a place that Joan of Arc desperately couldn't let set foot in.

Even if it is heroic here, there is no reason to retreat.

It's not just the technological gap, but even the people on Kelissa's side are far inferior to the army led by Joan of Arc. Not to mention those who are only a minority, adding up to less than 10,000 military detectives and wizards, there are more than 30,000 people in the Magister Regiment alone, and counting the crew of the floating warships recruited from the Apocalyptic Realm, there are 50,000 horses, and Joan of Arc can also be exaggerated to claim an army of 100,000.

At this time, the British could only give Kelissa more than 300 people. A 300-fold gap is enough to collapse any famous player in history. Even if Kelissa and her knights were all one hundred, there would still be a difference of two hundred times.

"Not an inch of land can be given to others, just here to completely annihilate the enemy!"

With the sword in the sky, Kelissa shouted to all the knights behind her.

"Yes!"

Hundreds of knights echoed in unison.

Of course, as the other side of the defensive line, no matter how tight the combat strength is, the Queen of England and Lola will not really care about letting Kelissa die here in vain. Even if they can't annihilate the enemy, the Queen of England and Lola will at least keep the enemy out of the country.

Kelissa's hole cards are not the more than 300 knights behind her, if you only have this hand, it will be no different from sending you to death.

As one of the three major churches standing at the pinnacle of Crucifixion, the British Puritanism has collected many ballast spiritual costumes for hundreds of years, and the British royal family with a long bloodline is naturally the same.

At this point, Lola and the Queen of England can be described as hemorrhaging, in Lola's words, "the dowry we prepared for ourselves has been handed over".

If the war is unfavorable, Lola is even ready to take action herself.

However, this is not something that will be done unless absolutely necessary. Because it is impossible for someone who can come up with such a huge floating fleet without one or two masters to suppress the formation.

What's more, Lola still has to stay in the church to stabilize the situation of Intix, where can she get away.

Joan of Arc sat quietly in the command seat waiting for the fleet to arrive at its destination, when suddenly a communications officer sent her a report.

"Report, Lord Joan of Arc, a group of knights have appeared in front of you blocking the way, and among them it seems to be Her Royal Highness the Second Princess. The other party asked to meet. ”

"Hmm~ the second princess?"

Joan of Arc tilted her head and thought for a moment, then commanded: "Don't stop, turn on the horn, and tell her that we are here to prevent war and welcome peace, and please get out of the way immediately, otherwise they will be sinners who hinder peace." ”

In order to achieve a great righteousness, Joan of Arc doesn't want to make a move on Kelissa, but if the other party makes the first move, then there is no pressure to fight back.

After receiving Joan of Arc's order, the communications corps turned on the loudspeaker installed on the outside of the battleship to communicate with people outside, and conveyed Joan of Arc's words word for word.

"What! The people who have divided our land by intrigue and intrigue actually claim to have come for peace? ”

Hearing the signal soldier's reply, Kelissa shouted in anger.

Is this the first to do the first but also to set up the arch of chastity?

No, it's even more excessive than this, this is robbing your wife and family property in the name of your good!

"Damn, prepare the spirit garments, and if they refuse to leave, let us send them away."

Kelissa whispered to one of the knights beside her. The most familiar knight commander was sent to the battlefield on the Anglo-French border, and now Kelissa is surrounded by only some knights who are not very familiar.

Although he also belongs to the knightly faction and has participated in the coup together, there is no one in this who can compare to half the level of the knight commander.

"Report, Joan of Arc, the other side is ready for battle."

"Don't worry about going straight away, let our people be ready to fight back, as long as the other party does it, then don't send them on the road politely."

Joan of Arc is not a good person, so naturally he will not be polite to the enemy, and gave the order with a sneer.

Thanks to Joan of Arc's orders, the fleet did not stop advancing, and even after the clear warnings of Kelissa and others, they still insisted on moving forward.

Kelissa knew that it couldn't be good.

That's just right!

"Take out the spiritual costume that the ** old woman gave us."

Regardless of the huge gap in strength, Kelissa took a pale crystal staff handed by her hand.

[Snow Elf Staff] - This is a spiritual costume created by a magic society in the past, based on the ancient English legend "CailleachBheara", and has the power to release the cold wind that can freeze people to death. Ordinary people, as long as they get a little edge, they will freeze to death immediately.

Even inanimate warships can freeze them into mounds of ice.

The magic association in the past was wiped out because it violated the English Puritanism and was branded as a witch, and this spiritual costume naturally fell into the hands of the British Puritans.

Lola gave this spiritual costume to Kelissa to fight against those floating warships flying in the sky.

If they are frozen and fall from the sky, they don't need to be destroyed by others, and the gravity of the crash alone can break those battleships into several pieces.

"Attention, there's a high-energy reaction ahead!"

On the battleship, the energy monitor exclaimed.

On the instrument in front of him, a red halo lit up on the position where Kelissa and the others were, which represented an extremely high energy collection, almost equivalent to the reaction of the battleship's main gun when it gathered.

The first to react was the non-commissioned officer in charge of operating the ship's defensive shield, who almost pressed the button to turn on the energy shield.

The next moment, a cyan wind erupted from the tip of the staff in Kelissa's hand.

"Tick! Backbite! Backbite! Backbite! ”

The sirens in the battleship sounded loudly, and the superposition of various sirens made people's hearts rise all at once.

"Report the losses of the ships, lead the fleet to return fire, and use the cannon to flatten that hill for me!"

Gripping the armrest of the chair, Joan of Arc shouted at the non-commissioned officer below who seemed to be in a hurry because he was on the battlefield for the first time.

"Huh? Be! ”

The non-commissioned officers, who were originally flustered, heard Joan of Arc's voice, and seeing that the commander was so calm, they seemed to have a bottom in their hearts, and their movements quickly became stable and fast.

"According to the report, the loss of shield energy of the forward fleet ranges from nine to eleven percent, and the middle and rear fleets are unhindered. There were no losses of battleships, except for three unlucky guys who did not stand firm and fell injured, there were no other casualties! ”

Several communications officers immediately got busy, and after a few moments, they finished communicating with the other ships and reported the situation.

"Ten percent of the shield's one-time energy loss?"

Joan of Arc was also taken aback, and repeated it again still in disbelief.

"It seems that Britain has taken out the basics."

Joan of Arc thinks that such a powerful spiritual costume should be regarded as a treasure treasured by the United Kingdom.

This ten percent of the energy is not a single battleship, but the situation of nearly sixty warships in front, and Joan of Arc has only more than three hundred warships in total, and one-fifth of the warships at one time have lost a lot of energy.

If you switch to electricity, it's enough for a large city to use for a week.

However, it was not only Joan of Arc who was surprised by the blow, but also Kelissa's side.

If such a powerful spirit suit wants to be activated, the conditions can be described as harsh, and the amount of magic power consumed is also amazing. This blow was charged by the English Puritans with another hole card before departure, and Kelissa thought that this blow would at least destroy most of the opponent's fleet.

As a result, I didn't expect that a layer of light shield appeared in the people's house, and it was just over!

“……”

Kelissa looked wordlessly at the unscathed fleet in the sky, her eyebrows contorted slightly.

"Princess, be careful!"

The knight guarding Kelissa's side screamed and threw her to the ground.

"Boom!"

A beam of light about three meters in diameter swept away from them directly in front of them.

When the dust settled, Kelissa lifted her head from the dirt. All around her was a mess, a bottomless rift splitting their position in half.

Kelissa touched it with her hand, and the edge of the crack was smooth, a trail left by a high-energy beam.

"Look for concealment, count the number of people, how many more of us are still fighting power?"

Wiping the black ash from her face, Kelissa gave orders to all the knights.

"It's hard to say, there are probably more than 200 people. But to be honest, it's not that we dodged the attack, it's that the opponent didn't hit us. The speed of that attack was so fast that the person who was hit probably died before he could even react. ”

A knight standing in the distance crawled to Kelissa's side to report, he had just stood far away, the least affected, and the most visible.

Those who survive are not better than those who died, but simply the trajectory of the beam does not pass under their feet.

"Be careful, second wave attack...... Here it comes! ”

Without giving Kelissa time to reinvigorate the team and catch up, the second wave of beam cannons arrived.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

The beam cannon was fired as if it didn't cost money, and Joan of Arc ordered the fleet to clean the positions of Kelissa and the others with artillery bombardment.

The dirt on the ground was turned over and over again, and I don't know how many knights' flesh and blood were mixed in it. However, under the high temperature of the beam cannon, the person who was hit was probably carbonized in an instant.

"It's a massacre!"

Cowering in a makeshift hole, Kelissa said in a tone that resembled a trembling.

At this time, there were only less than 100 knights left around her, and the rest died unfortunately before the hole was dug.

From the beginning of the battle to now, in less than three minutes, Kelissa's side was defeated.

Of course, the reason why Kelissa has not chosen to retreat until now: first, she has no choice, and second, she still has a spiritual suit, and she thinks that if she grasps the time, she can still fight back.