"Those mortals don't know anything about power! They thought that by killing the dragon knights and the giant horse cavalry, they would be able to defeat the Holy Demon Empire. A magician snorted coldly as he stood on the high ground and looked at the border fortress built by Higgs in the distance.

The general standing beside him pressed his long sword in his hand and nodded in agreement: "Don't they have to think about it with their own tiny brains, what kind of power makes those dragons surrender to our crotch and become mounts at our disposal!" ”

The mage who spoke took a step sideways, revealing the huge magic array that had been carved on the ground behind him: "Since they don't know, let them see how the real Holy Demon Empire army fights!" ”

"Prepare for a ranged magic attack!" At his command, an old man in a magic robe shouted loudly, and beside him, hundreds of magicians raised their hands above their heads

A dragon is chained to a massive metal flatbed cart by a stout iron chain. The cart, which was several times larger than the train carriage, was dragged by the mountain mover to the edge of the clearing where the magic array had been delineated, and the surrounding magicians chanted magic spells, and the light on their bodies shone slightly.

Standing on top of the giant cart stood a tall soldier with a sharp battle axe, and slashed the dragon in the neck with his arm in turn. Under the tremendous force, the dragon's neck broke by about a third at once, and blood spurted out at once, flowing everywhere.

The dragon was clearly not dead, struggling under the restraints of its chains, unable to move its body. The chains engraved with magical runes seemed to have an instinctive binding on it, so it couldn't break free of itself.

The dragon's scream echoed across the sky, like the voice of death in this world. No matter how much the dragon struggled, the blood full of magic continued to flow into the blood groove reserved by the board, and then converged, pouring into the magic circle outlined on the ground through a specific gap.

Blood flowed down the ravines of the magic array, and the blood that emitted a pale blue light seemed to boil in the magic array. The voices of the surrounding mages chanting magic spells became more complex and rapid, and words that did not resemble human words erupted from their mouths.

"The bombardment begins! Let those mortals repent of their ignorance! Seeing that the huge magic array in front of him began to gather huge magical energy, a magician led by him inserted a whole piece of pure magic crystal ore into the center of the entire magic array.

"Whew!" A fireball larger than a house rose from this magic array, drew a graceful arc in the sky, and rushed towards the Higgs border in the distance with an indomitable momentum.

In the shocked eyes of the Elanhill grenadiers, the huge fireball hit the walls of the huge fortress not far behind them, completely evaporating an entire section of the wall into ashes.

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The scorching flames had not completely disappeared after destroying the walls, and then shattered again, devouring the lives around them. With just such an attack, a 30 mm caliber anti-aircraft gun and all the soldiers deployed around it completely disappeared from this world.

And just as the flames were raging on this position, more fireballs rose in the direction of the Magic Empire army on that side, flying towards the Ellan Hill line on the border of Higgs one by one.

"Fire back! Whatever you do! Fight back now! One of the officers lowered his binoculars, looked back at his adjutant, and gave a loud order: "Let all the artillerymen fire!" Pour your own shells on enemy positions! Fast! ”

"Whew!" At the sound of his command, behind the magic legion of the Holy Demon Empire in the distance, a giant dragon soared into the air, and as the dragon spread its wings, there were more dragons on either side of it. These dragon knights take off in dense layers and look like a swarm of wild bees.

Before the dragon knights could continue to climb, they were greeted by a cannonball fired by Elanhill. Before a dragon rider could twist his body, he was hit in the wing by a 105 mm howitzer and fell to the ground screaming.

The 105 mm cannonball that pierced the dragon's wings exploded in midair, creating a metal storm that smashed all the dragons around it into a sieve. However, the other shells were not so lucky, they landed in the formation of the Holy Demon Empire, and then exploded, raising a cloud of black smoke.

A 75 mm howitzer shell landed right on a magic array, and the explosion suddenly left a huge crater emitting black smoke in the magic array. The surrounding mages staggered a few steps, and several people injured by shrapnel fell to the ground.

In the defensive position of Iran Hill, in the telescope of a front-line commander, the wilderness hillside in the direction of the Holy Demon Empire was beaten into a sieve by cannonballs. Clouds of black smoke rose into the sky, and countless hills were shrouded in huge artillery fire.

The fireballs that landed on Elanhill's position were decreasing, but there were still fireballs that smashed into the trenches or barbed wire, exploding in an instant, engulfing everything around them. The soldiers huddled in the fortifications that had been erected long ago, holding their weapons in an experience like never before.

For the 2nd Army of Aylan Hill, it was the first time that they had encountered an enemy with whom they could engage them head-on. And even in some respects, such opponents have an advantage over them in some respects.

A fireball landed on a trench, and because of the constraints of the trench, the fireball filled the trench and meandered into a long fire dragon. The soldiers in the trenches struggled in flames before turning into pieces of char.

The positions on the other side were also not very pleasant, and the artillery units of Iran Hill seemed to have a numerical advantage. Whether it's a small-caliber 75mm infantry gun or a large-caliber 155mm howitzer, a single hit is fatal for the fragile magic legion.

"The dragon is approaching!" A brave man poked his head out to look at the soldier opposite, retracted and shouted in horror to his comrades beside him. At his shout, the soldiers on the machine-gun position crawled out of their hiding places, wiped the dust from their faces, and prepared for battle.

"Fight until the last moment! Mortals will never be slaves! An officer drew a pistol from his waist and held it high above his head, glaring at the approaching dragon in the distance, shouting encouragement to his men.

To his left, a huge fireball fell just right, engulfing a machine-gun position, engulfing a company's line of defense, engulfing the soldiers in the trenches, leaving flames bouncing everywhere on the ground......

This is almost comparable to the battlefield of the First World War, even if it is only compared in terms of firepower between the two sides, it can be regarded as a cruel modern war. The Magic Legion's attacks were indeed effective, and the Iran Hill soldiers in the first line of defense suffered heavy losses within an hour of the start of the engagement.

"Whew! ......" A dragon swept past Iran Hill's defenses, spreading its massive form over the heads of the crumbling soldiers. Its wings flapped in the wind, curling up the flames scattered on the ground.

The whole battlefield was like hell, with the smell of burnt and dancing flames everywhere. Under the scorching flames, the soldiers of Ellan Hill raised their heads and raised their weapons.

"Suddenly! Dodo! The heavy machine-gun position, which had been silent, suddenly roared, and dense tracer bullets intertwined in the air into a huge net of fire. The flame-spewing fire dragon was suddenly enveloped in a net of fire, and instantly fell to the ground screaming.

As this fire dragon fell, more fire dragons swept past the mortal defenses. They spewed flames and raged over the battlefield, and the mortal anti-aircraft guns opened fire fiercely, causing the dragons to suffer huge losses as well.

"Indeed, such a mortal country is enough to be our opponent." Standing on the hillside, looking at the battlefield that had been reduced to hell in front of him, the general of the Holy Demon Empire led by him pressed his long sword and sighed.

He really didn't expect that even if he had withdrawn a main force from the Holy Demon Empire from the frontal battlefield, when attacking the Mortal Empire, it would still only have a slight advantage on the scene.

Who would have thought that the Holy Demon Empire, which had mobilized 100,000 troops, would not be able to take the border defense line of the little Higgs Kingdom? Who would have thought that the Holy Magic Legion would fight with the opponent's artillery?

"The magic attack continues! Begin to extend further afield...... The first line of defense, their counterattack is almost silent, and it will be enough to let the giant horse cavalry go up and sweep in a while. The general looked at the magician beside him and asked, "How are the losses of the magic legion?" ”

"Our losses are acceptable, the enemy's artillery is fierce, but our magic array is very scattered, so the casualties are not large." The magician replied with a forced composure.

Just now, his troops had almost lost hundreds of mages, and if these losses were placed on the battlefield against the Norma Empire, they were indeed in the tolerable category. But such a loss is placed on the battlefield against the mortal empire, which is a completely different concept.

Compared to their losses, Alan Hill's losses can really be described as heavy. The 2 garrison regiments of the 2nd Army were completely crippled on the front line, and there were very few survivors even who withdrew.

The main force of the second line of defense, two of the three infantry regiments under the command of the 12th Division, suffered heavy losses and had lost the ability to continue fighting. The powerful attack power of the magic legion instantly stunned the 2nd army, which had never encountered such a strong opponent.