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5 August 1666 (MDAY+126)

South of Jena, west of the King's River

After an eight-hour break, her magic was all restored.

The blonde girl quietly got up from her sleeping bag, stretched, put on her military uniform, and walked out of the camp. The captain on the bed was still asleep, with a relaxed smile on his face: she hadn't seen him smile like this in reality for a long time. Day after day, they are faced with tremendous pressure and a life-and-death choice, and one wrong order can mean the annihilation of an entire army. There is only serious marching and free and easy revelry in the barracks, and there is no room for easy smiles.

"He's supposed to be dreaming, right?"

Another blonde girl in a red military uniform was lying on the roof, looking at the morning glow. The girl who came out of the tent lightly touched the ground and jumped onto the roof.

"Is it fun to pretend I'm still here, Miss Summoner?" she asked, yawning as she lay on the roof.

The real Anne Seffir impatiently pushed the demon's head: "It's a substitution, dead demon." By the way, I'm not going to pay for your laziness. I'll make up the rest for you in the evening. ”

The female demon pursed her lips and made a fuss: "Hey, isn't this layer of your personality a little too small, master, you are almost the strongest magician in the world, and you will not lose a piece of meat if you are generous to us poor hired men." ”

"It's already like this anyway, the image or something, it's long gone. Besides, isn't it the duty of humanity to deal with demons, and how boring your life would be if no one summoned you. You guys are nothing more than the sum total of the collective subconscious beliefs of humanity, and it's useless to earn too much magic. ”

Demon Anne was a little anxious: "But, what if you have an accident today and can't pay the bill? Can I ask the guy downstairs for money?

Anne Seffir laughed casually, "What happened to me, Miss Demon, I thought you knew something about your summoner." ”

She raised her right hand, and for a moment all the sunlight seemed to gather on her hand.

It's been a long time since all the magic has been unleashed like this, and the surging power keeps pouring out. It's as if you've found your true self. The magic that overflowed from itself was intertwined into a web of light, starting from the fingertips and wrapping around the whole body, radiating brightly.

"If someone can give me an accident, let him try it, right?"

The magic that gathered in Anne's body in an instant swelled to the point of a foul: it was as if she was not made of flesh and blood, but of pure magic. The alarm bells rang throughout the camp, and the officers who had been jogging in the morning looked left and right in horror, thinking that something was wrong with the equipment.

Demon Anne opened her mouth wide and couldn't say anything for a while, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "Are you really a human, Miss Summoner......?

Hearing this, Anne put away her magic and thought about it sideways. The conversation with "that person" last night still lingers in my mind, and the memory is a little confusing.

"I'm just following my own ideas and actions. ”

The will to fight is higher than ever. Not to defend history, not to Bonnie's plea.

"Just because I like it...... Right?"

I like the era I came from. Love the country that person remembers. Love the future that person paints. I like it to the point where I want to recreate this dream-like scene.

It is enough to have a reason of this magnitude.

Even if they cross eras, even if they have different experiences, the essence of those two guys is the same. For the sake of the so-called dream and sense of responsibility, you can give up your own life and life nasty ghosts. Anne couldn't leave her fellow guys alone again.

"I promised. I set off. ”

She flew faster than a dragon and crossed the hills south of Jena and west of the River of Kings.

She knew how many people were on the other side, and she knew better than the Jena headquarters.

After the failed raid on 4 August, the emperor had abandoned the raid plan and replaced it with a forced march. All masking spells have been removed, and caster silence (all mages use anti-detect magic and stop active mana) has stopped. There is a limit to the number of troops that can be passed through a given time on a road. If you want to speed up, you have to use all the roads as much as possible. The Imperial forces were deployed in battalions and marched along six roads between the hills towards Jena.

There was at least one Imperial brigade advancing on each road, forming a situation of separate attacks and combined attacks, with a clear emphasis on speed over safety.

The temporary unit name is the "Imperial Main Legion", a glorious number with a history dating back to the time of the Elven Empire. With the Royal Guards and the First Army as the main body, the total strength was 50,000, of which 33,000 were the main force and 15,000 were the rear troops, and 2,000 lost contact in yesterday's raid.

This force has 75 percent of the Imperial Expeditionary Force's horses, 60 percent of the magic users, and 55 percent of the artillery.

This force mobilized its elite units from a total of twelve armies, including the 2nd, 3rd, 4th, and 5th Armies of the Empire, the Duke of Knorr*, the Duke of Cannae*, the Duke of Sotaran*, the 1st and 2nd Armies of the Duchy of Soma, and the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd Armies of the Duchy of Figota, and organized them into sixteen brigade-sized combat units.

The Commander-in-Chief is the Minister of War, Duke Loren von Figota (bishopric level), and the Deputy Commander-in-Chief is the Minister of Security, Sid Nasser (Adamantite Badge rank). In the army, there are a total of 1,300 spellcasters from the chief bishop of the court Ingrid and the court magician Platinum Emblem Victor (currently there is a shortage of 800). The elite troops drawn from the four major knight orders were as many as five companies.

Whether it is the Figota Army, which can break through the quasi-modern defensive formation with a single right flank of the Knights of the Medic, or the Free Army of Jena, which can defeat the eight hundred spellcasters with a white-knuckle charge, the impact power cannot be compared to that of the main army of the Empire.

When she saw her opponent's array, she stopped. It was a not-so-dense queue with no end in sight, mixed with a large number of horses, vehicles, and artillery. The detection circle unfolded like lightning, and the clouds in the sky unusually gathered and scattered, and the clouds were arranged in the shape of various magic emblems.

"Left wing. Central. Right wing. Center-right. It seems impossible to include the far left and the far right. ”

And Anne is just one person, but she has to challenge this unit with strong combat effectiveness even by modern military standards. Even in the first two years of the Civil War in New Continent in the mid-nineteenth century, the ratio of artillery to magicians between the Eastern and Western armies was no more than that, and at the beginning of the Continental War in the late nineteenth century, most of the reserve armies did not even meet this standard.

In an Eastern idiom, this is called ...... Do not measure yourself, have courage and no strategy, and break the boat?"

But she was Anne Sefir. Anne Sefir, the *master of the magic limit.

"The biggest increase in mana!"

The body was shrouded in a spiral of blue and gold light, as if it were nothing. Converted to the badge system of this era, the Wizards Association will probably issue her a limited edition badge......

She laughed at the thought of this. "At the very least, with Mithril and Adamantite Gold as a base, and Orihar Konjin and the Philosopher's Stone engraved with my initials, right? ”

Put an artifact-grade magic amplifier on his wrist, hold up the blue crystal polished lens with his index finger, and talk to himself in a very non-serious way to relieve the pressure.

After all, she was going to do something stupid that no one had ever done before, something stupid enough for even a top-tier mage. Even in her time, the digitization of the Magic Web was an emerging technology – one that even Namen Hugh Kirman had never seen.

"The disguise is complete. ”

Whispering a mantra to increase concentration, he sat on a blood-red flying horse and looked out at the blue sky and the turquoise earth.

"Random spells don't nullify enchantments. Momentum defense wall. Remote Sensing Traps. Detection sensor. And also...... Temporary Network Sync Protocol!"

Reciting the incantation, the horse flies, spreading the relay points, and the magic circuits in the brain tremble incessantly. All hormones are secreted in large quantities, just like what it feels like to be in love or drunk.

"The physical layer is built with the data layer. ”

Clouds, wind, sunshine, and rivers are all part of her magical network. Plant relay points in each place where the natural landscape is magnificent, and grasp the location and coordinates of everything.

"The network layer is established with the transport layer. ”

Rocks connect rocks, and trees connect trees. Wind connects to wind, and water connects to water. Elements are data, matter is memory, and itself is the magic processor.

"The session layer is established with the presentation layer. ”

The hilly terrain of the Middle Rulok is layered on top of each other, and huge ravines are washed out by magical mudslides, forming a huge magic circle full of natural magic. The magic power she injected flashed through the circuit of the magic array, and then it worked naturally. The power of so-called "positive feedback" grows with each cycle. Of course, all this is only connected to Anne's own head. As long as she wanted to, she could see every soldier, every step, every breath of the emperor*.

"Application layer establishment. What I want is the order that is in you. My faith is my magic!

The sunlight shone on the turquoise magic glasses, crystal clear, as if you were inside the "Evidence of the Soul". There is a blue background in the field of vision, and the magic gathering points are clearly visible.

Anne grabbed her sapphire pendant, now she finally had the strength to activate the artifact. Enter a search keyword in your mind. In the days when there was no modern magic web, she could only work with this kind of solidified database.

"Search your knowledge base, the Soul Proof. How did the mages control this hilly land during the war of 1679, and how did the general retreat of the Bulge take advantage of this terrain during the Southern Front campaign of 1877?

The other person's legacy has been drained, but there is still enough local knowledge comparable to the entire stock of the magic web. She had read a few battles in which she had used her magic to sever the enemy's ties to each other, and she had already made a decision.

The search and analysis proceeded quickly, and everything was recorded in the database. The Kengler-Lenni section of the King's River was difficult to navigate, and the Empire had to rely on overland for supplies. The two banks of the King's River are complex terrain with hills and valleys, and there are many weaknesses in the construction of the road itself, which is the battlefield where the mages gallop freely. Clad López's march to Kengal took a fancy to the weakness of the road, and in one fell swoop forced the emperor into a desperate situation where he had to fight a decisive battle.

Download the terrain into your mind and let the magic fluctuations fill this body that can use ten levels of magic for the first time in a long time. The new body built by the Wishing Magic itself is designed to be a magician, and it can be loaded with as much mana output as it can be.

Arcs and sparks flickered between the fingertips, creating a temporary web around the body, a network that summoned all the scattered magic in the Jena-Blenheim region. The leylines were rushing, the portals were flashing, the plane passages were trembling, and the relics of ancient magic were boiling.

"Magical strategy is to put the most suitable caster in the most suitable position. If we need to hold back the enemy's main force, there is only one caster who is suitable. ”

Fortunately, this time there is no need to use the wishing technique, what is needed is a presumptuous battle. A moment when Anne Sefir will give it her all – a rare moment in the entire history of magic. Top mages never go all out, they always have the power to plan and then act - as a result, the deaths of most top mages are not worth mentioning, and they often die by some "whatever" accident.

"Anne Seiffel arrived at the combat position on time...... Alas, it's a pity that there is no audience. ”

From this moment on, she is no longer an officer, but a cold-blooded hunter who silently waits for her opportunity.

Magical hair turned from blonde to a glowing golden red, fluttering in the wind, and Pegasus' blood-red wings spread out like crimson dragons.

"It doesn't matter how much known history is destroyed. It doesn't matter what it turns the world into. It doesn't matter how many people who would have become great men will be killed. Just keep the enemy here for the time being......" she shook her head violently, "forgive me for the survival of a free nation." ”

Pegasus quietly landed on the highest hill, with the valleys and hills of Jena in the background, and in front of him was the emperor* who was marching with his head down.

"But that's an order of magnitude, isn't it?"

The size of the troops is a number, but what you see with your own eyes means fear.

As far as her eyes could see, there were four black dots that were hard to see. Twenty kilometers in front and rear, and eighteen kilometers in front of the left and right, the far left and far right wings can no longer be contained in the field of vision.

The length of a two-column battalion marching column was nine hundred meters, and a brigade had six battalions, with at least two brigades on each road. Forty-eight thousand people spread out on a wide front, so unstoppable. The force could advance seven kilometres per hour and would reach Jena tomorrow morning.

Of the 33,000 men of the main force, 25,000 were in front of her, and two hours behind them, 10,000 of the troops behind her.

There was no silence from any spellcaster, and noble officers large and small were busy using magic to command, communicate, and scout.

"Magic Circle Filling. ”

The flow of magic summoned from the other world began to fill along the direction of the canyon magic array.

"It's so far...... Edge acknowledgment. Mana suppression. ”

The magic flowed to the point where the enemy advance was approaching, and finally to the end!

Scout cavalry appears at the edge of the field of vision. The Hunter suppressed all the flow of magic and waited silently for the Emperor* to enter the volley zone.

The terrain of the interception zone is not very complex, except for the Royal Road, which is the main road, and several other commercial roads are large enough for horse-drawn carriages. Groups of riders confirmed the safety ahead, exchanging "safety" signals with the Pegasus riders returning from the air.

The hunter had done all the preparations and waited quietly. A little bored, she pulled out a book of romances and came out to read it. The Age of Enlightenment was a very interesting place to read.

The strikers of the Emperor* walked into her volley circle with mechanical steps. The pace is neat and well-trained. The middle lane was the fastest, and there seemed to be a magician on the center-right flank who was suspicious of the concentration of mana in the vicinity, and only after some investigation did he allow the troops to advance. The four armies were not at the same speed, and their distance from each other was only enough for each other's scouts to greet each other every few kilometers.

Julok in the summer is not cool. The hunter was dressed in a swimsuit, lying on an unfolded recliner, smeared with sunscreen on his body, and his military uniform folded up on the back of a nearby Pegasus. She yawned wantonly, enjoying the sun, feeling the flow of nature's winds. Two summoned forest goblins were fluttering on a small table beside them, struggling to figure out how to stick the fruit on the skewers for their master to enjoy. In the past, Anne wouldn't have wasted her magic so casually, but today she didn't care.

I can feel the fluctuations in the magic net increasing and increasing round by round. Enough to support sixth, seventh, and eighth.

Two- and four-wheeled wagons dragged heavy supplies and baggage behind several brigades in the forward. In order to ensure that the troops could be deployed on time in the event of an enemy, they distributed their combat equipment to each squad at the beginning of the march this morning, and only a large amount of supplies and forage were transported by wagon. Each regiment protected its own baggage, also to prevent the Free Army from burning up all supplies in a single raid.

The hunter ate all the fruit on the stick, finished reading, threw the book into his dimensional handbag, and stretched. The web of magic had been weaved, and the enemy's headquarters had marched below the hill where she was resting.

She donned the red coat of the Intern Army and leaped off the edge of the cliff. The sun was shining overhead, the placket of her uniform was open, and the hem of her uniform fluttered in the wind like a cape, revealing her swimsuit. Turquoise gemstones were set in the pendant, sparkling on her chest.

The girl with blue sunglasses said in a weak tone, crossed her waist with one hand, and made a threatening declaration to the Imperial staff officers who were leaving.

Here's what she said: "Stop marching. Otherwise you will be destroyed. ”

Several generals and colonels who were chatting looked at her in amazement. The colorful uniforms were clearly Free Army, but no one knew how to speak.

"I told you to stop marching, or you will be destroyed?"

"Wait a minute, who are you-"

"At the heart of running a force are the officers and lieutenants at headquarters. I'm sorry, everybody, please rest in peace. ”

His fingers held his sunglasses, and a black glow flashed on the blue lenses, and the blue pupils dimmed.

Anne's right index finger turned black, drawing a black void line in the air. The huge negative energy was concentrated in one point of space, and it instantly took the lives of everyone in front of him.

"—Fingerofdeath?"

A few syllables that are soft and elastic. That's the most elegant and least elegant magic. There are too many magicians who love this magic, and too many who hate it. Pure power competition, the strong live, the weak die. The dead are painless, they only know that they are under magic that is much stronger than their own.

There is no art. There is no resourcefulness. There was no screaming. There was no blood. But there is power, there is absolute power.

Everyone who is hit by the black line falls into an eternal and unwake-up dream, regardless of nobles or commoners. She strolled through the Emperor's command, as if she were walking in a field of roses. The movements of the fingers were graceful and neat, and they took the lives of the school officers one by one without impatience.

The reacting soldiers shot wildly, and the lead bullets stopped in front of her, embedded in the invisible defensive net. Her left hand gently flicked the bullets off like dust. She only killed the officers and captains, and intercepted one group of emergency orders after another.

When Anne gets serious, she can see the greatest weakness of the invincible Empire's main legion. During her months in the Free Army, Anne learned the quickest way to break down the command network: kill the executive class, not the generals. Everyone can become a general, but there is no way to quickly restore an officer corps. What's more, more than half of the magic officers have left the team. She used the simplest violence, but she invested it in the most ingenious way.

"Evil ...... Demonic ......"

The first round of the meeting. Countless attack spells and bullets smashed against the shield in front of the girl, unable to cause even a tremble. The opponent cannot be stopped, cannot be delayed, and cannot be destroyed.

The second round is played. The proud officers of the past fled in all directions, the nobles abandoned their honors, and the commoners abandoned their duties. The timid officer ripped off his epaulettes and curled up, praying that he would escape.

The third round of the encounter. The entire middle was in disarray, the troops stopped advancing, and the surviving lieutenants and non-commissioned officers regrouped their ranks and identified the enemy's position. The elite of the 1st Brigade of the Royal Guards lined up in a battle line and stopped in front of the blonde girl in the red uniform. The platoon of guns continued to fire, and the magic smashed a deep pit in the ground, but the magic shield on the opposite side stood still.

Standing still as tall as the hills behind her. It took Anne four hours to set up a makeshift net, and that time was not wasted.

"What a strong man...... What a strong magician. Magic artillery, shoot with cloud bombs!"

Cloud Bombs are effective in stopping opponents from killing, and the black line of death cannot penetrate it. If Anne also intends to use the Finger of Death, she will have to switch her shooting location.

Along with the Magic Artillery of the General Reserve, the court mage, forty-eight-year-old Victor von Gürik, who wore the rank of provisional lieutenant general equivalent to that of Deputy Commander Sid Nasser on his shoulders. Victor gained approval from the Guild twelve years ago for his essay on vacuum magic, and has relied on magic to get to where he is today. Over the next few years, he made a name for himself in the Magdeburg Experiment, which proved atmospheric pressure, and was one of the few high-ranking mages known for his practical magic.

"Have faith? There's auto-attack, damage reduction, energy immunity, and force field defense, at least as strong as me. ”

Sid also arrived faster than most people estimated. The Overseers of the Imperial Ministry of Security are omnipresent, and communication between them is surprisingly fast.

"Not only that, but I suspect that the other party has a unique secret magic, and she can somehow absorb magic to replenish her own losses. With this magic, he broke into the enemy formation alone and disrupted our army with the power of one person, and the Southern Army also had such a heroic magician. The court mage's tone was full of admiration. However, he immediately remembered the identity of the person next to him, and hurriedly added: "It's a pity that it's a rebellion." ”

"It's heroineism. The Minister of Security indifferently corrected, "Find a way to kill her." ”

"Let me think about it. Unless she is eliminated once, her magic will never run out. It's a pity to surpass my realm at such a young age......" Victor hurriedly changed his words, "Of course we shouldn't pity the jade. Naserqing, I would like to ask you to defend me against the enemy's magical attacks. ”

Sid nodded. Victor narrowed his eyes, observing the other man's movements under the clouds.

In this era, there are very few high-level mages. Their value is not commensurate with what they can actually do: as Emperor * has attempted before, the total attack power of the concentrated low-tier casters is higher.

However, at any time, only high-level mages can fight against high-level mages. A high-level mage at a key point is able to turn the whole picture around, just like now.

Victor's gaze peeked through the fog and speculated on the route the enemy might choose.

"- Vacuumblast!"

As far as his eyes could see, the air in the space was emptied in one moment, filled in another, and so on.

The tremendous pressure turned into a blast of wind, slicing through the fog and everything in its path, including the mist, corpses, and the curse of the Finger of Death.

A storm blew. The red uniform was conspicuous enough to reveal the location of the other party's attempt. The court magician knew that the young woman's magic must be higher than his, and the only thing he could take advantage of was the brief moment when the other party was not yet familiar with the vacuum's magical properties.

"- Instant Magic - VacuumBlade!"

Three vacuum blades intertwined, each lethal enough. Victor gambled that the opponent's magic shield would not be able to cope with a single dense attack. After the previous few bursts, the average mage would judge that the vacuum burst was just a series of blasts, using the air pressure difference to split the enemy, so they adjusted the defensive magic to a wide range of full-body protection, and few people knew that vacuum magic could also cleverly create a continuous vacuum in a plane, so that the air that filled the gaps could become sharp blades that directly sliced through the opponent's body.

He did it. The red figure was almost immediately split into six disconnected pieces.

But that's just a military uniform, and there's no one underneath the uniform!

"All cover!" Sid stretched his dynamic vision and judgment to the limit, stretched out his right hand in front of Victor von Quirik, and shouted the spell out, "—Black Diamond Shield unfolded (D)!"

The perfect plan often lurks the greatest dangers. By the time Victor finally realized this, it was too late.

A powerful flame of pure energy shot out from the other end of the fog.

It flies with an amazing wind sound and penetrating power. Eighty-one tiny pure energy flames rolled into a large warhead, which was concentrated on one point.

All the clouds and mist were swept away by this blow, and all eyes were focused on this swift blow!

Not only did this Pure Energy Flame eliminate all defensive magic from both sides of the enemy, but it even neutralized the nearby magic cannon shells through the magic net.

The flames, which were supposed to be pure silver, were slightly dyed with the color of a magic weapon that concentrated a little bit of magic, and took on a azure blue as the sky.

Victor couldn't see anything in front of him clearly. The hand of the Minister of Security beside him trembled slightly, adding the magic power of the black diamond shield at a speed that was difficult to trace with the naked eye.

"The second floor, the third floor, the fourth floor, the fifth floor, the sixth floor!"

Who has ever seen such a domineering blow? The shield forged by the black diamond is already the strongest known defensive magic in this era, but even this magic can't stop the opponent's concentrated and pure magic!

"Seventh—"

Sid's right hand ached sharply, and then he stopped feeling pain. In other words, because the pain is so intense, the pain nerve has stopped.

This blow destroyed all of the magical defenses set up by Victor and Sid, blasting off the right hand of the Minister of Security and then piercing the forehead of the court mage!

"Supervise the team, stabilize your position! Retreat to the latter without permission, die!"

Sid immediately realized how dangerous this would be. Ignoring his bleeding right wrist, he kicked down Victor's still standing corpse, covered it with a black cloak, and fell to his stomach.

To block messages. The court mage, who had the platinum badge, was killed in a single encounter. As soon as this fact spread, no officer would dare to face this unidentified enemy again. Sid knew how damaging it would be to morale.

The pain reminded the Minister of Security of an enemy female high-ranking mage and priest who had been forced to flee from the man in disarray, leaving behind a left hand—this time a right hand. The left hand, restored with divine magic, has not yet been able to regain its former dexterity. Luthor should be in Blenheim with López, but he can't be sure of that. He stared at the girl in the swimsuit across from him, trying to engrave her face into the depths of his mind.

Immediately afterward, he noticed the blue gem on Anne's chest.

If anyone could observe the wonderful expression of the Minister of Security at this moment, they would have exclaimed in surprise: they were adjectives that would never normally be used on this person, such as "eyes wandering", "large beads of sweat running down his forehead", "bruise-purple lips trembling", "teeth clucking", etc. It was the look on the face of a man who realized that all his calculations had gone wrong and that he was about to face annihilation. He had even forgotten to suppress the souls he had enslaved.

"It can't be. But if that's the case, all the clues are connected. My rival...... You're amazing. But you won't succeed. You won't succeed, Pluto Luthor!"

Sid reached into his pocket, quietly pulled out a black gem, and stared, the almost out-of-control souls suppressing back. If Anne had seen the gem, she would have been surprised to find that it had the exact same cut as her own sapphire, with only a different color: a transparent sky blue and a cloudy dark black.

Of course, it was impossible for Anne to see the jewel at this moment, because her own plans were also in the thick of the moment.

The magic was so powerful that it had recoil, and it was so strong that it threw her ass to the ground and dislocated her shoulder. Anne endured the excruciating pain to put her shoulder back in place, soothing the sore shoulder caused by releasing all her magic at once.

"Seriously, the red uniform is really glamorous and tacky, but it does work. She patted the dirt on her body and stood up, "Of course, swimsuits are also useful." ”

The enemy did not attack again, and did not even organize a defense. No one can accept the simple and neat killing of a valuable high-level mage with such a blow. Now, no one would dare to commit to a second High Mage - of course, such a situation was what Anne needed.

"Next, it's time to cut the supply lines. ”

She's like the great magicians of ancient legends, deliberately using the most crucial and greatest magic in front of her enemies. The fear and panic of the enemy are good nourishment for this kind of magic.

"From the narrow valley of Jena, to the crossroads of fate, from the rippling banks of the river to the edge of the mountains—"

"The heavens tremble with wrath, the earth trembles, the roar resounds, the storm sweeps across the ground, and the waves sweep across the shore!

The moment I cut off the connection to the network, my head hurts very much, it hurts very much. Not because the magic net is addictive, but because he has disconnected from the endless sea of knowledge. It's called loneliness, and it's always around her.

But she had to. One ring after another, one blow after another.

Anne Seffir removed her magic power and unleashed potential energy equivalent to the power of dozens of earthquakes in the magic net. Those disorderly forces immediately became murderers of all things.

Application layer crashes. Indicates a layer crash. Session layer crashes. Transport layer crashes. The network layer crashes. The data layer crashes. Physical layer crashes.

Within the confines of the huge magical network that originally connected all things, the earth shook and everything changed!

The sky was clear and cloudless just a moment ago, but suddenly it rained heavily and the earth shook incessantly.

Every locked bridge collapsed, every preset rock fell, every targeted levee broke, every crack in the ground widened.

The first step is to destroy the central command, and the second step is to cut off the tentacles of the enemy's front line.

The water of the King River broke through the embankment, and the mighty soup swept everything on the bank, and the center-right team was swept to pieces. The four brigades of the left and right flanks were truncated by the collapsed surface and could not advance or retreat. The brigade that advanced the fastest in the middle was even more surprised to find itself trapped between many huge rifts four or five meters wide, and the entire King's Avenue was broken into countless pieces!

A complete disaster, no, a nightmare in the or, it should be said. The direct death toll from this blow is more than a thousand, but this number will climb rapidly due to the lack of supplies for the troops.

In fact, the emperor did not fail to estimate this state of affairs. In ancient wars involving a large number of mages, climate magic, earthquake magic, plague magic, and even volcano magic were used. If the main army of the Empire still had an officer corps, they would be able to organize a response to the situation in a single day.

But now, only a quarter of the officers in the corps can work, let alone a day, and another three days may not be able to reorganize the offensive. The most optimistic estimate is that their remaining officers will be enough to maintain the normal operation of the brigades themselves.

South of Jena, west of the King's River, is already such a vast marsh of nightmares!

But the offensive cannot be stopped, absolutely not.

The stakes are too big to retreat, and the situation is too bad to give up. There is only one choice: fight to the death! War is a one-way street, but what about battle?

The only ones that could move were the Far Right Wing, which had a mere brigade, and the Far Left Wing, which had a brigade plus a part of the Figota Expeditionary Force. Both of these forces were motley armies that were originally not taken seriously, but now they had to take on the task of attacking the main one. The only thing to be thankful for is that there are still enough magic troops and artillery on the far left flank - although the artillery is dubious and in the hands of some troublemakers.

At this moment, Miss Duchess Danica didn't know that the ragtag army in her hands had suddenly become the hope of the main army. Her troops were to reach the outskirts of Jena in the evening and set up camp and launch an offensive the next morning as planned.

Postscript: Happy Spring Festival, everyone, first cash in on the Lian More! The first big killer in this section is the third generation of digital magic net, which finally mentions the worldview of the post-GBRN era. As mentioned in the previous article, the theory of magic in the world of Ekania is based on the principle that "theory changes reality", and the "common sense" of the casters in the world will affect the use of magical power and the change of effect. Therefore, music magic can have different effects in different cultures, the level and difficulty of magic will decrease with the progress of the times, the magic effect can change according to the strength of the caster, although magic is a science but also an art. (If everybody believes that the bikini is the best defense gear for women, then it will indeed become the best defense gear for women...... Of course, the story doesn't go the cyberpunk route, but there may be a flower-arranged subplot of the Internet in the Age of Enlightenment (there will be a side story later...... Probably?).