However, the magician suddenly stood on the opposite side, and it didn't affect anything.

Because the general trend of the Sark Empire has passed, this time is only the final blow in form, officially ending this empire that was born less than three years ago.

As the third major force outside of the lord and priesthood, magicians can be feared by the oil girl Tetsumaru because they have knowledge in their heads, and even more because they have power in their hands.

But it was not right for them to stand up at this time, the timing was simply speechless, and it could not change any result at all.

In the concept of the Oil Girl Iron Pill, the power of the mage is not suitable for use alone, but is an important amplifier, and they can only maximize their power when they are assisted by a strong force.

But the capital of the Sark Empire was not a city, with a population of only 200,000 people, and a pitiful number of troops guarding it.

Truth be told, there is no room for magicians to play anymore.

However, the oil girl Tetsumaru still underestimated the power of the magician.

The mages in the Redcoats' special forces warn that they feel that there is a huge amount of magical energy contained in this city, and at least forty magic towers coordinate the frequency bands of magic power, forming a magical resonance.

In addition, there are more than sixty magic towers that communicate with the leylines or energy dimensions, extract magic to support the rune framework, and build a source of magic power.

Listening to the question marks, the oil girl Tetsumaru frowned and looked at the magicians, and asked puzzledly, "What do you mean by this?" ”

The magicians in the red-clad uniforms realized that they had spoken too many awkward magical terms that upset their colleagues and superiors.

So they elected one of the oldest magicians, who explained curtly: "In short, the sky above the city is shrouded in magical shields, layered on top of each other, at least ......"

A dozen magicians discussed it with each other and then gave an estimated number.

“…… At least 400 floors and up to 600 floors. ”

At this time, a magician with a brownish-black complexion said, "My lord, Sark City definitely didn't have such a powerful magical power before, at least not when I traveled here three years ago. ”

The oil girl Tetsumaru asked, "Do you know how much it has increased?" ”

The brown-skinned magician replied, "As far as I can remember, there are only about ten layers, and the number of increases this time is indeed very exaggerated. ”

The magicians expressed their surprise and pointed out that the number of magic towers was also very abnormal, from sixteen three years ago, to more than a hundred.

Oil Girl Tetsumaru thought for a while, then suddenly asked with a smile, "Generally speaking, how long does it take to build a magic tower?" ”

The magicians replied, "At least a year, and maybe five years if it's a large magic tower." ”

"With so many magic towers and so many layers of shields, I don't think they can be more powerful than our construction capabilities." The oil girl Iron Pill already had a clear guess in her heart.

"It shouldn't be all magic towers, most of them are substitutes, maybe the defense shown is not too bad, but the durability can't reach the strength it should be."

The oil girl Tetsumaru stood up, he no longer had the slightest hesitation, and gave the order loudly: "Order the artillery to retreat the position five kilometers back and not appear in the enemy's line of sight, this time we will attack with an over-the-horizon strike." ”

"To compensate for the loss in the accuracy of shelling, I ordered: increase the amount of ammunition prepared by five times, take out ten base shells, increase the fire preparation time from an hour to five hours, smash the city for me !!"

As his order was given, on a twelve-kilometer front, steam monsters lowered their dragged heavy cannons, and the soldiers unfurled their cannons skillfully or unfamiliarly.

The heavy artillery's massive steel brackets propped up the cannon shaft, lifted the thick wheels, and inserted the huge hoe diagonally into the dug pit against the recoil.

The barrel of the cannon was slowly raised under the control of the soldiers, and it was aimed at the city ten kilometers ahead.

More steam monsters swarmed in, unloading full shells at each gun emplacement, piling up into hills.

As the three hundred and thirty heavy guns completed their preparations for battle, the atmosphere on the battlefield quickly became tense.

When the cannon was deployed, the magicians of the special forces infiltrated through the ground tunnels, and even flew by plane at low altitude to determine the location of more than a hundred magic towers.

At the same time, it was also confirmed that most of the so-called more than 100 magic towers were the same, just altars that had completed the ritual of fixing the source of magic power.

Although the level of mages in the Redcoats is relatively low, and they cannot pinpoint the location of the magic nodes of the shield, these magic towers and altars must be the most important nodes.

They could be sure that if they knocked out these magical buildings, they would destroy the protective shield of the entire city.

This level of intelligence was enough for artillery to attack.

Now it's time for the heavy artillery.

Because the enemy does not have a striking force with a range of more than ten kilometers, and the Air Force abandons the function of bombing and fully protects the air supremacy of the artillery positions.

Therefore, the heavy artillery units can launch an attack with all their hearts and minds, and start the first round of artillery fire towards the targets marked by the magicians.

Justice with a caliber of one hundred and twenty-two millimeters spoke, and the roar of artillery rang out from the position, and thirty seconds later a low-speed heavy bomb was intercepted over the city and turned into a ball of fire, which was the scene of the shell exploding on the protective shield.

After the first round of shelling was intercepted, the observation group on the front line transmitted the coordinates of the hit to the rear, as well as the information that it had been intercepted by a magic shield.

Without hesitation, the artillerymen launched a rapid fire according to the plan of the oil girl Tetsumaru, and immediately the artillerymen fired continuously according to their respective targets.

Warheads of more than 90 kilograms followed a fixed arc, spanned a distance of 10 kilometers, and according to a controlled dispersion, poured fire on the target.

From the observation post, the entire city was shrouded in a storm of explosions, and the magic shield of the mid-air interceptor cannonball was blown up in the explosion, and then shattered into a flood of magical points of light.

The shield shattered so quickly that the magical points of light fell like a rainstorm, like a large fireworks display.

The oil girl Tetsumaru watched quietly, and through the magic phenomenon that was so thick that it could be seen by ordinary people, he finally sensed the existence of magic power.

He stretched out his right hand, and after brewing for a long, long time, a small flame appeared in his palm.

The power of this flame is not even as powerful as the flame of a lighter, and it is even worse than the fire created by ninjutsu, but it is indeed a flame ignited by magic.

This is the breakthrough of the oil girl Iron Pill in the cognition of magic from zero to one, which is the second most important breakthrough in the exploration of the new world, second only to the cognition of gods, and higher than the study of dragons.

The artillery roared ferociously, and more than sixty shells per second hit the protective cover of the city, creating a spectacular spectacle of war.

There was still an hour before dawn, the darkest time of the night, and the brilliant explosion of cannonballs and the magnificent magic crumbling light rain feasted the eyes of the 100,000 red-clothed soldiers who were ready to go.

The soldiers standing on the artillery position, although they could not see the brilliant fireworks show, they could all feel the vibration of the ground when the cannon was activated, and even the wonderful pleasure of the earth jolting.

In fact, most of this wonderful pleasure comes from imagination, imagining the thrill of ten kilometers away under the destruction of explosives, even more violent vibrations, the collapse of buildings, the shattering of the earth, and the collapse of towers.

This is the thrill of destruction, which most men can feel instinctively, and then the adrenaline is accelerated, resulting in more intense excitement and pleasure.

Seeing that he kept destroying, and the other side didn't even have a way to fight back, this absolute advantage was actually played against the magician, and pride naturally appeared in the hearts of the artillerymen.

This is the power of industry and organization, the pride of conquering the old on behalf of the new era, the pride to which the enemy must submit.

The Redcoats were overturned, but standing in a city ravaged by shells, the feeling was terrible.

All the magicians in the city could feel that under the heavy bombardment, the elemental structure of the city's empty sky was collapsing rapidly, and the protective shield was collapsing faster than anyone could have imagined.

It's a terrible feeling, it's like being in a game, as an MT warrior, being blocked in front of a dungeon, being circled and beaten by enemies.

If you want to go, you can't go, you can't beat the enemy, you can only keep reducing your own health bar, and you really want to die.

A magician left his position, abandoning the maintenance of the magic circle, and walked to the city wall with a face full of despair and despair.

Looking at the explosion in the sky and the rain-like points of magical light, he fell to his knees on the city wall in despair and cried loudly.

At dawn, in the rising sun, the last layer of magic shield shattered.

Dense shells poured into the city in an instant, turning into a storm of death and setting off smoke mushrooms.

The mage's carefully prepared positions, magic cannons, magic golems, magic traps, poison potions, and more were all destroyed in indiscriminate artillery fire.

After dawn the shelling lasted for another two hours, destroying all the buildings in the city.

No building, including the city walls, could rise two meters above the ground, and the subtle magical artifacts brought by the magicians were all smashed to pieces by the brutal cannons.

At least three hundred mages have died or disappeared in this man-made catastrophe, and their attempts to elevate themselves have failed miserably.

The childish attempts of the magicians annihilated their pride under the roaring fire, and the status of the magicians suddenly collapsed.

……

The war was won, the invested capital finally began to be converted into profits, and the time came for the capital carnival.

The profit that capital seeks is money, but it is not just money.

What they want is floating wealth such as gold, silver, jewelry, famous paintings, as well as fixed assets such as mines, workshops, castles, farmland, houses, canals, etc., and they urgently need all useful labor such as farmers, craftsmen, doctors, veterinarians, etc.

Whatever can create profits, capital wants to take it for itself.

Capital, which is still in the period of ignorance, even tries to obtain privileges such as the right to build roads, the right to build wharves, and the right to exploit minerals, and even intends to get involved in state power such as the right to mint money.

These attempts were unceremoniously rejected by the oil girl Tetsumaru, and he also punished the few who stretched out his hand severely, and punished more capital chaebols in a row, so that they could remember it for a long time.

This is a key point related to whether capital holds the political power or the political power controls the capital, and it must not be sloppy in the slightest.

However, capital is still useful.

Oil Girl Iron Pill needs capital to help him solve the feudal system, and he needs capital to shake people's faith on a large scale and fundamentally hit the faith of the gods.

So he did not punish the thirteen chaebols with a broken heart, and continued to give them considerable support, and even began to provide them with armed forces.

The beast on the verge of extinction is the most dangerous, and the feudal system will definitely launch a deadly counterattack at this time.

Moreover, in the previous war, in order to speed up the progress of the war, the oil girl Tetsumaru not only spared the magicians, but also tolerated the church organization of the gods, and even ignored the land occupied by the priests.

These are all hidden dangers, so not only can you not kill the capital, but you also have to install sharper fangs and claws for the capital, as for the fangs, you don't need to worry about the oil girl iron pill, that is the natural ability of capital.

After the end of the war, large-scale infrastructure construction began.

The oil girl Tetsumaru deliberately relaxed the restrictions of capital, and the thirteen chaebols involved hundreds of millions of people in this grand feast, changing people's beliefs at an exaggerated rate.

At this moment, the gods finally noticed the changes in people's hearts, but the degree of attention was far from enough.

In order to cover the actions of the No. 4 Oil Girl Iron Pill, and to let the gods realize that this problem was actually fatal a few months later, the No. 3 Oil Girl Iron Pill launched a new round of offensive.

He commands the swarm to expand its territory, from space, from the ground, from the sea, from the underground...... The biters attacked from every position they could reach.

The eyes of the gods were immediately drawn to the past, and the forces that the priesthood could control were almost fully engaged, and the insect swarm launched a blockade and interception in all places.

For a time, the entire new world was ablaze with extraordinary fire.

When the gods took out their trump card, dragonfly angels suddenly appeared in the swarm, and they did not show weakness in the-for-tat with the angelic gods of the gods.

The appearance of the dragonfly angel shocked the gods inexplicably, and all their attention was focused on the swarm, and they really felt provoked and mortally threatened.

But they all misunderstood, dragonfly angels can't kill the gods, but capital can.

In March of the year after the end of the war, the time came for spring to bloom.

At this time, people's three views have undergone earth-shaking changes in just one winter.

Capital uses the pursuit of people's hearts to alienate everything, family affection, love, pride, faith, everything has retreated to the second line.

Money has become the benchmark for measuring everything.

Even gods have to be measured by money for size and ability.

Under the guidance of the oil girl Iron Pill, the rabbits' belief model gradually infiltrated, that is, a business, an exchange.

I believe in you and worship you, so you have to bless me, not test me, or ...... You are an evil spirit, a demon, an evil who has stolen my sovereignty.

Under such a line of faith, how can there be any pious faith?

In May, when the weather was getting hotter, the god of music suddenly fell asleep and appeared without warning.

Then a succession of gods fell asleep for no apparent reason, and the gods were afraid.

(End of chapter)