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"Fireball!"

The roar of the mage beside him made the Count wake up suddenly, but he only had time to turn his head, and before he could do anything, the flames had already fallen.

A huge fireball rose from the doorway of the camp behind him! An arrow tower to the left of the camp gate was completely shattered in the eyes of Nexon and his men! A thick wooden arrow tower twenty feet high was now turned into a flaming torch! The flames were like huge monsters coiled on the originally solid wooden parapet, devouring something that could be burned, and then, like a picky child, with the explosion of beeping and peeling, projected several pieces of wood and fire in all directions!

Fireball!

This term, which terrifies all warriors who have seen magic, has an unrivaled deterrent power...... In every war, the fireball spell is always the most used, the most loved, and the best long-range spell used by the mages, and they are always the first to use these terrifying red energies to show their unrivaled aggressiveness of the distant warriors. Every soldier who sees the fireball bombardment of the Tour of France ceremony for the first time will be shocked by that effect and will never forget it.

"What the hell are you all doing, to let the enemy mage sneak into the vicinity of the camp!Order the mage to open up his true vision and pull that damn mouse out of me!" Nickerson's experience made him fly, and he roared to the few men behind him who were still a little confused, or stunned by the sight.

"It's not an attack near the camp, I don't see any magic waves here, they're using magic items!"

But the command was broken by Wilson's wild screams, and the short roar, startled by the flames and explosions, began to kick like mad with the horses under his seat. The mage, who was not skilled in horsemanship, had to use all his strength to catch the stubborn beast, but he could not control it and began to run into the distance: "There may be someone who has infiltrated the camp, but the most likely is ......"

The mage's half-cut words were swallowed up by the loud beeping of the flames and the sound of the horns rising one after another, and the entire battalion seemed to be a sleeping giant awakened by these two blows of flames! Extinguish the flames, douse them with water, douse them with sand, and transport their wounded companions, who are still groaning in pain, to the priest...... They did not disappoint their commander, and the whole camp moved like a giant beast, scouring every corner of the camp. Look for people who may have caused the damage.

Not a spy, not some idiot's magic blunder in his camp.

Nickerson struggled to his feet, mentally sure that it wasn't that he was too stupid to have any weird illusions about a man who had already lost dozens of men, but that it was too counterintuitive to know that there would have been no enemy spies to infiltrate the camp. If there is no enemy mage sneaking up nearby, then compared to the small possibility of two plus the slight possibility that someone in your camp is crazy and stupid, it is more than the enemy attack.

The gods are above, and the current position of the Tumenians is at the lower end of the slope, far from their camp. It's at least four or five miles away!

How is this possible?

Generally speaking, a mage's fireball technique can hit a target about two or three hundred feet away, and this distance will get farther and farther as he learns more about magic, and when he becomes a high-level mage and learns some means called magic techniques, he can also double the distance of magic, but even so, the limit of fireball magic is only more than two thousand feet, about a distance of about one and a half miles.

This is something that any regular soldier should keep in mind at the beginning of their training. There is common knowledge about magic - about how far away you are perfectly safe if you meet a magician. How far do you have to flee before you can stay alive?

But now, this common sense has been directly subverted. Denied.

Could it be that today is the day of a sweet date between the two gods of magic, so they decided to give the co-casters a special attention?

That's the end of the curse...... Because the third sharp sound came at this time.

Right next to Nickson.

The terrible sharp sound turned into a thud in the next moment, exploding on the ground not far away—but not a burst of flames, just a large handful of raised dirt that fell down with a clatter, and the smoke and dust that rose added to the stench of dirt to the choking smell of the flames around them.

The Count slowly lowered his palm that was covering his head and face, and noticed the green light that burst out around him...... Then the most relied on mage roared: "Use spells to effect enchantments! Block tabernacles and supplies to the greatest extent! Then erect a force wall, or a stone wall!"

Wilson shouted, and just a moment before he had finally gotten rid of the stupid mount, and though the impact of the landing almost made him feel like he had fallen into several pieces, it was unbelievable that his brain became clear, and when his gaze swept over the metallic shadow in the distance that once again spewed smoke, and the green color on it, a thought passed through his mind like lightning—

It's not clear how the opponent accurately attacked them with the fireball technique, but in general, it should be a method like increasing the range of the projectile, throwing the item with the magic stored in it, so as long as the explosion of the thing is suppressed, it should lose its lethality!

This qiē really comes to mind after the action......

The mage couldn't help but let out a long breath. Squinting his eyes, he stared at the center of the dust—the soft ground had been smashed out of a large pit a few feet after the rain, and in the center of the pit, a swarthy thing was sinking deep into the dirt of the ground.

Sure enough, this is the means!

"Spell Enchantment! Spell Enchantment......"

This order was passed to the camp to the greatest degree, and the ring ceremony of the four groups of mages began to operate, and the turquoise spell effect enchantment spread out under the magic merger effect of each group of twenty mages, and almost instantly, several green barriers with a radius of dozens of feet completely covered a large area of barracks. And then there were

"What the hell is going on, Master Mage. Have you found a way to defend yourself?" the Count asked, and the mage replied loudly, full of pride, "They just made a magical trebuchet and threw disposable enchanted items at it, as long as they had ......"

But at the moment before the words fell. The count's terrified face was reflected in his eyes! Before he could read the meaning of that expression, the flames that burst from his side and several metal fragments rolled into a raging fire, engulfing him!

The poor mage did touch the truth, alas, the one who made this weapon. This possibility has also been thought of for a long time...... So, in this head, there is still a pound of black powder, mixed with a time-delay fuse made of phosphorus powder, even in the mage's anti-magic force field, the magic part loses its effectiveness. It also has enough lethality to deal with those mages who dare to approach and cast spells!

The scream of the breaking wind was surprisingly loud......

The terrible red and black color swallowed up the entire vision in an instant, and I don't know what kind of illusion it was, Nixon only felt that the sound disappeared and time seemed to slow down! The earth burst out with a violent tremor under his feet! A huge force pushed behind him! After the terrible vibration, the body suddenly became extremely light! In a trance, all the sounds, pictures, and sensations ...... It's all falling apart! His Excellency seemed to see a few sparks burst out of his body!

Then, the heavy impact from his back made Nickson's mouth open wide! The terrible shock came from behind and into his belly, ravaging and tearing at them...... Blockage of the trachea, twisting of the spleen and stomach, golden, black, or something that can't tell what color it can see, occupies whatever direction the eye can see, and then it is almost dimly black!

After half a ring. The Earl regained his consciousness, and the light in front of him distorted, piecing together a faint blue sky, and a few concerned faces: "...... Lord Jue...... The Earl ......" a panicked roar made him shake his head, and slowly reached out to support himself. Nickerson's gaze wandered in front of him—several of his subordinates had been blackened by the smoke and fire, and there were large shocking blood stains, and beyond them, he could see scattered blood marks on the already messy grass, half-flowered human organs, and a half-charred palm scattered near the field of vision......

"Report the situation!"

Nickerson struggled to his feet, roaring, feeling like a few bees were stuffed in his ears, and there was no place in his body that didn't hurt, but it seemed that a few protective magic that had been blessed before the battle saved him at that moment, except for the soreness of the joint being hit, it didn't seem to have been seriously damaged.

"Master Wilson...... Seven mages and forty-two brothers have been lost to those spells so far!"

The adjutant's voice was as ethereal as if it were coming from the clouds, and the Earl gritted his teeth, feeling a salty smell seeping through between his teeth, just like the taste in his heart. "Something! Damn, something!" he urged himself in his heart - there was no time to stay, although the loss was not very large, but it was always lost like this, or the morale would be at its lowest in a moment! No matter how the damned Tumenians broke through this limit, what needed to be solved now was how to defend against that damn attack!

Nickerson looked up at the formation of Tumenis at the foot of the hill in the distance—and now, the Count finally understood what he had done wrong.

They didn't want to charge, they didn't need to charge at all, from the very beginning, they were in a defensive position, they just had to stay there and watch our camp be overturned by the fireball!

Therefore, the only way now is to attack with the whole army, with the help of the superiority in numbers, to rush up from four directions, so that with the least losses, the weapons of that dangerous place can be approached! It must be pressed by the whole army, and the mages, warriors, and knights must attack...... Otherwise, those 3,000 men have every chance to wait for their work and swallow those soldiers bit by bit!

But you still miscalculated, stupid Tuminis!

"Give me my order! Abandon the barracks, all the personnel, divide into four teams, surround those Tuminis bastards, and make sure to destroy the enemy army!"

......

"That's ...... What if they press us up and surround us?"

On the other side of the battlefield, the bald captain of the hundred stared at the battlefield in front of him, muttering to himself.

But no one paid attention to his opinion, all eyes on him. They all stared at the huge metal artifact, watching as a flame erupted from the mouth of the huge metal pipe, which was replaced by a massive mass of white smoke after a flicker. The white smoke quickly dissipated with the breeze after the rain, for a while. The whole area was shrouded in the thin smoke, and the pungent smell filled everyone's nostrils, making them choke.

Although they had coughed for a while before a dozen breaths, the smell of sulfur mixed with burnt wood was obviously not something they could get used to once or twice.

What exactly is this thing?

Practically all the people around him. Their minds were occupied by this question, but they forgot to ask it, because they saw that in the enemy's camp, a huge flame was rising and burning again. But in just half an hourglass scale, the fire began to spread there.

"Good...... It's amazing......" "What kind of magic is this?" "It's such a good thing, you can hit it from such a distance......"

One, two...... Surprise was transformed into admiration, admiration into cheers, and in the next two hourglass scales, behind each deafening roar. The soldiers' eyes widened as they looked at the flames and thick black smoke rising from the enemy's camp at the top of the distant hillside, and an inexplicable excitement gradually rose from the deep shock and turned into agitation in the chest!

Wait a minute –

If they have already studied such power, then the entire battle form on the Great 6 will undergo the most fundamental changes! Knights, warriors. will be a slave to magic forever.

"Stop shooting. ”

"Lord, why are you stopping? Isn't this getting more and more accurate?"

On the huge body, a heavy wall lifted upwards and peeked out something strange - it took almost a moment for everyone around him to make out that it was a man's head - his gray head stretched out like a twig on the back half of his head, and the front half was shiny with sweat. From the wrinkles came a flush of excitement, "Just like that, twenty more strokes, and I'll see what else is left of their camp!" he cried out, using almost all his strength.

"Shut up, I'm not going to make an MT out there. Edward scolded angrily, puffing out a puff of gunsmoke.

The damn cannon chamber locking mechanism is still not tight, and the impurity smoke from the burning of black powder is too big, let alone twenty cannons, even if there are five or six more cannons, the turret will have to be filled with gunsmoke! He had to gather his spirit, stretched out his hand and pressed, and the psionic magic craft carved a fine ventilation hole behind the turret, and added a hand-cranked exhaust fan by the way. In the whirring wind, the white smoke inside is counted

Glancing over the enemy camp that was already in flames, Edward nodded in satisfaction.

This cannon is actually a little different from what he knew in his previous life-although the projectile used is black powder, the explosive on which he leans on his head is a fireball necklace. With that small magic prop, the head of this thing can be made small, less than two pounds, and even the explosive power of black powder can shoot it a kilometer or two.

The Fireball Necklace has always been one of the most dangerous magical items - these gilded orbs are extremely unstable in nature, and if the bearer is affected by the magic flames, it will explode immediately. Unless it's a fire elemental or a red dragon that is immune to flames, no one wants to take him with them.

But it was precisely because of this characteristic that Edward chose it first.

This steam tank, the whole body is shrouded in a constant effect of magic enchantment, the power of the fireball magic necklace is suppressed almost like ordinary beads, there is no danger, even the violent increase during the cannon fire will not cause explosion, but once out of the scope of the magic effect enchantment, it becomes the perfect explosive, powerful to push the steel chips wrapped around the head, enough to explode, with fire, shock waves and steel to create a purgatory of flesh and blood!

The head of each cannon can be filled with up to fifty or sixty fireball beads - when a few old mages made it, the power of the first test explosion actually burned a small stone mountain into a red!

Of course, this wasteful act could not bring them any praise, and Edward almost immediately rewarded a fine for himself - even if the orb of the fireball necklace was made on a large scale, the price of one would be as little as one hundred and fifty gold coins, and two or three in one cannon would be enough to deal with ordinary people, and any more would be a pure waste.

This is one of the reasons why he stopped firing guns...... The first tank he forged, the world's first tank, has greatly stacked the technology tree, but the high level brings high consumption—every shot of this car is a real gold coin! If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (.Vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to M to read. )