Chapter 2499 Hard Fight

The battlefield was filled with artillery fire, and Thomas' ears were already ringing and his voice was hoarse. Every time he shouted for someone, he had to shout loudly to be effective, even if someone was next to him.

Every time the artillery fire stopped, they would enter the position, and when the enemy's artillery fire sounded, they would hide in the fortress, and so on.

The coalition forces tried to send the air force deep into the position to bomb the imperial artillery position, but the artillery position was closely protected by anti-aircraft guns, and the artillery relied on the infrastructure in the empire to maneuver efficiently, and immediately changed positions after the attack to prevent the enemy air force from launching air strikes.

On the first day of the attack, the coalition forces suffered more losses than the defenders, mainly because when both sides were bombarding, the coalition forces were on the way to charge, while the imperial army could hide, so the coalition forces suffered greater losses.

However, after the first day of fighting, the coalition forces had basically judged the strength of the imperial front, and they only needed to double it, and they did not believe that the empire could really hold on.

"Tomorrow, all the magician troops will go to the front line, avoiding the artillery fire and conducting a sweep of the front line first. When the front line is weak, we can speed up the advancement."

The fighting method has changed. The magician troops will rush into the front line and fight the enemy in close combat on the second day.

The artillery fire in the rear cannot hit the magician, so they can only rely on the infantry in the position to resist.

In the war, the magician has an absolute advantage over ordinary infantry. Basically, thirty soldiers can kill a magician. Because the magician has a defensive shield that can resist bullets.

If the soldiers want to defeat the magician, they can only rely on the advantage of numbers and keep shooting to consume the magician's magic power. When the magician's magic power is exhausted and can't support the defensive shield, it will be his death.

"Have they put all the magicians of the three countries on the southern front?" Thomas looked at the densely packed magicians above his head and expressed his disbelief. How could there be so many people?

Too many. The magicians in the past were chosen by heaven from thousands of people. It was amazing for a country to have a three-digit magician army. But there are at least four digits in front of me, three thousand or five thousand? Even if the magicians of the three countries are added together, they are definitely not enough to have this number.

This is all because of the existence of x. In order to rectify the chaos, he bestowed a lot of power in the three countries, allowing more people to awaken magic power, so as to strengthen their strength.

The number of magicians has always been the way for the existence of x to fine-tune the balance of power in the world. It is not good to directly grant technology, because it is too obvious and it is easy for people to see the intention of the gods. And the intention of the gods must not be seen through by mortals, just like in ancient times, officials believed that the emperor should do nothing, and should leave everything to the officials. The emperor himself should keep a sense of mystery, which is helpful to rule the country. Because if an emperor does not do nothing, it is easy for people to find out that the emperor is a fool.

As long as he does nothing and does nothing, no one will find out that the emperor is a fool, and the emperor's prestige will not be damaged, and the country's rule can be ensured. The same is true for gods. Gods cannot appear too frequently, because if they interfere too frequently in the world, people will see through the character of gods and deconstruct the gods.

But the micro-manipulation of fine-tuning the number of magicians is difficult for people to detect, and gods do not need to be exposed, they just need to quietly be the mastermind behind the scenes. Mystery is the main way for Existence x to maintain human faith. Only by speaking less can people not know that God is just the wisdom of mortals.

This is mysticism, and it is also a tone without national boundaries and racial restrictions. All races are vague and maintain the attitude of "those who understand will understand, and those who don't understand will not say much."

In short, Existence x can cover up its IQ disadvantages and the reality that it has no divinity by fine-tuning the number of magicians.

Whoosh, the magician troops passed through the fire blockade and came to the position. There is a common sense in the world: only magic can fight magic, and now the empire's assault girls are in the north. Far water cannot save the nearby fire. The infantry in the position have to use mortal technology to fight against the magic of the magician.

Thomas' eyes are already bloodshot. He didn't sleep well last night. He was highly nervous. Now he met the magician directly. I don't know if he can survive today: "Enemy attack--" After shouting, he raised the submachine gun in his hand and shot at the sky.

There were constant gunshots in the position, and the smell of gunpowder covered the battlefield.

But the magician in the sky lit up the shield that blocked the bullets, and then released magic bullets downwards.

Everyone knew that there was only one way to kill the magician, which was to consume his magic power, so they kept shooting at the sky against the magician's bullets. When one person fell, the person behind him would replace him, consuming the magician's magic power at all costs.

"Use RPG!" Thomas said with red eyes. Every shot of the enemy would take away a comrade. At this time, they could only take out a new weapon, the rocket launcher.

Boom.

There were many soldiers who had the same idea as Thomas. They all used RPGs at the same time. The rockets dragged their tails and hit the magician's shield, causing tons of damage. The shield that originally required several magazines to consume now only required two RPGs.

"Fire, fire." The machine gun also aimed upwards, spitting out flames one by one.

Magisters kept falling down and dying, and soldiers kept being broken into two sections by magic bullets. The battlefield was full of the disgusting smell of blood and internal organs, but neither side stopped.

This is war.

Cruel and bloody, the origin of this war is the difference and opposition between weapons. People's own will is not so important. No matter how many people want to start a war, as long as the contradiction between weapons is enough, the war will break out regardless of people's will.

The number of casualties in the battle on the second day rose sharply, and the consumption of bullets also rose sharply. Face-to-face fighting made front-line soldiers like Thomas very tired, so the reserve team replaced Thomas and others at dusk the next day to let them rest.

But Thomas's B ​​company soon received a new task.

"C company is in a hard fight. We must bring ammunition to support C company. We must not let the coalition forces seize this high ground."

The high ground where C company is located has been damaged for the most part after two days of fighting, and the ammunition consumption is huge. Now it needs backup. So B company needs to sneak into C company's position and deliver ammunition. It is very dangerous, because it is very likely to be discovered by the enemy, and even if they successfully reach the high ground, they will face fighting alone next. They will hit the enemy's flank on the enemy's must-pass road. The enemy will definitely do their best to pull out the high ground.

Everyone's face was full of determination. Thomas wrote a suicide note with everyone, and then without saying anything, he disappeared into the darkness of dawn with ammunition supplies almost as heavy as his body weight on his back.

On the third day, Thomas had already appeared on the position of C Company, facing the enemy's tide-like attack, and constantly consuming ammunition.

The highland front was completely trapped by the enemy's superior forces, and they could only rely on the terrain to resist tenaciously. There was still time to rest on the position, but even closing your eyes was a luxury on the high ground.