Trench Bolts and Magic

Chapter 35 All Elite Forces Deployed
Hundreds of meters away from this blood-soaked hill, in a wooded area, a pair of eyes silently observe everything happening on the battlefield through binoculars.

Ludwig stood on the shoulder of an armored knight kneeling on one knee. This steel behemoth, painted with the black cross emblem of the Teutonic Knights, was the same two that Morin had seen earlier.

"Ludwig, if we don't act soon, this infantry battalion will be wiped out."

Beside him, on another armored knight, his companion William lowered his binoculars, his tone tinged with anxiety.

"Their casualties can bring greater value."

The armored knight pilot, known as Ludwig, spoke calmly, his gaze never leaving his binoculars.

"If we rush out now, we'll just get tangled up with the infantry and become passive. If we want to complete this 'hunt,' patience is the best weapon."

"Then how long do we have to wait?"

William was somewhat puzzled, wondering if he could remain as calm as his comrades.

"almost."

Stop keeping me in suspense and just tell me!

Hearing his comrade's anxious tone, Ludwig put down his binoculars and said:

"The 4th Battalion of the Northumberland Fusiliers Regiment is still half-destroyed. The Britannian commander cannot stand by and watch this meritorious unit be wiped out, so he will definitely send someone to rescue them."
"Then, whether it's the highland mages, their armored knights, or another full-strength battalion of the Northumberland flintlock regiment, those will be the prey worth our attention."

After saying that, Ludwig raised the telescope again.

As if to prove his words, the battle situation changed suddenly not long afterward.

Just as the 4th Battalion of the Northumberland Fusiliers was about to be wiped out of 'organization' by the siege of Morin and others and the repeated attacks of the lancers.

Behind them, four elegantly designed, all-white armored knights appeared.

Surrounding these armored knights were twelve knight attendants wearing magically powered armor.

The elite forces of Brittany, the Knights of Garde!

Ludwig's eyes lit up instantly. He put down his binoculars, his eyes filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"We've hit the jackpot! All hands prepare for battle! Attendant, fire three red signal flares!"

Upon receiving the order, he and William deftly flipped over and slipped into the cockpits of their respective armored knights.

The heavy front armor closed again, and Ludwig and William, without waiting for the dark cockpit to be illuminated by the magic crystal, quickly activated the armored knights using muscle memory.

Beneath the armor plates, several magical pathways were connected, and the 'magical muscle bundles' embedded in the torso and limbs were also activated.

As all the magical pathways completed a self-check, the view in front of Ludwig and William changed from the dark interior of the cockpit to an external view of about 180 degrees.

Next, they completed the final startup steps.
In the silent woods, the internal combustion engines that powered the two steel behemoths emitted a deep roar, and thick black smoke billowed from the exhaust pipes on the riders' backs.

Around them, six knights' squires, also dressed in the Teutonic Knights' standard magical power armor, stood up. Three of them quickly raised their signal lances and pulled the triggers into the sky.

call out!call out!call out!
Three dazzling red orbs rose into the sky, standing out prominently in the empty spaces of the battlefield.

Meanwhile, Morin, who was engaged in fierce fighting in the 'Flesh Grinder', also noticed the newly appeared white armored knights and the enemies around them who were better equipped than the heavily armored soldiers.

A red soldier icon and detailed information then popped up on the system map.

[Affiliation of the Holy Britannian Empire: Knights of the Garde]

【'Saint George Type 3' Magic Armored Knight x4】

【12 x 'Claymore Type 2' Magic-Powered Armor (Knight's Squire)】 【Anti-Infantry, Anti-Armor, High-Threat Unit】

"Wait, magical armored knights are one thing, but power armor too?! Is this even in the same style as our equipment?!"

The information provided by the system completely stunned Morin; this was a unit that infantry could absolutely not fight against.
Moreover, apart from a few nearly used grenades, Morin and his men had no other high-powered weapons, let alone any anti-armor weapons.

Rifle bullets were barely a tickle to those heavily armored infantrymen, let alone these seemingly incredibly well-defended behemoths.

The remaining soldiers of the 4th Battalion of the Northumberland Fusiliers Regiment erupted in thunderous cheers upon seeing reinforcements arrive, their morale instantly soaring.

They were like they had been injected with adrenaline, and began a frantic counterattack. The Saxon infantry and the International Brigades, who had just been in the lead, suddenly showed signs of collapse.

At this critical moment, two sharp whistling sounds rang out.

boom! boom!
Two shells landed precisely in the ranks of the Northumberland flintlock regiment's counterattack, and the violent explosions threw up a cloud of blood and mud.

Morin instinctively turned around to look.

Unbeknownst to him, two black-and-white armored knights appeared on the slope not far behind him; they were armored knights belonging to the Teutonic Knights of the Saxon Empire.

One of the knights, kneeling on the ground, held a weapon that looked like a rifle but was actually about the same caliber as a field cannon, with smoke rising from the muzzle.

The other cannon had just finished loading, and the knight skillfully pulled the 'straight-pull bolt,' ejecting a huge bronze cartridge case, before once again aiming the muzzle at the enemy below the hillside.

The two armored knights, now fully reloaded, fired several more shots into the Northumberland flintlock regiment's formation, shattering their hard-won formation once again.

This direct-fire support from heavy units instantly crushed the morale that the Northumberland flintlock regiment had just begun to build.

Down the hillside, the four armored knights of the Garde Knights saw this scene and stopped their rescue efforts. Instead, they sped up and charged toward the two Teutonic Knights armored knights that had opened fire.

The atmosphere on the battlefield became incredibly eerie at that moment.

The infantrymen on both sides, who were engaged in a fierce battle, seemed to receive some silent command and tacitly disengaged.

They didn't even have time to collect their comrades' bodies before retreating to the rear.

After their final charge, the Saxon lancers turned their horses around without hesitation and galloped off in another direction, leaving the battlefield.

Morin looked in the direction they had gone and found that it was the location of the hidden magic crystal cannon position that he had marked earlier.

However, he couldn't care less about the movements of the cavalry at the moment, and instead commanded his troops to retreat to the higher ground.

"Quick! Follow us! Let's retreat back to higher ground!"

Morin naturally wouldn't forget the allies of the International Brigades, so when he saw that his 3rd Platoon had begun to retreat, he immediately waved his hand and shouted loudly to the equally bewildered International Brigades soldiers, and together they retreated to the top of the hill.

After the remaining 600 men of the 1st Battalion and the International Brigades withdrew to the high ground, a bearded man who appeared to be the commander of the International Brigades took the initiative to shake hands with Morin.

Then everyone obediently lay down on the high ground, watching the 'duel' between the armored knights below with the same tension as the spectators.

On the other side, just as the four armored knights of the Garde Knights were preparing to charge and take out the two annoying 'bugs' in one fell swoop, they suddenly stopped in their tracks.

Morin and the others, who had retreated to the high ground, watched this scene with some confusion, and then the answer was revealed.

In several other directions of this battle zone, more Teutonic Knights armored knights emerged from their hiding places.

The dark cannon muzzles pointed at the four armored knights of the Garde Knights from all directions, forming a loose encirclement.

(End of this chapter)