I Pioneered Scientific Magic-Chapter 266: The Mighty Power of Technology from Another World!

Nord's solemn reminder didn't receive much attention, and Joyce was eagerly urging Duke Rickman to launch an attack; he couldn't wait to sever the heads of the rebels!

"Since that's the case, let it be you in the vanguard, Count Joyce!" Rickman patted his shoulder, encouraging him.

"Duke Rickman, this... This might not be appropriate. Conquering these mine slaves concerns the heir's candidacy. The credit should be given to others," Joyce hesitated. He only had a few hundred borrowed men; if they charged too far ahead and got surrounded by the enemy, these people wouldn't risk their lives to protect him.

"If you lack courage, step aside, Joyce. No wonder you were driven out of your own territory by those lowly mine slaves!" a young count mocked.

"Johnson, you..." Joyce was both angry and furious, but before he could finish, the count turned to Duke Rickman, taking the initiative to challenge. He was willing to personally lead the cavalry and crush these rebel forces!

"Good! I'll give you a cavalry of two thousand. Disperse them at the fastest speed!" Rickman said sternly. "If you fail, I think you know the consequences!"

Confidently, Johnson pounded his chest, cavalry having significant superiority over infantry, especially against a group of poor people wielding hoes and mining tools. With a concentrated charge, all that's left is slaughter!

The other nobles looked at Johnson with envy and jealousy. Previously, they were unwilling to lose too many of their guards, so they didn't vie for credit. Unexpectedly, Duke Rickman was so generous, allowing Johnson to lead the entire cavalry.

It was clear that after this battle, Johnson, who obtained the credit, would undoubtedly receive praise and rewards from the new king!

"Nord, bishops, we'll rely on you next!" Rickman turned to the priests clad in white robes, politely addressing them.

"Prepare the spells, everyone!" Nord nodded, and along with the priests and bishops, placed their hands on their chests, performing a peculiar praying gesture and chanting in a melodious, elusive tone. f𝐫eewe𝚋nove𝗹.𝗰o𝚖

"Great Lord of the Stars, Goddess of the Moon, creators of all things in this world, we pray for your mercy, grant your humble servants endless courage and strength..."

Resonant chants echoed across the wilderness, dazzling white light shining upon everyone present, nobles and soldiers alike, filling their bodies with vitality, dispelling the fatigue from the long march...

This was the Fourth Circle Divine Art - the "Anthem of Divine Courage"!

Compared to the First Circle Divine Art, "Fear Dissipation," its range had increased a thousandfold, requiring seven bishops as guides and dozens of priests casting spells together to barely utilize it.

Within a short span of two to three minutes, over ten thousand people were enveloped in the divine light!

"Go, warriors of the Lord, shatter those blasphemers with the most courageous of battles. The Lord will watch over you from the grand divine realm!" Nord's resounding voice echoed across the battlefield.

"For the great Goddess of the Moon!" "The God is with us!"

Fifteen thousand soldiers, each shouting praises to the Lord as if they were injected with adrenaline!

Leading the charge was Johnson, with two thousand cavalry rushing toward the group of mine slaves.

Duke Rickman also led the remaining army, swiftly advancing, almost forming a pincer attack, intending to completely annihilate these blasphemers!

The tremor of hooves on the ground was akin to the chilling beat of war drums in Ham's heart. Watching the elite cavalry bathed in the radiant white light approaching like a tidal wave, Ham couldn't help but gulp; if it hadn't been for the miraculous arrival of Philip and others before, granting them a bit more confidence, he wouldn't have had the courage to stand here!

In the valley behind them, rows of grim cannons were neatly arranged. Due to the limited carrying capacity of the airship, only fifty had been brought this time.

And to control these cannons were none other than the apprentices from the Yayeta Academy!

Elok, Pearce, and Johnny were swiftly calculating wind speed, distance, creating mathematical models in their minds, sketching trajectories...

It might sound complicated, but for these apprentices, it was a matter of just a dozen seconds. After mental calculations, Johnny was the first to ignite the fuse, followed by Elok and others, completing their calculations one after another...

"Cover your ears!" Elok shouted loudly.

However, no one could hear him anymore as violent roaring directly drowned out the tremors caused by the galloping horses - the thunderous sound of the cannons!

It was the mighty power of technology from another world!

Gigantic shells whistled through the air, the thunderous cannon fire audible even to Duke Rickman hundreds of meters away.

"Indeed, it's wizards!" Nord's expression instantly turned serious. Apparently, he mistook the cannon roar as a form of powerful magic. But he quickly reassured them.

"Don't be overly concerned, Duke Rickman. I had anticipated this. The Fourth Circle Divine Art we just performed possesses a strong anti-magic effect. Under the protection of the divine light, those peculiar sorceries won't have much effect..."

Rickman's tense expression relaxed a bit. He was about to praise the blessing of the gods when a continuous barrage of cannon fire descended from above!

Not far in front of them, a cavalryman charging forward was unfortunately hit head-on by a cannonball, reduced to a mass of fragments. The shockwave and the dust kicked up by the explosion sent the surrounding cavalry tumbling, splattering blood and soil onto Rickman's luxurious clothing...

Grim scenes played out in every corner of the battlefield... Rickman was momentarily stunned, his face ashen as he looked towards Nord, who stood nearby.

Is this what you call anti-magic and divine protection?

At that moment, Nord was equally shocked. He could tell that the divine spell specifically meant to resist magic had utterly failed to have any effect. Could it be that the followers of those sinister gods had developed some sort of sorcery that could bypass the protective divine magic?

Nord's expression turned somewhat unpleasant, but he still spoke firmly. "It seems these followers of the sinister gods are more formidable than I imagined. However, they won't be able to hold out for long. Such powerful magic consumes terrifying amounts of energy!"

Surely there couldn't be an entire legion of wizards hiding behind the valley, bombarding indiscriminately?

This was within the kingdom; it was impossible for so many powerful wizards to sneak in...

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