Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

Chapter 152 The Technological Legion of the Holy Human Race

"Technology Legion! Forward!"

At Renault's command, the all-black tank roared, its tracks turned, and it surged forward with unstoppable momentum, crushing the ground.

The vehicle is covered with layers of colorful halos, such as "Shield of Holy Light" and "Blessing of Resilience," blessed by priests, creating a dazzling and colorful effect, resembling a mobile, seven-colored fortress.

Following closely behind were infantry fighting vehicles and Mengshi assault vehicles, also topped with colorful magic shields.

"Fire! Free fire!"

What? You mean tactics?

Sorry, I'm new to this and don't understand the tactics of modern weapons. The best strategy is for each person to play their own game.

Two thousand soldiers, armed with assault rifles, lined up in three rows and, with the help of the mage's "Armor Break Blessing" and "Sharpness" spells, pulled the triggers.

The dense gunfire spun in unison, weaving a curtain of deathly metal bullets.

Each bullet, soaked in holy water and blessed with magic, glows with a faint white light.

The lesser demons and vicious dogs at the forefront, whose physical strength was only at the first or second tier, were as fragile as paper in the face of this magically enhanced metal storm.

Their flesh and blood were easily torn apart, and dark green blood splattered everywhere.

The demons fell in droves, like harvested wheat.

This efficiency left the archers, priests, and shamans watching in stunned silence.

An archer had just fired an arrow and hadn't even had time to draw a second one from his quiver when a large number of demons in front of him had already fallen.

His companion next to him stared, muttering to himself:

"Holy light... This is unbelievable!"

The soldiers wielding "iron bars" only needed to pull a switch to unleash a continuous stream of deadly "arrows".

What shocked them even more was yet to come.

"boom!"

The tank's 105mm main gun fired.

An armor-piercing shell, trailing a fiery tail, hurtled out at several times the speed of sound and accurately struck a giant siege beast that was preparing to charge into the human defenses.

This enormous creature, comparable to a fifth-tier magical beast, had thick hide and flesh, so thick that ordinary swords and blades couldn't even leave a mark on it.

However, the bullet pierced its skull instantly, and the enormous kinetic energy turned its head into a mess.

The siege beast's mountain-like body crashed to the ground, shaking the earth and crushing countless low-level demons into a bloody pulp.

A moment of silence fell over the battlefield.

Both human soldiers and demons were stunned by this earth-shattering attack.

"What...what kind of magic is that?" a young magic apprentice stammered as he asked his mentor.

His mentor, a fourth-tier archmage, was also speechless, his mouth agape.

He couldn't sense any magical fluctuations at all; the attack appeared out of thin air, and then...

Then the siege beast that had previously given the legion so much trouble died.

"Hey brave warriors, don't stand still! Keep attacking!"

Renault's roar roused everyone.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The 30mm autocannon on the infantry fighting vehicle also began to roar.

The shells rained down on the dense horde of demons.

On the roof of the Mengshi vehicle, a holy knight excitedly operated a 14.5mm heavy machine gun, spitting fire as it swept away winged demons that tried to approach.

"Haha! That's so cool!"

"This thing is way more exciting than riding a celestial horse and throwing holy light bullets!" The knight laughed loudly as he fired.

The combination of technology and magic at this moment demonstrated a terrifying effect where 1+1 is far greater than 2.

The weapons of the Great Xia provided unparalleled firepower density and range. Although the ammunition was not filled with cubic nitrogen, it still exhibited terrifying destructive power under the magical enhancement of the Holy Human Race.

It also provided these steel structures with an impenetrable defense.

Spikes of corrosive acid and streaks of shadow arrows struck the holy light shields of the tanks and infantry fighting vehicles, only creating ripples that did not budge them in the slightest.

This "tech legion" was like a red-hot branding iron, fiercely scalding the demon army into a lump of butter, unstoppable and invincible.

However, just as the tech legion was getting into the swing of things and preparing to break through the demon army's lines in one fell swoop, an unexpected event occurred.

"Whoosh...buzzing..."

The roar of the charging tank's engine suddenly became weak and feeble, the high-pitched roar turning into a sickly panting.

The car suddenly stopped and slid forward for more than ten meters.

The tank driver pressed the accelerator so hard that his face turned red.

"Move! Move already, my buddy!"

But the steel behemoth only emitted a tooth-grinding metallic scraping sound before coming to a complete stop.

"What happened? Why did it stop?"

Inside the tank, driver Brian blankly pounded on the cold control panel, the engine's roar weakening into a sickly wheezing.

"Report! There's a red oil can symbol flashing on the instrument panel!" the soldier in charge of observation shouted.

"An oil can? What does that mean? Does it mean this lump of iron is thirsty?"

Brian was a straightforward rider; he had only received the most basic driving training and knew how to get the thing moving and how to stop it.

"No... According to the Great Xia people's manual, it seems that... something called 'diesel' is missing."

The gunner flipped through a crumpled booklet and read it aloud haltingly.

"diesel fuel???"

The soldiers inside the vehicle looked at each other in bewilderment.

They were so focused on learning how to fire the cannon and how to charge that they completely ignored trivial "details" like checking the fuel tanks before setting out.

Tanks are notorious gas guzzlers.

Fuel consumption per 100 kilometers is calculated in units of 100 liters.

The intense maneuvering and charge just now completely drained the fuel tank.

"Damn it! There are still so many demons ahead!" Brian slammed his fist on the cold bulkhead, making a dull thud.

He had just gotten into the killing spree and was about to charge into the heart of the demon realm to wreak havoc when his mount "went on strike".

Through the viewing scope, a dense, overwhelming mass of demonic creatures surged back from the breach created by the artillery fire, a sight that sent chills down one's spine.

Should we give up on this "lump of iron"?

No way! This is a treasure that His Holiness the Pope bought at a great price!

If he just leaves it here like this, he won't be able to explain it when he gets back!

A thought flashed through Brian's mind, a thought that even he himself found crazy.

He slammed open the top hatch, poked his head out, and roared inside:

"You guys stay inside, control the direction and the turret! I'll go down and push!"

The passenger in the car: "???"

Before they could react, Brian had already flipped off the tank, his burly body landing steadily on the ground.

He walked around to the back of the tank, facing the steel structure weighing over forty tons, and took a deep breath.

"drink!"

With a low shout, Brian's brilliant holy light surged forth from within him.