"Technology Corps! Advance!"
At Reynolds's command, the pitch-black tank's engine roared. Its tracks turned, crushing the ground as it charged forward with unstoppable momentum.
Across its hull, the priests' Shield of Holy Light, Toughness Blessing, and other multicolored auras overlapped in shimmering layers, making it look like a mobile rainbow fortress.
The infantry fighting vehicles and Mengshi assault vehicles followed close behind, likewise covered in colorful magical shields.
"Open fire! Fire at will!"
What? Tactics, you said?
Sorry, they had only just started using these weapons and knew nothing about modern weapon tactics. Letting everyone do their own thing was the best tactic.
Two thousand soldiers carrying assault rifles lined up in three ranks and pulled their triggers, bolstered by the mage corps' Armor-Piercing Blessing, Sharpness Spell, and other enchantments.
The dense gunfire merged into a continuous roar, weaving a deadly curtain of metal.
Every bullet, soaked in holy water and imbued with magic, carried a faint white glow.
The lesser demons, hellhounds, and other creatures charging at the front had bodies only as strong as the first or second order. Before this magically enhanced metal storm, they were as fragile as paper.
Their flesh and blood were easily torn apart, dark green blood splashing everywhere.
Demons fell in swathes like harvested wheat.
The efficiency left the archers, priests, and ritualists nearby dumbfounded.
An archer had just loosed one arrow and had not yet drawn a second from his quiver when a whole swath of demons before him had already fallen.
His companion stood beside him with his mouth hanging open, murmuring:
"Holy Light... this is unbelievable!"
Those soldiers holding "iron rods" only had to hold down a switch, and lethal "arrows" shot out without end.
Something even more shocking awaited them.
Boom!
The tank's 105 mm main gun fired.