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The first to run down from the flying ship, Lydia, saw a scene of several thousand people kneeling and bowing to her, which left her dumbfounded.

After hearing the crowd’s shouts clearly, Lydia’s expression turned a bit peculiar, as it turned out she was considered a messenger of God. Why didn’t she know?

Behind her, one by one, soldiers clad in fine leather armor, holding muskets, descended from the flying ship.

After several months of special training, through fights and kills with magical beasts, these men had long lost the appearance of new recruits, each one radiating an aura of solemn lethality.

Ryder wasn’t as astounded as those miners, who thought it was a blessing from God, but the sight of dozens of flying ships suddenly appearing in the valley, unloading thousands of people, left him immensely shocked.

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Concerning the inaugural showcase of the musket troops, Lynn valued it greatly, having pulled nearly all the workshop-manufactured flying ships here, including those previously promised to the council, totaling seventy, all to transport the entire musket and cannon teams from Eyjeta to this location in one go.

The terrifying transport capacity was thanks to the alchemists who had enhanced these flying ships with “Wind Language” and “Lightness” magic, significantly increasing their carrying capabilities. @@novelbin@@

This is why it took only one day from Eyjeta to the Kingdom of Hadrata while Lynn had Ryder delay for ten days, just waiting for these flying ships to be refitted.

Besides, those responsible for producing the flying ships, including Philip, had also arrived.

However, they were not here to assist, but to test the weapons’ performance; only on a real battlefield could the advantages and drawbacks of such new weapons be properly assessed.

Darren, along with a group of halflings, had unloaded the new cannons and then impatiently inquired, “Where are our enemies? Where? Where?”

His large cannon was already starving for action!

The direction from which the flying ships had come was the opposite of the Imperial army’s, and they hadn’t collided directly.

“There’s a cavalry unit just outside the valley, about one or two kilometers from here… As for the large army led by the Duke, we haven’t seen them yet,” Ryder explained.

“No, they have arrived, and they’ll be here in about half an hour!” Philip said earnestly and set down the cylindrical object he was holding, which was a telescope created using the principles of concave and convex lenses. They also enchanted the outermost lens with “Eaglewood Technique,” allowing it to see very far distances.

Much more powerful than the alchemical spectacles invented by the Alchemy Association.

Lynn, the headmaster, even plans to make a larger one that can clearly see distant galaxies, an astronomical telescope.

“Where?” This time, Ryder and the others were the ones puzzled.

Philip smiled and passed the telescope over.

Ryder reached out and took it over, and after he was clear about how to use the device, he placed the cylindrical object in front of his eyes. In an instant, his vision seemed to traverse millions of meters, and he could even directly see the mottled patterns on the bark of a tree.

This was the magical aspect of the combination of magic and technology, creating an effect greater than the sum of its parts.

Ryder sighed inwardly, having experienced numerous wars in the world of dreams, he of course understood how vital it was to be able to observe the movements of distant enemies at any time.

After adjusting his emotions, Ryder began to search around. Soon, he located his target.

In the far distance, buildings of various designs flew banners with family crests, and over ten thousand soldiers marched in formation, their long swords and crossbows at their waists glinting coldly under the sunlight.

When more than ten thousand people march, they cover the land and sky, let alone these fully armed elite troops. In the Kingdom of Hadlata, no noble could muster so many well-armored soldiers, but this punitive expedition had assembled the private armies of over twenty nobles, each contributing several hundred to a thousand, forming this large army.

Ryder, observing from afar, had a chill in his heart. Though they too had tens of thousands on their side, their positions were sparse and even the weapons they held were not uniform. The imposing presence of the two sides could not be compared at all; they would probably disperse after just one encounter.

Their only reliance was on this suddenly appeared reinforcement. Ryder gauged the musketeers before him, particularly fixating on the strange long sticks they held, pondering whether these items were even less useful than their hoes for hitting something.

Moreover, with only three thousand five hundred men, whether they could stand against the kingdom’s regular army was still an unknown. By comparison, Ryder was more concerned about the seventy massive objects in the valley; perhaps these were Wizard Lord’s trump card.

“With such distance, can the cannons hit them?” Philip asked.

“It’s a bit far, best within a kilometer’s range for better accuracy,” Darren mused in response. Although Dean Lynn had asked them to make cannons that could shoot two to three kilometers, this idea remained just a blueprint to this date.

“If that’s the case, then it’s not too late to wait for them to attack, just to prevent them from escaping,” Philip nodded and then instructed the Wizard Apprentices to start adjusting the cannons.

Meanwhile, the others also sprung into action. Lydia and her group returned to the airship, activated the Polarization Magic, and ascended into the sky. The musketeers quickly loaded their lead bullets, ensuring they could fire the first shot immediately in combat.

On the other side, Duke Rickman led his vast army to the outside of the valley. After receiving reports from the cavalry, he scoffed and shook his head.

Hiding in the valley, although they could rely on the terrain for defense, they also effectively trapped themselves with no route for retreat.

It was simply a death wish.

Just as Rickman was preparing to charge into the valley for a massacre, he was surprised to find Ryder leading people out of the valley. Miners in ragged clothing, holding long knives, broadaxes, hoes, and mining picks, formed a reluctant line.

Seeing this, the nobles present burst out laughing. Joyce’s face turned incredibly ugly as he felt everyone’s mocking gaze and wished he could find a crack in the ground to hide, remembering how he once fled from such an army.

“We better be careful. If they dare to come out under such unfavorable conditions, they must have something to rely on,” Archbishop Node suddenly cautioned.

Before setting out with the army, his Eminence the Archbishop had warned him that the rebellion of the southern miners of the kingdom was very suspicious and might involve wizards…