Zero no ambassador: my harem

"Never mind, if this continues, all the Fire Dragon Riders will die down there, fire." The general slapped the gunner-in-chief over the head.

"Understood, General." The head gunner turned his cannon, as did the gunners around him.

"Boom," "Boom," "Boom."

The artillery, which had been pouring fire on the ground troops, now opened fire on the area where the Fire Dragon Riders and Griffins were engaged, black shells slicing through the eyes and landing with a loud bang. The Fire Dragons and Griffins were frightened.

An occasional one of the dozens of shells hit the flying knight, an explosion, and the knight and his mount became charred black and fell straight down.

Hao Tian was especially taken care of, with at least five shells almost hitting him.

Hao Tian and William used fireballs to detonate the shells in mid-air and were not shot down for a moment.

"Can't keep fighting, Griffins, head left to disengage from the battlefield and return to the rear."

"William, let's split up and pass the message." Horton rushed his deputy.

"Got it." The two Griffins split up and led the Griffins in various parts of the battlefield to disengage from the shelled area.

The Fire Dragon Knights also gathered their remnants and ceased their engagement.

After the Griffins landed on the ground round, the original 11 people besides Hao Tian, only 8 were left, and three of them were killed.

"You're all good, we've done what we needed to do." Hao Tian said warmly. "The enemy's Fire Dragon Knights lost more than twice as many as we did, and we've stopped the Fire Dragon Knights' ground forces from striking."

The surviving Griffins were drowning in the grief of their companion's death and showed a hint of pride at the news.

Hoshi nodded to William and left the rest to William, returning to where Gramont was.

The ground troops had difficulty advancing in the artillery strikes, and managed to cover the archers as they squared up to the slopes as the artillery attacked the Griffins. The archers, about two hundred strong, strapped explosives to their bows and threw arrows at the floating ships in the distance.

"Bang, bang, boom" the sound of explosions were heard everywhere on the ship, and there was a pitted hole in the surface. But it was difficult to take effect for a while compared to the huge hull.

"It would be nice if there was a Fire [Quadrilateral Class] here." Gramont was angry at the ship that didn't fall in the distance, "A few [Inferno Blasts] down there, let's see if it doesn't burn it to ash."

"Marshal is an earth-based [Quadrilateral Level], right, isn't there any magic that can help our side?" Earth [Delta Class] Rolf asked. "Can't you summon a twenty meter tall earth puppet to destroy the hull of the ship?"

"My magic is different from normal earth magic, and I can only summon puppets the size of one person." Gramont shook his head.

"If it's an inflammatory blast, William of the Griffins and I are able to cast it." Jett spoke up.

"No, you guys don't have enough distance to cast it. Only two rounds won't necessarily kill the effective area."

Hoshi walked in, "In that case, how about I finish that hit? My sword can store half a [Inflammation Blast], I'll send it out full force when I ride the Griffin close to the floating ship."

"Half a [Inflammation Blast]? No, it's not powerful enough. That ship's surface is reinforced with magic, so damage below 10 degrees can't do much damage." Gramont vetoed again.

Several people fell silent.

The damage to the hull outside was slowly building up, and the ship's altitude was slowly dropping.

But the ground troops were also going down hard under the artillery barrage, and the artillery stopped its bombardment when the archers' troops were also depleted. The ship lowered its altitude and threw down its ropes, and one by one, the soldiers slid down the ropes and came up on the Torristine ground troops.

The Torristine ground troops, whose formations were destroyed, were cut down for a time.

"I can't see it, I'm taking the unicorn troops out." Rolf clenched his fists and left the command post.

Soon, seventeen one-man-high unicorns formed into three squads under the curtain and charged at the enemy forces.

A unicorn is far more powerful than a handful of horses, and a single horn can even penetrate armor. Combined with the knight's magic as well as swordsmanship, they were often the sharpest blades. Led by Rolf, the seventeen unicorns plunged like steel blades into the enemy's ranks, the unicorns running wildly, knocking apart the enemy troops along the way. The riders on their bodies used fireballs, wind blades, earth cones, and ground spikes, effectively harvesting the lives of nearby enemies.

Soon, the unicorn killed through the enemy's camp and turned around to kill again.

The magic-exhausted unicorn rider threw away his wand, drew his long sword, and began to slash.

One by one, the seventeen unicorns killed at least three hundred people and greatly disrupted the enemy's formation.

The unicorns who killed through the enemy army again also ran out of energy, only 12 of the seventeen came back, the rest were dragged off the unicorns on the way, surrounded by many enemy troops on the battlefield and then died.

Rolf panted and rested in place with his men, not coming over.

The Unicorn's attack gave the Torristine ground troops a chance to regroup, and soon the numerically superior Torristine army was compressing and harvesting the Albion soldiers.

"No chance, lift off." The general said coldly, abandoning the ground forces and raising the ship.

The remaining three to four hundred Albion soldiers on the ground cursed to be killed or captured by the Torristine soldiers.

The ship slowly rose to a hundred meters and turned around, as if to leave the area.

"Why, we still have artillery, keep fighting." Kolomwe said angrily to the general.

"Yes, yes. But we don't have enough ground troops to occupy this area anymore, and even continued harassment won't help. It's better to simply return home, replenish our troops, and come back, Sir Kolomwe." The general calmly said.

Kolomwe looked like he was slowly calming down, "Well, you're the general, and the war should be at your disposal."

"I'm glad you think so, Your Excellency."

The floatplane turned its course.

Ground Torristine's attacks rarely hit this height, and the few bows and arrows that did were not effective enough to kill.

"Looks like this is the end of the line for this time, and we've chased off the invaders. Just, so unpleasant." Marshal Gramont pounded his fist on the wooden table, looking angry.

"The enemy's minds must be on the ship, but they can only watch them run away. Damn."

Hoshi looked at the big guy and wondered: if only Louise were here. Louise's Void is so powerful, she could definitely take down that spaceship.

Chapter 53 - Louise Makes a Merit

At the command post, Grammont, Hoshi, and Jet all looked gloomy though uncomfortable despite the win.

"Report, a woman claiming to be from the Valiere family is here to see the Griffin captain." The soldier outside the tent pressed a smaller figure to speak up.

Several people sniffed and looked.

Wasn't that Lois? How did you get here. Horton was a little surprised with his mouth slightly open.

"Quickly let her go, she's my fiancée, Louise Valliere." Hao Tian.

"Yes, Your Excellency." The soldier released his hand and turned to leave.

"Hao Tian!" Louise flew over and hugged Hao Tian, her head buried in her chest.

"I'm so worried about you, how you came to the war without telling me. I'm so scared, Hao Tian, Hao Tian."

"I'm sorry to worry you. It's okay, it's okay, it's over." Hao Tian stroked her long hair warming her heart, Louise was worried about me that's why she came running here.

"Captain Hao Tian, this is a battlefield, watch your woman." Gramont looked discontented.