I, transformed into a vampire girl, sparked the Industrial Revolution.

Chapter 245 We Enter the Battlefield

The city of Naples was shrouded in gloom for days. The defeats at the front were one after another. Although the Roman People's Army's guerrilla tactics were fierce enough, they were still short of guns and artillery and lacked manpower and weapons. They were still unable to withstand the Holy Army's offensive.

Although the attacking Holy Army was divided into several factions of different bishops, and there was basically no cooperation between the various parts, the Battle of Naples was more like a stage for bishops to fight for power.

But compared to the Roman People's Army, they remain an insurmountable mountain.

However, all of this came to an end on May 1, 660 AD, International Workers' Day in Amelansi, when the International Brigades arrived in Naples at noon.

The witch stood at the harbor, gazing at the enormous ships in the distance. The world had changed so much over the years, and the changes on the surface had caught her completely off guard when she went underground to study magical arts.

Mages are no longer the core of war. In the past, mages were the core of battles. Powerful monarchs would usually keep a dozen or twenty mages. Those monarchs who intended to establish empires and conquer the world would train mage legions. In battles with units of tens of thousands, mages could use magic to destroy enemy formations, annihilate enemy ranged units, and counter enemy cavalry units.

Now, the war revolves around those strange-looking cylinders and cannons, which have replaced the role of mages in the past. These war weapons, which use magic crystal gunpowder, can now fire projectiles that are more powerful than fireballs from novice mages. But this is not the fatal flaw. The fatal flaw is that the cannons are simply too cheap.

Compared to training or hiring mages, cannons can be manufactured in workshops. The 12-pound cannons of Amelansi and the Dahlgren cannons, using simple techniques such as hollow cooling casting with mud film and water-powered forging hammers, can become combat-ready faster than mages.

In short, the new weapons and tactics are more efficient, simpler, and more in line with "war" than magicians.

And this is merely a trivial, outdated technology that spread from its place of origin. The witch heard that...

In the distant land of Amelansi, cannons are enormous, capable of unleashing devastating firepower stronger than that of high-ranking mages, destroying enemies from afar. They are mounted on motor vehicles, on ships made of steel, on sky warships, and on war machines she could not even imagine.

Knights, mages, archers, and warriors have been replaced by new types of troops such as armored troops, artillery, air force, infantry, and navy. New combat theories are impacting the minds of all military strategists and tacticians on the land. The old troop formations are no longer applicable, and even the most backward armies have begun to adopt the method of attacking enemy positions in a line formation.

Even excluding combat, the mage's proud daily spells have been replaced by appliances. Light is provided by magic lamps, and cooling is provided by refrigerators and air conditioners... The witch can sense that a considerable number of these appliances are filled with magical light.

What she was seeing now was the first scene of the new world that shocked her.

The North Carolina-class battleship USS President Alice appeared on the horizon. According to the plan, this massive battleship would be responsible for providing artillery support for the battlefield 15 to 20 kilometers from the coast to the land. After all, those nine 406 mm main guns, the second-generation battleship main guns of the Americas, were not to be underestimated.

Although the lifespan of these main gun barrels was less than their theoretical design lifespan due to forging issues, they were still formidable weapons. As the battleship entered the harbor, Miss Witch felt as if a mountain was approaching.

Then, the sight of one Freedom ship after another left an unforgettable impression on her. Those steel ships, reflecting the sunlight in a grayish-white hue, seemed endless, unloading countless cargoes and troops in the port.

That's right, an army. Miss Witch looked closely and realized that this army was different from the army she knew. In her time, the army was just a group of thugs and ruffians.

She had a slight worry in her heart. In her time, the entry of an army into a city meant chaos. If the monarch's army entered the city, it would inevitably cause chaos. Those soldiers, whether defeated or victorious, would commit all kinds of evil deeds in the city.

In that era, the only military personnel were knights and mages. Most monarchs' armies were basically composed of peasants and citizens, and no one expected those filthy peasants to have any virtues.

The army of Amerlane, the 1st Marine Brigade of Amerlane, and the International Brigades Amerlane Army, are basically the elite of the Amerlane Marine Corps. The newly formed units have a considerable number of high school graduates and junior high school graduates.

"Line up! Forward!"

The witch saw the green army lined up neatly, and she saw people cheering as if the ones entering the city were not an army, but saviors.

She saw a petite, silvery-white figure on the shore.

"Your Excellency, the Marines will faithfully carry out your orders and instructions. Military police are on standby, determined to enter the city but not into homes! We will not disturb the citizens or disrupt order!"

Alice nodded. After all, she was a child who grew up in that era, and for her, her army had to be as close as possible to that army.

"Deploy out of the city immediately."

Officers from other countries are on their way. The Amerlane fleet is more advanced and faster, so it has already occupied one of the few berths at the dock, and they have more men.

"Yes!"

"Colonel."

The colonel wearing a white helmet next to Alice saluted her.

"Later, have some of your men stay in the city. If any troops from other countries violate discipline, treat them the same way. We've already informed them. The International Brigades aren't some evil force; we're here to help them. If anyone dares to tarnish this name, then..."

"It will be handled according to military discipline."

"Yes!"

Alice nodded, waved for the persistent colonel to leave, and Raffarin Low walked in. She smiled and said, "Little Alice is getting more and more pretentious."

"I have no choice, Sister Raffarin. You know, lately people have been mythologizing me so much, I can't..."

“I know, Alice, that in their eyes you have won this future with them, and people’s simple wishes surround you.”

Alice sighed, and Raffarin Law, seeing this, handed her a cup of coffee.

"If Alice doesn't want to become a god, then Alice must get out. However, if that's what you want, it's not impossible."

"No, we don't want to become gods."

Alice looked at Raffarin Low, her eyes filled with determination.

"If a civilization collapses without even one of its individuals, can it still be called a civilization?"

"I firmly believe that they, we, and civilization will find their own way to survive and their own way out."