The entire cavalry team of Yingzhen had already completed the assembly outside the city. The combat commands were issued to the commanders of each team, and followed the flesh and blood channel opened by the heavy mecha to siege and kill the collapsed Kingdom coalition forces.

The barbarian cavalry, who had been silent for many days, re-exploded their power again. They circled along the dense white army formation and rushed directly to the coalition camp in the distance. Behind them, thousands of engineers frantically cleared the gravel, widening the gap in the city wall with surprising efficiency, and the cavalrymen left the city faster. It was almost noon, and all the cavalry were sent out, and the light infantry, who were waiting for the troops, followed closely. They lined up in columns, holding weapons, and trot out of the pass under the urging of the officers.

Tianhao and Liao Qiu were in the third 1,000-man team with their troops. It was not his turn to this position, but his desire to participate in the war was so strong that he found Shi Zhenghao many times to ask for an attack. For the sake of the powerful pig-man infantry, Shi Zhenghao agreed to the request and changed the order and arranged him in this position.

The heavy mecha has gone far away, and Tianhao can't wait to observe closely and find out more secrets about this ancient weapon. There are hundreds of thousands of barbarian infantry waiting to attack inside the Dragon Lock Pass, and it takes several days to set off in turn. If it is sorted normally, the situation may change.

While waiting in line, Tianhao asked Shi Zhenghao about the "Guardian God". He thought this was a secret that would never be revealed to people at Lock Dragon Pass, but he did not expect that most of the questions were answered from Shi Zhenghao.

"We pray to the patron saint in a special ritual, which is a spell that only the commander can know. Of course, it is not enough to have a spell alone. Without the gift given by the patron saint, it will not respond to the call."

"The guardian god will not show up on his own initiative, and can only summon it when the Dragon Locking Pass is the most dangerous."

"It has been protecting us... for too long, for at least several hundred years. In fact, the Dragon Lock Pass is also part of the miracle. It is said that this pass is the masterpiece of the patron saint. Later generations have continuously strengthened it on the basis of using rocks to build the pass, which has led to the status quo you see."

Tianhao rushed out of the pass with the pig infantry. He felt his consciousness as if twisting, like something with strong vitality, elusive and uncontrollable.

The white infantry array was not retreating very quickly. The huge heavy mecha trampled in the crowd. The abandoned artillery and supplies blocked the way. Although their fear was suppressed to the minimum level by Migaard's No. 44 potion, they also understood the terror of death. They stumbled back and fled, and the halberds and muskets that were in the way were thrown away. Before, countless people proved the strength of the steel monster at the cost of life. Neither the tip nor the bullet could pose a threat to it, even if it was fired by artillery... This means that conventional weapons do not work for it. Instead of carrying it on them, it is better to throw it away and let yourself run faster.

Living is the bottom line.

Tian Hao caught up with the white halberd hand. The man turned his back to him, and the long sword suddenly slashed from the air, cutting his head off the spot, rolling down with a terrified expression and blood.

Gift...Tianhao has been thinking about the word Shi Zhenghao said.

Gifts and spells given by gods must be combined with gifts to produce results, and the great patron saint will accept the summons and come to this world.

The strong pig infantry lined up in a row and stepped across countless flesh and blood. Their killing was quick and efficient, and they never missed any target. Whether the fugitive or the injured, they were solved with long swords or steel axes.

As long as they fight closely, the northern barbarians never fear any opponent. They were suppressed by white artillery for a long time, and all kinds of complex emotions were never released, just like a beast threatened by a hunting gun. Once the gun holder put down his weapons for some reason, the beast immediately showed its sharp fangs and rushed over with a violent storm several times more than before.

More barbarian infantry rushed out of the pass gap in the rear, constantly filling the sparse attack line, making it longer and thicker, and then releasing more powerful combat power.

With height and physique, the barbarians run faster than the whites.

Tianhao caught up with a group of musketeers in panic. He roared and jumped high, waved his long sword with both hands, without any mercy, and strength became the best additive for cruelty. Looking at the heads of people who left their bodies and rolled into dust under the cutting of the sharp blade, feeling the stimulation of warm blood splattering on their faces, the fighting consciousness buried deep in their hearts for thousands of years is also awakening.

The long-handled battle axe that Tian Kuang had no habit of using it, and the light-weight long sword was more suitable for this time. He gave up the heavy steel armor, replaced it with a set of chain armor, and collided like a tank. There were also warriors among the whites. The No. 44 potion made them fearless of death. However, humans had herd mentality, and their companions were all fleeing, which made me alone to fight the enemy. No matter how passionate the heroism was, they would be wiped out at this time. They were indeed not afraid of death, but they could not overcome the panic. Once they joined the escaped army, they would never look back. What they were about to face was to be chased by the enemy behind them and stabbed the gun.

The sharp long sword cut a human head a diagonally, and white sticky objects splashed on Tianhao's hand. He wiped it casually, and while pulling the knife backwards to the next target, the word "gift" appeared in his mind.

Gifts from God?

Must be used with spells to summon the patron saint?

This sounds like a starting device. Tianhao is sure that there is no human controller in that war weapon. He has seen the mecha design drawings. Although it is a dual control system, the cockpit armored shield has long been sealed. Time can bring together dust and everything with bonding effect, blocking every gap, and it will never be opened unless it is violently destroyed.

Such a guess should be correct. The startup device is very important, it may be an external microcomputer or a remote control terminal. As for the spell... Tianhao couldn't help but think of his identity password. Taking "Old Madam" as an example, the main computer in the civilized era recognized the code but did not recognize people. This principle is very simple. Face recognition technology has poor anti-counterfeiting effect, and the confidentiality measures in important areas are still mainly passwords. In an era of destruction, there was a case where someone killed the bank supervisor, cut off the entire face of the deceased, and covered his face through technical processing, and passed layers of security inspections, and walked into the bank vault openly and looted.

The giant weapon in the distance activated the light cannon again, creating new death and chaos among the dense crowd. This time the cannon fire was even more powerful than before, and the strong burnt smell quickly spread in the air, completely overwhelming the blood.

That should be the k204 light cannon. Laser weapons have been studied a long time ago. High-intensity light requires a lot of electricity per launch. Small energy converters were successfully developed very early, but their volume was not as small as outsiders imagined. Until Tianhao entered the dormant warehouse, the research progress of vehicle-mounted micro-converters was slow. The so-called "minimization" is suitable for large combat weapon platforms, or warships could only carry them.

The enhanced body has strength. In addition to vision and hearing, Tianhao's perception ability is far beyond ordinary people. His heart is constantly excited and trembling. Looking at the metal giant feet rising and falling in the distance, destroying the steel weapons of the white army through trampling and violent means, he can feel that there is a mysterious connection with his contemporary product.

I am sure it obtains energy by absorbing geothermal heat and has been maintained to this day.

The light cannon is a built-in weapon with a thick armor plate on the outside and a micro-mechanical cleaning device inside is regularly maintained, which is why it retains its only weapon. As for rocket nests, multi-barrel joint cannons, large-caliber machine guns and other peripheral weapon systems, it has been eroded by bacteria, air, and moisture for a long time, becoming rusted and mottled scrap iron.

kill!

Tian Hao roared with a knife and stepped forward. The tip of the knife was accurately inserted into the mouth of a white man who fell to the ground, and cut his entire face on the spot, revealing a bright red muscle fault. His tongue was cut from the root, Tian Hao held the hilt and twisted it, and his neatly arranged teeth flew away on the spot. The man howled and covered his face that had lost his chin, as if he was leaving the water, twisting his waist and legs with his waist and legs. Tian Hao didn't even look at it and rushed to the next target. Behind him, countless pig infantry soldiers let out a roar, trampling all obstacles blocking their feet into meat paste.

It is difficult for ordinary people to notice the strangeness of the heavy mecha. Tianhao is very clear that this ancient weapon is insufficient in energy. From the moment it appears inside the Dragon Lock Pass, its staggering steps and slow movements, everything shows that it has lost its due speed. On the battlefield of the civilized world, weapons that act so slowly are of no value and will only become the best target for enemy fire attacks. Time passes will cause wear and tear inside the machinery, but they will not move at such a slow speed anyway.

"Start up, rush in and separate them, and make room for the people behind!" Tianhao roared like crazy, and the guards around him kept repeating what he said. Long-term training made each other tacitly cooperate. A unified tone appeared on the chaotic battlefield. Headed by the troops led by Panshi, various barbarian infantry teams gathered one after another, no longer pushing flatly in long linear queues, but instead formed a triangular array. Looking down from the air, it was like sharp chisels wedging into the deep depths of the coalition forces, separating the people who were fleeing in panic into small pieces.

Hu Yong stood on the tower first, looked at the infantry vanguard who quickly changed formation in the distance, nodded slightly. He raised his hand to point at the waving flags in the distance, and asked curiously: "The unit rushing to the front seems to be a member of the Niu tribe?"

It was a black square flag with a huge horn embroidered with gold thread.

The adjutant standing next to him hurried forward and whispered: "Yes. The leader is Niu Tianhao, the lord of Panshi. You have seen a very young man before."

No matter how long it is, human favors are indispensable. Tianhao took care of the officials on the first day of his arrival at Lock Dragon Pass, mainly to command officials above the command. Gifts are simple, such as cider, cheese, dried fish, cloth, salt... These things that seem to be uncommon to the white people in the south are very popular. Tianhao's humble temperament makes him easy to be accepted. In addition to normal training, he never has a selfless time to gather with others.

This is very tiring, but it can bring each other closer together. Strictly speaking, it is not a bribe, and at best it is just a normal relationship. Usually, it seems like this, but at critical moments, someone will stand up to help speak, which will have unexpected results.

"...The Lord of the Panshi Leader..." Hu Yong thought for a moment and nodded slowly: "I remember that young man is very good. He has brought many people from the Pig tribe. His comprehensive training results in the past few months are either first or second."

Shi Zhenghao stood beside him, looking in the same direction as Hu Yongxian, and interrupted: "This kid is very smart and knows to give it to the large army that he caught up with. Look there, they directly broke into the middle of the white array and kept heading south, so that they could intercept the main force of the white people and create opportunities for the troops behind them."

Hu Yong smiled and nodded, but put away his smile a few seconds later. He sighed: "Whether you can intercept the white main force, you have to look at the guardian god. If it allows us to do this, it will definitely do it. But if it refuses..."

Before he finished speaking, Hu Yong shook his head first and fell into silence.

The noise on the battlefield was gone, and as more infantry rushed out of the Lock Dragon Pass, the spectators on the tower could only hear the dense and messy footsteps.

...

Duke Kalis swung his sword like crazy and stabbed him.

There were more than a dozen people lying on the ground, all soldiers wearing the uniforms of the Rhine Kingdom army. Seven of them were dead, and the rest were either twitching in pools of blood or groaning in pain while begging and cursing.

Kalis held the hilt of the sword with both hands and inserted the bloody weapon into the chest of a seriously injured soldier under his feet, swearing in hatred.

"Why do you run away? You are all cowards. You should pick up your weapons and fight those giants to the end!"

"You should not be afraid, the Holy Lord has given you the medicine of courage, and those giants are not your opponents."

"Go back to me, reorganize the military formation and fight back!"

He shed tears and roared while killing.

He was a duke and a soldier was a civilian. It was a war period. According to the decree issued by the king, the noble commanders had the right to form a supervising team based on the situation of the war and kill soldiers who refused to obey the orders on the spot.

There were two hundred knights beside Kalis, each with three entourages. They were placed on the rear front several kilometers long, and without hesitation, they killed the first group of soldiers who turned around and fled here.
Chapter completed!