The Iron Ranger troops led by Solderin set off before the first ray of sunlight emerged at dawn, and began to move towards the Gorgon River.
This team has been too close to the dangerous pollution area, and even crossed the edge of the giant wooden crossing-this so-called "crossing" is not a real crossing, but is located on the east side of the Holy Spirit Plain, connecting the Boulder City, the Inclined Forest Valley, Yar A vast area including a large area such as Teer Mountain—In this area, the Iron Ranger warriors have encountered the drudel giants many times, and found several villages or towns completely occupied by the drudel army, plus The remnants of the Royal Army who were rescued by accident, this task force has overfulfilled their exploration mission, and it is time to evacuate.
The real bombardment should be handed over to the follow-up large forces.
King Capital Knight Mitchell and his soldiers huddled in the armored infantry vehicle, feeling the roar and vibration of this steel beast driven by magic and machinery, a sense of majestic power came from the gears and The movement of the connecting rod made them feel inexplicably in awe and at the same time at ease—even though they couldn’t understand how the Cecilians created these incredible magical devices, they still felt a sense of peace of mind come out.
They are protected, protected by a solid frame, steel plates, and thick magic shields. The Cecils have cleverly combined these common substances and common spells, and endowed them with mysterious runic technology. The machine and the soul allow these steels to run on their own without the maintenance of a mage. Sitting in it, it is as safe as being in a moving fortress.
There must be some magical spirit driving the chariot, no doubt about it.
Maybe it's the machine spirit.
Knight Mitchell's thinking diverged, using "common sense" to try to understand the creations of the Cecilians, but finally found that he couldn't understand, so he turned his head and looked at the scenery outside through the crystal blocks embedded in the armor of the carriage—the scenery in the wilderness It is constantly retreating, the speed is much faster than the carriage.
"Are we going directly to the Gorgon River?" A Royal Army soldier sitting next to him looked at the Cecil soldier in black armor sitting across the carriage, and asked a little uneasy, "Over there Someone pick us up?"
The magic warrior in black light armor said casually: "Let's go south first, and then go west to the river bank."
Knight Mitchell nodded slightly, he thought this was quite the right choice.
Going west directly to the Gorgon River is of course the shortest route, but due to being deeply trapped in the polluted area, it is very likely that you will encounter a large army of crystal cluster giants if you move sideways rashly. The safest route is to move south first, away from the most dangerous The area will adjust its direction later, and it is said that the warships that came to greet them are still going north along the river at the moment, so the convoy going south is also heading to the meeting point as soon as possible...
It's just that this way of rendezvous requires the convoy and the warship to cooperate seamlessly, and they must arrive at the exact place at the exact time. Unless the time and place are negotiated in advance, it will be difficult to achieve... But judging by the indifferent look of the Cecils, they are obviously not worried I don't know how to do this... Can any of those black-armored soldiers use communication spells
Knight Mitchell guessed, but suddenly, a violent shock of the car body interrupted his thoughts. It was the shaking of the car at a sudden acceleration. Then, he heard a sharp sound coming from outside, and a moment later Another distant explosion came from behind.
He'd heard the sound—the explosion that fell from the sky when he and his last soldiers were about to be overwhelmed by more and more druse giants, intercepting the follow-up reinforcements of the druse giants and saving them all .
That's what's called a "howitzer"—it wasn't equipped in the vehicle he was in to transport personnel and supplies, but there was one in each of the other two vehicles called "multipurpose combat vehicles," Its power is impressive.
The two Cecil soldiers in black light armor in the carriage reacted instantly. They got up immediately, one of them approached the observation port of the carriage to confirm the situation, and the other climbed up the ladder in the middle of the carriage, and began to manipulate the roof. The ray turret participated in the battle, and Mitchell Knight also reacted after a short period of astonishment. He rushed to another observation port and saw the terrible situation outside—
A large number of crystal cluster giants are attacking from all directions, the number is countless, and the arcane arc they created has begun to lick the ground not far away...
The moment he saw those monsters, the sense of security brought by the steel and shields was instantly weakened. Knight Mitchell forced his courage to maintain his composure, but several soldiers of the Royal Army were already praying in fear.
But Mitchell couldn't blame these soldiers—because they had experienced tragic failures and escaped more than once, and they had just come out of that hell.
At this moment, there was another shaking, and at the same time, there was a huge explosion sounded very close. This sound made several soldiers turn pale instantly: this is the sound of powerful arcane lightning hitting the shield!
Those monsters are getting closer!
The iron door separating the front and rear of the chariot was suddenly opened, and the high-level ranger with blond hair bent over and leaned in: "We seem to have entered an ambush—but the enemy doesn't seem to be used to our speed, so we didn't have time Completely close the ambush circle."
It turned out to be an ambush! !
Knight Mitchell took a breath and spoke quickly: "Can you run away?"
"It's not easy, there are a lot of them, and the bite is tight," the high-ranking ranger said with a relaxed face. His calm and calm attitude was in stark contrast to the few soldiers of the Royal Army who had already fallen into tension and fear, but what he said was quite different. It's not relaxing at all, "With the stamina, speed and morale of those monsters, I'm afraid they won't be able to get rid of them for a while."
Mitchell's face was covered with a layer of gray, and he couldn't even understand how the high-ranking ranger in front of him could still be so relaxed in this situation: "Then... we are afraid that we are going to die here..."
Solderling smiled: "Don't worry, we are already close to the scheduled meeting point—about ten kilometers away."
Mitchell was a little relieved by the "deceitful" smile at first, but then he almost jumped up - it's still so far! !
And he still clearly remembered that the convoy was not moving directly towards the Gorgon River, it was heading south! It is still quite a distance from the river bank!
The sound of continuous explosions and the sound of flames from the burner came from outside, mixed with the violent explosion after the arcane lightning hit the vehicle shield. It's the druse giants, and they're getting closer!
The area between the convoy and the Gorgon River is probably full of ambushed monsters. In this situation, how could this team, which is far away from the river bank and so far from the meeting point, survive safely
Mr. Knight from the royal capital couldn't find a way to break through the siege in his limited battlefield experience. Even if the power of these strange chariots was counted, he didn't think everyone could swarm there. Surviving the siege of the Crystal Cluster Legion, however, Solderling did not continue to explain—the high-ranking ranger just casually comforted him a few more words, saying that they had "excellent fire support", and then turned and left the passenger compartment.
After leaving behind the bewildered "passenger", Soldering quickly returned to the driver's seat at the front of the vehicle, and while signaling the soldiers controlling the tank to move closer to the river bank, he quickly opened the magic net terminal on the vehicle.
It turns out that laying waypoints along the way in the intelligence gathering process was really prescient.
The magic net terminal was activated, and a small holographic projection emerged above the dashboard of the armored vehicle. In the center of the screen was the bearded Byron and the busy battleship command platform in the background.
"We've seen the signal flares you sent out," Byron said before Soldering could speak, "We'll be within the coverage area soon—don't die before that, just run south!"
Solderin said quickly: "We are being pursued. You can fire after we pass the interim-16 relay point. Just aim at the relay point and blow it up. It's okay to blow up the relay point. I'll make up for it later... "
"So conservative," Byron found a pipe from nowhere, put it in his mouth without lighting it, and said with an expression of "I advise you to be more reckless", "Actually, you can fire a round of flares in ten minutes. , and then I will recalibrate it according to the signal flare. This is the standard naval gun support process, which can help you get more... "
A bright arc of arcane electricity struck from afar, shattering light on the shield of the chariot, and then the scorching rays of the return covered the direction of the attack. Soldering held the handrail on the roof of the chariot, While maintaining stability in the violent shaking, he responded to the mercenary knight on the opposite side of the communicator: "I'm afraid that you will blow up my entire team by the way—yours is a naval gun!"
"My gunner's live ammunition performance is excellent, and the main gun of the Pioneer uses the latest sights and measuring rods. Give me a wisp of smoke, and it will never miss. I'm serious with you—won't you try it?"
Soldering couldn't understand at all how this inconspicuous guy had survived in the army and was still highly regarded by Gawain, but he finally chose to believe in "naval gun support"-mainly choosing to believe in well-trained gunners and The most cutting-edge magic warship.
After confirming the fire support plan, Byron on the opposite side of the communicator was obviously happy. This mercenary knight, who had become the commander of the fleet and was becoming more and more fascinated by the cutting-edge magical warships, held a pipe and made a manly look with a smile on his face. Promise: "Don't worry, if my naval gun hurts a bolt of your precious chariots, I will shave my head and go to Cecil City for two laps..."
The speaker has no heart,
The listener is interested.
In an instant, two veins popped up on Soldering's forehead, but the communication was over.
In the nameless fire suddenly raised by the Iron Ranger commander, the breakout convoy drove into a more gentle area, and the speed suddenly accelerated again.
Looking down from a high altitude, two multi-purpose chariots and two armored transport vehicles rolled up smoke and dust, and galloped across the wilderness. Countless crystal cluster giants were gathering from all directions, chasing after layers upon layers. The small fleet of arcane arcs and orbital howitzers criss-cross between the convoy and the pursuers, and the flames from the heavy burners lick the ground. On this battlefield of explosions and flames, the pursuit and the breakout The distance between the audience is widened again and again, but it is drawn closer again and again.
The speed at which the giant ran wildly was no less than that of a vehicle powered by a magic engine.
The chase seemed like it would last a long time, but suddenly, the top of one of the magic tanks opened.
An Iron Ranger warrior pointed the light launcher skyward, firing three flares.
Two red and one white flares rose high into the sky and exploded in the clear sky. The eye-catching smoke and flashes were clearly visible on the distant Gorgon River.
After the signal flare was fired, the speed of the four magic guided vehicles did not decrease at all, and even slightly accelerated again, as if they were about to leave this dangerous position quickly, and below the slowly falling trajectory of the signal flare was the crystal of the death of all things. Cluster Legion…
On the Gorgon River, two of the four live ammunition main guns of the cutting-edge magical warship "Pioneer" quickly and finely adjusted their respective angles. After a moment's delay, the surging energy from the power ridge was injected into the acceleration orbit.
Heavenly fire, falling from the sky.