Tianhao didn't know how many times he heard the word "guardian god".

One thing is certain that the name of this god was not mentioned in the courses that the old priest taught him about the witchcraft.

What exactly is it?

The white man's firepower advantage is so obvious, why is Eagle Town so sure that he can win this battle?

...

The sun is rising.

The violent shelling continued.

The civilization process that surpassed the northern barbarians made the southern kingdoms establish strong industries, which was the unscrupulous and unprecedented confidence that the kingdom coalition forces were wasted. When the barrel was heated, drag it down and exchanged it for another one, and the shells were sufficiently supplied as if they were not worth money. The greater consumption was still gunpowder. All kingdoms established temporary warehouses at the front, and barrels of Chinese medicine codes were piled up in mountains. Every day, countless animals pulled carts back and forth between the front line and the rear, hollowing out the warehouse and then filling it.

The concentration of gunpowder reached an unbearable level and could hardly breathe. The gunners had to cover their noses with wet towels and tied them behind their heads to operate. The soil under the gun position was loosened again and again under violent vibrations and was compacted by people again and again. From the attack to the present, there have been dozens of accidents such as blow-offs, hundreds of gunners lost, and the substitutes replaced their positions and continued to shoot at the unyielding city wall in the distance.

From the front, the Lock Dragon Pass has been unrecognizable. There are holes everywhere. Large scattered cracks start from the upper end of the city wall, forming downward trumpets. Scattered bricks accumulate under the city, forming triangular natural arches. Several walls are pierced, and blurred figures can be seen shaking from afar. It is the barbarian engineers who are urgently repairing them with mortar and various materials. If they had not filled the cracks from the inside of the city wall, this amazing artillery battle would have ended long ago.

Duke Calis rode on his horse, holding a monocular lens, and stopped at the hills to look into the distance.

Next to him, the artillery commander, who was also riding a horse, carefully introduced the situation: "Sir, we are expected to blow up that wall in a few more hours."

This sentence seemed redundant to the Duke. He was experienced and could see clearly in the telescope. A crack was cracked on the base of the outer wall of Lock Dragon Pass, which was fatal to the entire city wall and could not be repaired through simple internal filling.

A strong excitement penetrated the Duke's entire body.

"Conquer the North" is the dream of all kings and generals. Today, just today, this honor will belong to me!

"Punish the fire at the base of the wall and smash it completely!" With indescribable excitement, Kalis put down his telescope and waved his right fist hard.

More than ten minutes later, a large-caliber shell broke out of the chamber and smashed on the wall with huge kinetic energy, causing a shocking and earth-shaking change.

The entire wall seemed to have lost its support, and accompanied by the loud "rumbling" sound, it collapsed in the screams and roars. The fragments of bricks and stones were leaking like rainstorms, and the terrible cracks were like mudslides that flooded everything. The dense dust was raised high, submerging everything in the distance in the depths of the fog. A tragedy of death was being staged in places that could not be seen by the naked eye, and people who had no time to evacuate were buried deep in it.

Calis's eyes were full of ecstasy, and he raised his right hand in a trembling manner and issued a long-awaited order.

"Stop shooting, take the first infantry phalanx, then push forward and break through the Dragon Lock Pass."

...

Tianhao stood on a tower more than 300 meters away from the city wall, raised his left hand frame to block the dust in front of him, and looked at the world in front of him with his slightly narrowed eyes.

Everything was gray, and the dust storm caused by large-scale collapse could not be dissipated in a short time. The momentum was indeed mountain collapse and earth cracks, but there were not many casualties since the day before yesterday. There were not many people arranged on the city wall ahead. Thirty people were replaced in turn. Except for the highest watchtower and several important positions, there were no soldiers guarding the entire outer city wall.

The commanders obviously had expected that the situation would turn out like this. The collapse of the exterior wall did not affect the inner wall structure, and the repair work was still continuing, but the original position flush with the mountains on both sides was exposed, just like someone missing a front teeth, but as long as you continue walking forward, you will see the low-height inner wall and the densely packed barbarian engineers like ants.

From this perspective, Tianhao could see the huge white army outside the city moving forward. They were walking firmly and orderly steps, with the long halberds in front and musketeers in the back. The array of up to 50,000 people was thick and dense, and there were more infantry formations behind them. The troops on both wings moved closer to the center, and the marching array was mixed with some light artillery.

Further apart, the horizon is full of black mass. That means more soldiers, larger armies.

The white artillery was very stable in sorting and was not affected by the advancement of the infantry array. They were well-trained, but the firing interval was slightly longer than before, and the intensity and intensity were not as high. This was done to avoid accidental injuries and maintain firepower suppression in the direction of the Dragon Locking Pass.

Tianhao looked cold and said nothing.

The collapse of the exterior wall is equivalent to the loss of protection at Lock Dragon Pass. In addition, the overall situation is not different from before. Once the barbarian army stationed in the pass goes out, it will definitely be suppressed by artillery, and there will be heavy casualties. The remaining power cannot shake the white infantry array and can only die in vain.

The current army inside the Dragon Lock Pass is quite large, with a total of more than 1.1 million. Tianhao believes that the three commanders know very well what this means. The area inside the pass is narrow and so many troops cannot be sent out at one time. Is their intention to rely on the broken city wall to fight the war of attrition and use the barbarians' strong physical strength and strength to wipe out the attacking white soldiers little by little?

Thinking of this, Tianhao shook his head, lowered his head, and stared at the First Legion that had completed the assembly on the inside of the pass.

To be precise, there are only 30,000 tiger cavalry and 20,000 lion infantry here.

The First Legion has a capitulation of 100,000 people, and the open space is narrow, so the rest of the parts are really unscathed and can only be crowded on the further road in a queue.

In contrast, the power of the white man being pushed over is really powerful.

How to fight this battle?

Suddenly, a long trumpet sound came from the top of the tallest tower in the distance.

Tianhao was stunned. This is the rhythm that only witches are qualified to sound, which means praying to the gods now.

He felt that all this was absurd and the enemy was outside and it would not take long to break through the obstacles and kill him. At such a critical moment, the commanders not only did not order the entire army to meet him, but instead held a sacrificial ceremony?

What exactly do they want to do?

At this time, a priest of Lock Dragon Pass standing behind Tianhao opened his arms, his face full of fanaticism, and he knelt down to the south.

"Great Patronus, please show your mighty power and kill all the damn white people!"

All of this was abrupt. Tianhao quickly turned around and looked at the priest, feeling that it was not like a formal prayer. It was not a slight solemn sense of ritual except for fanaticism.

"Is this kind of prayer useful?" He looked at Liao Qiu standing beside him and asked seriously and anxiously.

"I don't know." Liao Qiu tightened the long sword in his hand, with a firm expression: "But I have heard the name of the guardian god. It can do everything. As long as it is there, the white man will never be able to cross the Dragon Lock Pass."

At this moment, the priest kneeling on the ground suddenly stood up and pointed at the north with his trembling hands. His ecstatic face was covered with sweat and dust, and he let out a hoarse roar from the depths of his throat: "It is coming... the patron saint... is coming!"

Tianhao turned around with his guidance. The moment his vision came into contact with the distance, he seemed to be petrified, standing there blankly, motionless.

His heart was filled with storms, like a tornado that swept everything, and the priest's cry rose and fell in his heart, like the flames burning more and more vigorously in the strong wind.

A huge heavy machinery appeared on the mountain top in the distance. The hills in the north were its hiding place. It slowly stood up from the depths of the soil, like a dead person locked in a coffin buried in a tomb. Because of some mysterious force, it stimulated rebirth, pushed open the lid of the coffin and covered the soil with powerful force, and reappeared in this world in a fearful manner.

The body, which is more than 400 meters high, is full of power. It moves alternately with its feet and can cross the mountain with one step. The entire structure is square, with clear ridges of hands and feet, limbs, which are far less smooth than the heavy mechas in the civilized era movie "Pacific Rim". No wonder, this is a real product of war after all, and it is not the result of deliberately modifying the appearance to be liking. The huge steel head is cylindrical, and with the infrared camera in front of it, it avoids the gathering army on the hillside and embarks on the pre-set road.

It has military green outer paint, but most of it has peeled off, revealing the metal parts eroded by rust stains. Steel also cannot withstand the power of time. Many parts of it have aged and travel slowly. Due to lack of oil lubrication, the joints between raising hands and feet make a "squeaking" friction sound. The huge geared steel foot fell on the ground, pressing footprints up to five centimeters deep, causing dust to be ripped up again.

Tianhao felt an indescribable consciousness burst out from the depths of his mind. Everything was extremely clear, and all kinds of long-standing pictures were vivid in my mind.

"Project No. 85" is a top secret. As Tianhao's identity as before he fell asleep in the civilized era, he had read some engineering drawings and knew the general content.

This is a "A Type 22 Land Fighter Mecha" and is one of the achievements of the "Eighty-Five Project".

For a long time, the advantages and disadvantages between human-shaped weapons and traditional vehicle-mounted weapons have been the biggest controversy in future war research in the civilized era. Both have their own advantages. Overall, vehicle-mounted weapons are more applicable and have better comprehensive indexes than the former. However, the relevant research on human-shaped weapons has not been terminated and can still receive some funding and material support. However, overall, they are far inferior to the universal vehicle-mounted weapons.

Tianhao once saw the conception of the Twenty-Two Land Fighting Mecha, which is not much different from the huge war weapon in front of him. In the civilization era, this weapon was always in the experimental stage. Before Tianhao entered dormant, he heard that the Weapon Research Institute had completed the manufacturing of 70% of the components, and the weapon loading became more practical.

Was it approved for mass production later?

Why does it appear in this place?

Could it be the so-called "guardian god" of the Lock Dragon Pass defenders?

The chaotic thoughts broke through the obstacles of time, and Tianhao felt that the past and reality overlapped in confusion. It seemed that countless dead people were resurrected at this time. They gathered on this heavy mecha in energy form, urging it to cross the barbarian army that had completed the assembly, and approached step by step towards the Lock Dragon Pass that had lost its outer protection.

He remembered many legends about the "Project 85".

"Human-shaped weapons are suitable for complex terrain. I do not recommend miniaturizing them. The engine problem has been solved. Since it is a regional battle, it must have overwhelming firepower."

"The problem between protection and weight is not difficult to solve. As long as you pay attention to firepower and appropriate auxiliary combat power, you can achieve the goal. Suddenness and concealment are the biggest characteristics of human-shaped weapons. As long as you use them properly, their power is enough to surprise everyone."

"It's better to increase the size of human-shaped weapons as much as possible! In this way, when the ammunition is exhausted, its body can be used as a weapon. This is just my suggestion, and it may not be appropriate. It's better to decide whether it is necessary to do so through experiments."

"The new weapon should have two control systems, one operated by the pilot and the other is handled by the computer. The control is decided based on different areas and combat conditions."

As a military supervisor, Tianhao has participated in many similar seminars. Weapon research and development is not a closed-door operation, and scientific researchers need to listen to opinions from frontline soldiers.

It's so old.

The mechanical feet that should have been strong and powerful seemed to be staggering in Tianhao's eyes. The large peeling paint made this war weapon look full of time. It looks like an elderly man, and every time he takes a step, he has to stay for half a second to two seconds, as if he is tired of walking and needs to stand there to take a breath and have a rest.

The barbarian warriors on the ground were completely shocked by this scene. Many people forgot to breathe and stared at this land war mecha that appeared beyond the limitations of time and space. They didn't know what human-shaped weapons were, but they did not prevent them from simply thinking about everything on their own side, and powerful abnormal existences as gods.

It appears because of the call, it stands out when we need help the most, it is as huge as us (compared to the white result), so it is the god we worship and admire.

People knelt down one after another, and the wizards and priests acted more pious. They took off their clothes, cut the skin on their chests with daggers, and portrayed the rough outline of human-shaped weapons. The bloody self-harm was so terrifying, but the witches enjoyed it. This was the highest ritual in sacrifice, carving the appearance of the gods on their chests, proofing by blood, and always retaining and worshiping forever.

"Great patron saint, guide us to victory!"

One of the older wizards dipped his fingers in the blood on his chest to apply it all over his body, followed by the human-shaped weapon, holding the dagger in his right hand, his face full of fanaticism, and his eyes covered in blood were full of murderous intent.
Chapter completed!