Witch Wind

Chapter 186 Border War (Part )

Altolestai City.

The light and gentle roar of the engine is like hundreds of bees flapping their wings in unison. The slight sound waves gently massage the eardrums, giving people an inexplicable sense of comfort and security.

Amid the gentle hum of the engine, a giant steel machine slowly drove out of the factory.

The four tracks are about ten feet wide, twenty feet long from head to tail, six feet wide from left to right, and five feet high from bottom to top... On the matte gray metal giant, there are three main guns with a caliber thicker than a human waist, and the total number of large and small secondary guns exceeds thirty.

'Destroyer-class land combat command module', this is the number of this big guy in the production sequence given by Maria.

The name is a bit difficult to pronounce, but Renouf likes it.

Three such huge machines filed out of the factory, and nearly 10,000 elite soldiers wearing dark grey windbreakers, wearing helmets, carrying large ammunition boxes and holding multi-barreled rapid-fire weapons were gathered in twos and threes, seemingly scattered around, forming a tight defense network with both offensive and defensive capabilities.

Outside these close-defense soldiers, there are a large number of main battle tanks, a large number of high-speed artillery vehicles, a large number of armored personnel carriers and combat vehicles. The huge steel army formation occupies a vast area of ​​dozens of miles.

Renov stood on top of the No. 1 command module, holding the Saint Ross dragon flag fluttering in the wind with his left hand, grinning and laughing wildly.

He had his chest exposed and was barefoot. He wore a foot-wide gold belt with countless intricate patterns carved on it around his waist, and a pair of traditional Saint Ross aristocratic tights. His skin was as white as jade, yet it was faintly tinged with a sacred, glorious purple-gold color.

Endless power was flowing in his body. At this moment, he... had completely merged with the golden immortal bone of a direct disciple of Yuxu Palace. With Maria's incredible technical means, he almost inherited all the physical strength of this Yuxu Palace disciple during his lifetime.

Not only that, under the stimulation of the strange power of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art, Renov's own Zhurong bloodline was also greatly improved and purified. Power, incredible power rolling in his body, Renov thought confidently - if he returned to the Holy Ross Imperial Capital now, I think the waste sitting on the throne of the Divine Emperor should be happy to abdicate, right?

"Abdication!" Renov smacked his lips.

He loved the traditional culture of the Eastern Shenzhou. He really loved those implicit yet profound and deep words that contained infinite charm and beauty - look, the word "abdication", so humble, so loving, and full of indescribable philosophical beauty.

Even if he held a knife to the neck of His Majesty the Divine Emperor and forced him to write an abdication edict!
As long as the word "abdication" is written in the history book, everything will be so beautiful. His virtues and those of the current Divine Emperor will be perfectly highlighted by these two words.

Renov sighed with satisfaction and gently stroked the heavy hatch of the big guy under his feet.

Incredible technology.

Incredible creation.

Such a huge metal behemoth weighing tens of thousands of tons runs on land at twice the speed of a horse, but the sound of its engine is only equivalent to hundreds of bees flapping their wings!

What an incredible power of technology!
Not to mention, inside this big guy, there are those incredible things called, what... ahem, yes, it's called the 'Electronic Brain Combat Assistance System'... Artificially, it can actually create thinking and wisdom, and combat assistance functions that are hundreds or thousands of times more powerful than the most professional combat staff of the Saint Ross Empire.

Incredible!
Such a big thing - even though Renov can now destroy it completely with a spit, Renov still dotes on it. He simply loves these three huge treasures that cost so much.

Which man, which truly qualified man with adequate testosterone secretion, could not fall in love with this huge, heavily armored, fast-running treasure with enough firepower to destroy a city in an instant?

Love, I love it so much.

Renouf laughed wildly.

There was a threatening gleam in his eyes, and his spiritual power turned into a wave of scorching wind, whistling across an area of ​​a hundred miles in radius - wherever the hot wind swept through, with a temperature of over fifty degrees, every blade of grass, every tree, and every grain of sand in the area was under his control.

Three thousand of the latest main battle tanks and more than 20,000 other armored vehicles and artillery vehicles.

There are over 300,000 elite infantrymen, large and small, who carry out "infantry-tank coordination".

Such a large, elite and advanced army has never appeared in the history of the Holy Ross Empire... A trace of doubt flashed through Renov's mind. Well, there should never have been such a powerful army, right?

Is such an army enough to sweep across the world?
In addition, more factories are being built rapidly, and more tanks are being manufactured continuously - Renov is not stupid, on the contrary, his IQ is much higher than that of ordinary people. Even so, he still cannot understand the incredible productivity possessed by Maria and others.

As long as all kinds of rare and exotic ores are thrown into the factory's feed port, pieces of special steel will continuously flow out of the steel plant.

These special steels are sorted and put into the tank factory. Basically, there is no need for many workers to get involved and tanks can be produced.

According to Maria, the current factories are still a bit backward.

She is planning to build a more advanced, fully automated production line... By that time, as long as there is a steady supply of various minerals, all kinds of advanced, incredibly advanced weapons of war will flow out continuously and smoothly like stuffing sausages.

It's that time!
Renov took a deep breath of air. The air was filled with a pungent smell. Near the coastline of Altolestai City, the originally crystal clear sea water had completely changed color. Large pieces of dead fish and shrimp floated on the water, emitting a pungent odor.

Three new battleships, with a tonnage of nearly 100,000 tons, blew their whistles like dragons roaring, and sailed across the sea at high speed. The waves raised by the battleships slammed the densely packed dead fish and shrimps.

There was a sharp golden light flashing in Renov's eyes. He glanced disapprovingly from the discolored sea water and the dead fish and shrimps, and finally landed on the three new warships that were produced with incredible, devilish efficiency.

I really don’t know how Maria designed the factory.

A 100,000-ton battleship, an unprecedented giant, such a ferocious and huge thing, according to Renov's common sense, how could human power complete such a project without more than ten or twenty years?

But under Maria's coordination, three such big ones were built in a short period of time.

Compared with the new battleships of the Kingdom of Ingish, they have a larger tonnage, larger caliber main guns, faster speed, and thicker armor... Maria proudly told Renov that only one such battleship is needed to easily destroy twenty, thirty, or even more new battleships of the Kingdom of Ingish on the front battlefield!
"This woman's origin is unknown, but I like her!" Renov licked his lips and muttered in a low voice: "These big guys are all good things... the more the better, the more the better... but as for this woman, I have to find a way to get her. Hey!"

"A beautiful woman, especially a beautiful woman with ability, is born to be mine. Don't worry, little darling. His Majesty Renov, who possesses the body of a golden immortal, can satisfy you in all aspects... both physically and spiritually!"

Renouf laughed triumphantly.

He has already begun to regard himself as the Emperor of the Holy Ross Empire.

Any questions?

No problem at all.

He was certain that he would be the next supreme divine emperor of the Holy Ross Empire.

About 250 miles south of Altorestai City, there is a small river. To the north of the small river, which is only ten feet wide, there is a newly built reclamation camp with about 50,000 to 60,000 people; and to the south of the small river is a military camp of the Dayu Dynasty, where 100,000 elite border defense troops are stationed all year round. In the past, Altorestai City and other places were all the territory of the Dayu Dynasty.

However, the Queen Mother's divine manipulation made the Saint Ross Far East Army aggressive and occupied a large area of ​​territory. More and more Saint Ross immigrants, the occupied territory is getting larger and larger. Although the border guards of the Great Yu Dynasty are numerous and powerful, their daily exercises are also very effective, and their equipment and weapons are not backward, they have been moving towards the south very steadily.

At noon, on a simple floating bridge on the river, a group of Saint Ross rogues, aged thirteen or fourteen, carrying old-fashioned muskets, swords, hunting bows, etc., and accompanied by a few hunting dogs, came across the river laughingly along the floating bridge.

Several border guards of the Dayu Dynasty stood at the bridgehead in a rage, pushing and shoving these scoundrels, and soon the two sides started fighting. Amid the clanging sounds of swords and knives, blood splattered everywhere. The strong and muscular border guards of the Dayu Dynasty knocked the scoundrels to the ground in just a few moves, and their arms and thighs were covered in blood.

'Boom'!
The two scoundrels who stayed behind to guard the hunting dogs opened fire. The heavy lead bullets flew out and caught the border guards off guard. One of the five-man border guards was shot in the chest. He groaned, took a few steps back, and fell to the ground with his eyes rolled back.

There was dead silence.

Hearing the gunshots, a large group of big, rough and wild Saint Ross men rushed out of the wooden house of the reclamation camp on the north side of the river, carrying all kinds of weapons. Among them, some rode pack horses without saddles and rushed to the front while cursing.

In the military camp south of the stream, the loud and clear calls of deer were heard, and large groups of border guards in helmets and armor rushed out roaring, and quickly formed a neat military formation outside the camp.

This frontier military camp, which housed a hundred thousand troops, was commanded by Yin Zhe, a member of the royal family of the Dayu Dynasty.

For some strange reason, Yin Zhe has been very angry these past two days.

All kinds of anger.

The fire in his heart, the anger, and even the fire of desire that burned his internal organs and made him restless, were all very strong. With all the flames bursting out, Yin Zhe had already ordered the military judge to beat dozens of his generals with military sticks for no reason in the past two days.

The generals who were beaten have been very angry these two days.

They were also inexplicably angry, and the soldiers under their command had been really unlucky in the past few days. Many of them were beaten with military sticks, but others were dragged to the parade ground by their own generals to learn boxing and kicking, and were beaten to the ground with blood all over their heads and unable to get up.

And those soldiers have been so furious these past few days that they have become a little vicious.

Therefore, within a few days, the restless soldiers often slipped out of the barracks and harassed the people of Dayu Dynasty around them. Of course, they mostly targeted the settlers of Saint Ross in the north. Within a few days, at least thousands of Saint Ross women and girls were made a mess by these strong soldiers.

It is still unknown whether the trouble caused by these scoundrels from Saint Ross today is related to the anger of these soldiers in recent days.

A large group of Saint Ross people rushed directly onto the pontoon bridge without saying a word. Leading them were dozens of strong Saint Ross men riding pack horses, who swung heavy axes and rushed directly towards the Dayu Dynasty border guards who were lined up at the bridgehead.

The border guards roared in agitation. The three teams at the front held up their two-meter-long iron birch pole spears, forcing the packhorses to not dare approach. The musketeers behind them opened fire directly. The dense gunshots whizzed out, and dozens of Saint Ross men who were charging were immediately shot into sieves.

From the reclamation camp on the other side of the river, the cries of many Saint Rose women and children were heard.

The ferocious men of Saint Ross occupied the other side of the bridge, using their crude matchlock rifles and high-force crossbows to shoot at the border guards of the Dayu Dynasty across the river.

Some Saint Ross people even dragged out a few old-fashioned bronze cannons. Amidst the sound of "boom", the solid projectiles crossed the river surface and crashed into the dense formation of the border guards, tearing open bloody alleys in the formation.

Behind the border guards' camp, on the small hill, in a permanent artillery position that had been newly built less than two years ago, large-caliber city defense cannons were pushed out through the artillery door. City defense cannons with a caliber of more than ten inches raised their heads proudly, and along with flames several feet long, they spewed out shells weighing hundreds of pounds.

At the bridgehead of the pontoon bridge, just two shells killed and wounded more than a thousand Saint Ross men gathered there. Two large pits about two meters deep and seven or eight meters in diameter were blown out at the impact point. The flesh and bones of the Saint Ross men nearby were turned into ashes, all blown to pieces.

In the reclamation camp, large-caliber artillery shells kept falling, and the wooden houses made of logs looked like they were made of straw paper, and they were easily turned into flying fragments in the firelight.

Yin Zhe panted, strangled the crying Saint Ross girl to death, and rushed out of the tent with his bare chest. He jumped onto the big flagpole in front of the tent, stood on the flagpole, and looked at the movement in the direction of the floating bridge.

After looking for a while, Yin Zhe's eyes suddenly turned bloodshot when he saw the reclamation camp that was reduced to ashes by artillery fire.

He panted heavily, and long, thick hairs continued to grow out from under his bronze skin. He panted loudly and shouted at the top of his voice: "My men... follow me and kill! Conquer our cause and recover our homeland, today!"

With a long roar, Yin Zhe's body exploded into a ball of blood mist, from which a strange creature with a dragon head and a human body, over ten feet tall, roared out. Yin Zhe flapped his broad flesh wings behind him, and soared into the sky with a gust of wind. His wings flapped vigorously, and he easily rushed to the other side of the stream, and a blue-green high-temperature flame gushed out of his mouth.

The seemingly thin flame fell to the ground with a loud bang, and a huge pit with a diameter of more than ten feet and a depth of seven or eight feet was blown open in the ground. All the mud and sand were melted into magma. Dozens of Saint Ross settlers were reduced to ashes in the flames without even a cry.

The entire military camp, with a hundred thousand combat soldiers and more than ten thousand logistics and baggage soldiers, all exploded into a ball of blood mist.

More than a hundred thousand ferocious creatures with animal heads and human bodies rushed out from the blood mist. With a single leap, they jumped over the stream and flew into the reclamation camp.

In just a short time, the Saint Ross settlers who were lucky enough to escape the bombardment were torn to pieces by these crazy beast-like border guards. Yin Zhe and dozens of other dragon-like generals flapped their wings and flew in the air, leading hundreds of thousands of beast-like soldiers and directly rushed into the hundreds of miles of land that had been occupied by the Saint Ross people in recent years.

On the border of the Dayu Dynasty, seven or eight border defense camps facing the city of Altoles were transformed into beasts. More than a million elite soldiers roared across the temporary border and rushed into the territory occupied by the Saint Ross people.

On the traditional border that stretches for thousands of miles between the Dayu Dynasty and the Saint Ross Empire, in hundreds of Dayu Dynasty border defense camps, more than tens of millions of elite troops were transformed into beasts at the same time. They dropped all kinds of guns and swords, roared and rushed out of the border, and rushed into the Far East territory of Saint Ross in the true sense.

In these beast-like border military camps, there are more than two million well-trained war horses. These horses, like their masters, exploded with their bodies. From the blood mist, huge, agile and powerful six-legged beasts rushed out.

These six-legged beasts, which looked like saber-toothed tigers but were covered in scales, were faster, stronger, and more defensive. They easily found their beastly masters. So, the beastly border guards rode on these terrifying six-legged beasts, bringing with them a monstrous bloody wind. With one charge, they tore the Saint Ross border guards who had heard the news into pieces.

The two sides only had a single contact, and the unprepared Saint Ross border guards suffered heavy losses, and then suffered a crushing defeat, and then began a large-scale retreat.

After all, they are mortal soldiers with flesh and blood. How can they compete with these beastly mutated creatures?

Ordinary firearms could not tear the skin of any beast-like border guards of the Dayu Dynasty unless they were directly hit by a shell with a caliber of more than one inch. However, their claws could easily tear apart the bodies of these Saint Ross people. Wherever the beast-like border guards passed, there was not a single intact body left of the killed Saint Ross soldiers.

An hour later, Renov, who was reviewing and admiring his own new steel torrent, received information that the Dayu Dynasty had launched an active, comprehensive, and all-out counterattack.

Renov was stunned for a while, then he laughed crazily.

"Interesting, interesting, Dayu Chao, do they want to stop living?"

"Then, let them have their wish!"

"All troops are on the attack, the Far East Corps, all troops are dispatched. Three days later, I hope that I can sit in the Northeast Governor's Mansion of the Dayu Dynasty and taste fine wine with the five most beloved concubines of the Governor!"

(End of this chapter)