Deposed Crown Prince: After three years of service on the frontier, the entire court knelt and begge

Everyone nodded in agreement when they heard what Nie Bing said.

What Nie Bing said was pretty much accurate; their weapons were definitely more powerful...

After hearing this, these people couldn't help but feel a chill run down their spines.

They were well aware that their countries, leveraging the advantages brought by the Industrial Revolution, had plundered many East Asian nations...

If they were to return now, they would surely exact a severe revenge...

"President, we will definitely cooperate fully... Just tell us what to do, and we will do it..."

Nie Bing smiled and nodded, then said, "Let's continue..."

As Xiao Ce spoke, he looked at a group of iron men standing to one side, none of which were activated.

Xiao Ce walked over unhurriedly; the grand finale had finally arrived. All eyes were focused on the silent steel giants. A Tie himself stood beside one of the iron robots.

"Strength, speed, endurance, and absolute obedience."

Sean (Xiao Ce)'s voice possessed a strange charm! "They need no supplies, are impervious to physical pain, and never rest; they are the best warriors and the most impregnable bulwark. They are the masterpiece of our Illuminati's highest steel craftsmanship combined with 'secret arts'... The renowned Iron Legion was organized by them..."

As he spoke, Sean (Xiao Ce) pointed to his brother, A'Tie, and said, "The rebellions in the north of the British Empire and the Sea Cliff Territory were all resolved by A'Tie alone with the Radiant Army..."

As Xiao Ce spoke, he addressed the assembled rulers, saying, "Gentlemen, no matter how much I say, nothing beats seeing it for yourself... Send forth the warriors from your ranks..."

After hearing Xiao Ce's words, the rulers all nodded in agreement; they were already prepared...

A short while later, Xiao Ce's gaze swept over the strong guards or knights brought by various countries, who were clearly handpicked.

"To give you a more direct feel for the 'Iron Guard's' capabilities, we've arranged a few small sparring matches. The rules are simple: stop when one side concedes defeat or loses their fighting ability. Your Majesties, please send your warriors to challenge our 'Iron Guard.' Don't worry about casualties; the 'Iron Guard' are bound by strict orders. They will stop when one side has made a move, while your men can go all out!"

"Of course, we shouldn't use firearms, because if we do, your people have absolutely no chance of winning..."

As soon as Xiao Ce said this, Okayama Bolton was the first to respond. He patted a Bolton berserker next to him who was nearly two meters tall, as strong as a bear, and wielding a giant double axe: "Hagel! Go! Let these iron lumps know the wrath of the Bolton warriors!"

The berserker let out a beast-like growl and strode toward a Iron Guard in the center of the arena, his eyes filled with aggression.

On the other side, Leclerc nodded expressionlessly to a swordsman and shieldman behind him, a man clad in half-plate armor and exuding the calm demeanor of a seasoned veteran: "Durand, give it a try." Durand silently unsheathed his sword, carrying only a round steel shield and an unsharpened training greatsword, and walked towards another Iron Guard.

A court swordsman, renowned for his speed and agility, from the service of the King of Bavaria, also volunteered to fight.

Finally, Habs sent out one of his trusted bodyguard captains without any expression.

Four against four, a standoff between steel and flesh, instantly drew everyone's attention, and even breathing seemed to stop.

"Begin!" Sean calmly gave the order.

With Sean (Xiao Ce) giving the order, the four of them each went to a robot to start a battle.

Hagel roared and swung his giant axe without any fancy moves, bringing it down on the Iron Guard with the force of splitting mountains and shattering rocks! The power of this blow was enough to cleave through the thickest oak shield.

However, the Iron Guard's movements were faster than anyone could have imagined! It didn't dodge, but instead met the axe's momentum head-on, raising its left arm in a lightning-fast parry!

"clang--!!!"

A deafening clang of metal clashing rang out! The heavy, two-handed giant axe was actually stopped by a steel arm, unable to advance an inch!

Hagel felt as if the axe blade had struck a mountain made of cast steel. The enormous recoil caused his hands to split open, his arms to go numb, and his massive body to sway.

Just as Hagel's movements were slowed by the recoil, Iron Guard's right fist slammed out like a battering ram, striking Hagel's thick breastplate with a dull whistling sound!

"Oh!"

With a muffled thud, Hagel's nearly 300-pound frame was struck as if by a giant beast. His feet left the ground, and he flew four or five meters away before crashing heavily to the ground! A large dent in his breastplate was visibly visible!

Hagel lay on the ground coughing violently, as if his bones had been removed. He struggled for a few moments but couldn't get up, his eyes filled with unbelievable fear.

Iron Guard withdrew his fist, standing rooted to the spot as if he had never moved. A crushing defeat! Pure, overwhelming power!

...

On the other hand, Durant was extremely experienced, and he didn't try to fight like Hagel did.

He kept a close eye on the Iron Guard's movements, using his shield and agile footwork to try and find an opening.

The Iron Guard strode closer, not fast, but with an unstoppable sense of oppression.

Duland seized the opportunity, making a nimble side slide and slamming his shield forward to try and disrupt the Iron Guard's balance. At the same time, he used his greatsword to strike the joints under the Iron Guard's ribs like a viper, a technique he had learned from dealing with heavily armored infantry!

However, the Iron Guard's reaction completely overturned his understanding! That seemingly clumsy body, at the very moment Durand's shield rammed into him, miraculously dodged to the side, the shield's impact barely grazing his hard breastplate. Simultaneously, the tip of the sword aimed at his ribs was deflected by the Iron Guard's elbow, the immense force nearly causing Durand to drop his sword!

Durand was terrified and immediately retreated to create distance.

But the Iron Guard moved faster! Without any fancy moves, a simple and direct forward lunge, and his massive steel foot slammed down on Durand's landing spot! Durand hurriedly used his shield to block and deflect the force.

"Boom!"

The force transmitted through the shield was far beyond imagination!

Durand felt as if he had been trampled by a raging mammoth. The immense force propelled him backward, his feet carving two deep furrows in the ground, and his shield-wielding arm went numb instantly!

Just as Durand lost his footing due to the impact and his defenses were wide open, Iron Guard's left arm, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, swiftly passed through the gap in the shield's defense and precisely grabbed Durand's right wrist, which was holding a sword.

A cold, clamp-like force instantly came through!

Durand groaned, feeling as if his wrist bones were about to be crushed!

He tried to break free, but the force wouldn't budge! The Iron Guard's right hand then shot out and, before Durand could retaliate with his knee, grabbed his shoulder armor with lightning speed.

The next moment, the world spun around!

With a powerful swing of his arms, Iron Guard executed a clean and swift over-the-shoulder throw! Durand's nearly 200-pound body, combined with the weight of his armor, was slammed onto the hard ground like a tattered sack!

"Pfft!" Durand spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling as if all the bones in his body were about to fall apart, and seeing stars before his eyes. He had completely lost the ability to resist.

Iron Guard released his grip and took a step back. The perfect combination of technique, speed, and power rendered the veteran's experience utterly powerless in the face of absolute physical superiority and reaction speed.

Meanwhile, the Bavarian swordsman displayed his lightning speed. Wielding a slender, swift sword, he moved around the Iron Guard like a butterfly flitting among flowers, his rapier like a venomous bee, its cold light piercing the Iron Guard's joints and other vital points with elegant yet deadly movements.

However, Iron Guard's reaction speed completely overwhelmed him.

No matter how he changed direction, feinted, or accelerated, the Iron Guard's steel arms always arrived first, accurately blocking every thrust! That heavy steel body moved without any clumsiness, its steps steady and efficient, always keeping the swordsman outside the optimal attack range.

The swordsman's sword was so fast that it was only a blur, but when it struck the Iron Guard's armor, it had no effect other than scattering sparks and making a clanging sound. After dozens of fruitless attacks, the swordsman's stamina was rapidly depleted, and his anxiety grew stronger.

Finally, after a powerful thrust was easily parried by the Iron Guard, the swordsman had a very brief opening where his old strength was exhausted and his new strength had not yet been generated.

Iron Guard moved! It no longer passively parried, but instead lunged forward and sidestepped with speed beyond human limits. Its huge steel hand, like swatting a fly, slammed precisely into the middle of the swordsman's swift sword with a whistling sound!

"clang!"

The swift sword, forged from fine steel, snapped in two!

The swordsman, now only holding half a broken sword, staggered backward, losing his balance from the immense impact. The Iron Guard stepped forward immediately, his other hand flashing out like lightning. Before the swordsman's horrified eyes, the Iron Guard grabbed his throat—not with force, but simply with restraint!

The icy touch and overwhelming power instantly froze the swordsman, cold sweat soaking his back. He had no doubt that this hand could snap his neck with a mere squeeze. He managed to utter a single word: "I... surrender."

He felt that his peak speed and skill were mercilessly toyed with and instantly disintegrated in the face of the absolute speed and power of steel.

At that moment, Habsburg's captain of the guard, having witnessed his comrades' crushing defeat, knew that a direct confrontation was not an option.

He employed an extremely cautious hit-and-run strategy, using obstacles on the field to dodge attacks and attempting to strike the Iron Guard's joints with his heavy warhammer.

The Iron Guard displayed a despair-inducing tactical prowess. It completely ignored the enemy's harassing attacks, disregarded the dull thuds of the warhammers that struck it, leaving only shallow dents, and steadily compressed the Royal Guard Captain's space of movement with its footwork.

When the captain of the guard was forced to the edge of a sloping hill with nowhere to retreat, he roared and swung his warhammer to smash the Iron Guard's leg joint!

This time, Iron Guard chose to parry and counterattack. His right arm bent at the elbow and sank down, the thick forearm armor precisely blocking the warhammer's head.

"clang!"

Another deafening roar. The captain of the guard once again felt the force of the impact, like a mountain being cleaved. Just as his arm went numb and his body became unsteady, the Iron Guard's left fist slammed into his abdomen like a cannonball! This punch was clearly held back, extremely fast but avoiding any vital points.

"boom!"

The captain of the guard groaned, feeling as if his internal organs had been displaced by the shock. The intense pain caused him to curl up like a shrimp, and the warhammer slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

The Iron Guard did not pursue, but simply stood coldly before him, looking down at him. Victor King's face grew even more somber, but a barely perceptible, strange light flashed deep within his eyes.

Four matches, four different styles, but all with the same outcome: a crushing victory!

The process was swift, efficient, and deadly. Had Sean (Xiao Ce) not said beforehand that it would end there, these people would all be dead by now...

Fortunately, those Iron Men showed mercy, and apart from the bruises and contusions caused by the hard collisions and the fact that the Bolton berserker might need some rest, no one died or was seriously injured.

But this is precisely what makes it even more terrifying. They know very well that these Iron Guards are displaying absolute power that allows them to control the battle at will and completely dominate the situation!

This precisely demonstrates that they probably didn't even use one-tenth of their power...

Dead silence...

All that remained on the firing range was the sound of the wind rustling through the grass and the lingering smell of gunpowder in the distance.

All eyes were fixed on the steel giants who had returned to silence as if they had never moved, and then on the disheveled human warriors on the ground. The stark contrast shocked everyone.

Okayama Bolton's maniacal laughter had vanished, replaced by heavy breathing and a fanatical glint in his eyes.

Leclerc's fingers clenched white as he crossed his arms, his eyes filled not only with fear but also with a strong desire to acquire this power.

Charles Bourbon frowned, rapidly calculating the impact of this force on the continental landscape.

Telss's face turned pale, and he wiped the cold sweat with a handkerchief, his mind racing with thoughts of how to monopolize or invest in related industries.

Von Habsburg glanced worriedly at the young crown prince, feeling suffocated by the prospect of future warfare.

Medi, on the other hand, seemed rather calm. He had learned some information from the Aurelius family, so this time, he didn't even send anyone out...

If the weapons surprised them, these expressionless, pain-ridden iron men were nothing short of war machines. Right now they were unarmed, but if they were given those weapons, they would be nothing short of killing machines.

They couldn't even imagine what would happen next.

Just as the entire room fell silent, Xiao Ce gave Nie Bing a wink.

Nie Bing slowly stood up, her silver-white robe shimmering in the sunlight.

Her cool gaze swept over all the silent kings and chieftains, her voice carrying clearly throughout the hall: "Gentlemen, these are the weapons that have never left war, these are our Iron Legion, this is the new form of warfare you may face in the future..."

"These are not ethereal miracles, but products of the combination of Illuminati wisdom and Western industrial potential; they are weapons we will need to manufacture in the future!"