"Your Royal Highness the Little Prince."

"Your Excellency. Please. ”

Sila Mulun stood outside the tent and greeted his guests with courtesy.

No way, these two people he can't afford to provoke. No matter who you offend, you will have the trouble of not being able to eat and walk around.

A short, stocky young man, gorgeously dressed and in high spirits.

A black-robed man, covering his face tightly with a veil.

The former, the little prince of the Hausa clan, is called Zhuolun, and is the next heir to the earth king.

The latter, with only one title, is military division. The origin is very mysterious. It is said that only three people know his true identity. But it is very popular among the Hausa people.

In the past, the Hausa tribe was nothing more than an indigenous tribe. Far from that many mechs. It was only after the arrival of this mysterious military advisor that he purchased a large number of mecha and other weapons and equipment from other countries, and also had his own mecha production line. Military power has changed dramatically. The territory under control is also constantly expanding. Now they dare to fight the idea of the Tang River Empire.

"General Silamurun, what's wrong with Quarinburg?" Zhuo Lun asked with a frown.

"Nothing was a problem. We're on the offensive. Silamurun replied cautiously, "Your Highness has arrived......

"You've been delayed for hours in Quarlinburg." Zhuo Lun said coldly, "According to the plan, you should be in Hejiao Bay three hundred kilometers to the south now!" ”

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, we've encountered a little trouble......" Sila Mulun's face was a little unnatural.

"What's the trouble?" Zhuo Lun frowned and said, "What trouble can a small Quarin Fort cause you?" ”

Sila Mulun's face became more and more unnatural.

His relationship with Prince Zhuolun is not very good.

Zhuo Lun's tone of voice obviously didn't give him face. It made him feel very uncomfortable.

Seriously, if there was a chance, Sila Mulun would definitely kill Zhuolun.

It's a pity that this thought can only be fleeting.

He's far from being a match for Zhuo Lun at the moment.

"We were subjected to heavy artillery bombardment by the Tang Army." Silamurun had no choice but to tell the truth.

"Impossible! When pigs fly! Before Zhuo Lun finished listening, he was already shaking his head again and again, "! How could the Don Army have so many heavy artillery? ”

"What I said is true......"

"Impossible! When pigs fly! You must be lying! ”

“……”

Silamurun had no choice but to shut up.

Well, everything he says is for nothing.

It's impossible for others to believe it. In fact, he himself had a hard time believing it.

If it weren't for the loss of so many mechas, he wouldn't have believed that inside the tiny Qualin Castle, the Tang Army actually hid so many heavy artillery!

Who would have thought?

He also hoped it was fake.

If it weren't for these damn heavy artillery, his troops would have leveled Quarinburg long ago.

The question is......

All of this is true.

Those 400mm heavy guns are a catastrophe for any mecha.

"Your Highness, don't be impatient. General, don't be angry. We're just talking about the problem. It's not about holding anyone accountable! The masked black-robed military advisor finally spoke. He said slowly, "What you are attacking is just a regiment-level military fortress. Such border fortresses, at most, are the strength of an armored regiment. The number of mecha is 3,000 at full strength. In fact, there is no possibility of a full staff. According to the intelligence before the start of the war, the Don Army stationed in Kwarinburg had a maximum of two thousand mechs. ”

"Yes." Sila Mulun nodded.

"So, where did the heavy artillery of the Tang Army come from?" The masked black-robed military advisor asked suspiciously.

"I don't know." "It wasn't until we launched an attack that we found ourselves completely contained in the enemy's artillery fire. ”

The black-robed military advisor was skeptical, "Is there no chance of impact at all?" ”

Silamulun shook his head helplessly, "No." ”

"General, you have 80,000 mechs. If you can't even pack up the enemy's 3,000 mechs, I'm afraid you, the commander, will do the same. Zhuo Lun unabashedly sneered, "The warriors of our Hausa clan are all good men who are good men. We have 100,000 mechs, and we can defeat the enemy's 1 million! But you can't even contain a mere 3,000 enemies! You are a shame to our Hausa! I'm ashamed to mention it! I don't think you have the shame to report this to the king! ”

Sila Mulun's inner mood couldn't help but be a little tired and a little angry.

Almost reflexively, he has already produced a huge murderous intent.

He swore that if he had the chance, he would kill Zhuolun.

Anyway, he and the royal family of the Hausa clan are also full of contradictions.

Silamurun is not a royal family of the Hausa.

He was the leader of another tribe of the Hausa.

The Hausa tribe is made up of many tribes, the large tribes have hundreds of millions of people, and the small ones may only have tens of millions.

Sila Mulun's men were all warriors of his own tribe. With such a heavy loss, of course his heart hurts.

It's just that Zhuo Lun still ignores his casualties and desperately urges and urges!

What is the purpose of going south? I just want to get benefits!

The area controlled by the Tang River Empire has all kinds of factories, technologies, and talents that are urgently needed by the Hausa people......

Their purpose is definitely not just to grab money. Rather, they want to be comprehensively enhanced. There is a question of cost performance. You can't afford to lose too much.

This time, Sila Mulun brought a total of 80,000 mechas. They are all the elite of their tribe. It is the basis for existence. If this elite is defeated and consumed, then not only will he not get benefits in the future, but he may also be swallowed up by other tribes. The law of the jungle in the interstellar age is even more cruel than before.

In the ancient earth era, tribes fought wars with each other, at best, tens of millions of people were killed. But now, with the advent of all kinds of terrorist weapons, hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions of dead and wounded are often killed. Which starry sky war didn't kill tens of billions or hundreds of billions of people?

Human life is not human life at all. It's simply numbers. It's a lot of numbers. Twelfth, thirteenth, fourteenth...... None seem to make a difference. If his tribe disappears entirely, it is estimated that there will not be a trace left in the historical records.

"Your Highness, please don't be angry." The black-robed military advisor slowly persuaded.

"He's deliberately preserving his strength!" Prince Zhuolun did not give up.

"Please go to the front line and see for yourself!" Sila Mulun said stupidly. He strode out of the tent.

He didn't bother to explain. Only the brutal truth can convince the other side.

Zhuo Lun and the black-robed man followed.

There was a heavy roar ahead. It was as if a hammer had fallen to the ground.

"What sound?" Zhuo Lun asked suspiciously.

"It's the explosion of the heavy artillery of the Tang Army." Silamulun replied harshly.

Zhuo Lun frowned.

This is a very bad sign!

Listening to the sound, it is indeed a very large-caliber artillery. Maybe it's really four hundred millimeters.

Subconsciously, Zhuo Lun stopped moving forward. He didn't want to get too close to the front.

Cannonballs don't have long eyes!

In case it falls on your side......

He held up his telescope from afar.

Sure enough, inside the telescope, there was a burst of fire.

When the crimson flames erupted, a mushroom cloud rose up, turning the entire battlefield into a Shura hell.

In the terrifying firelight, the lone wolf mecha produced by the Hausa clan itself almost fell one by one. There is no ability to resist at all. Some mechs were even blown up and flew directly into the air at an altitude of hundreds of meters.

"It's really a four-hundred-millimeter gun." Zhuo Lun's face stiffened slightly.

"It's the Red Devil Tiger Mecha." The masked black-robed military advisor said slowly, "But this rate of fire, it's impossible!" ”

"That's right! Strategist, the charging time of the Red Devil Tiger seems to take a long time, right? ”

"Normally, it takes about twenty minutes."

"But now ......"

Zhuo Lun wanted to speak and stopped.

Idiots can see that the current artillery fire of the Tang Army is simply continuous.

One after another, the charged bombs fell, and there was no pause in between. Every second, a whole bunch of energy bullets fell. They bombed an area of dozens of kilometers into a Shura field. The ground is full of huge pits that mechs cannot pass. No number of mechs are enough to send them to death. It's really as much as you go up, and you die as much as you want. None of them came back alive.

Even the brave Hausa were beaten and completely lost their temper. No matter how fierce a warrior is, it is in vain in the face of such overwhelming and devastating artillery fire. To go up is to die. To fight is to die. Whoever you send to the battlefield is who you send to death. There is absolutely no chance of surviving. No wonder Silamurun's face was so ugly.

"There is indeed a heavy artillery regiment." The masked black-robed man quickly corrected his opinion, "The information is wrong. ”

"The same is true for other directions." Sila Mulun breathed a sigh of relief.

What he was most afraid of was that the masked black-robed military master would not admit it.

This guy has an unknown origin, but he has won the trust of the royal family of the Hausa tribe, and he is not easy to mess with.

"In this way, the Tang army actually hid four heavy artillery regiments in Quarinburg?" Zhuo Lun couldn't help frowning, "According to this kind of rapid fire, each regiment should have at least three hundred Red Devil Tigers!" Four regiments are at least 1,200 Red Devil Tigers. Where exactly were they hiding before? We don't know anything about our work? ”

"It's not that I don't know anything, I remember, the intelligence mentioned above that the Tang Army was in Quarinburg, and there were a total of twelve ancient Red Devil Tiger mechas. It is used as a recruit training. The masked black-robed military advisor said calmly, "Tang Jun himself is unwilling to use this kind of mecha. Think of it as a tool to punish recruits. Naturally, we didn't pay attention to it. ”

"But now this tool is causing us huge trouble."

"Yes. We must solve this problem as soon as possible. ”

"I'll bring in a squadron of attack aircraft right away."

"That's very good."

Zhuo Lun immediately issued the order.

A squadron of attack aircraft, fully manned, quickly attacked Kwarinburg.