None of the crossbow arrows broke through the invisible wall, and the trajectories were cut off by Constance Dante with absolute strength and speed.

This is the scene of the absolute strength of [Svent Witt], everyone can't take their eyes off it, in their eyes, this is really the return of the god of war.

What a magnificent spectacle it was, and the mechanics danced and celebrated each other, and for nearly ten years they had been helpless against the machine, and had to maintain it in vain, and every year the funds appropriated by the Council of Nobles were cut until Archduke Alexander took over. Less and less confident in Swentwitt, they have been waiting for the day when someone will come to awaken this perfect war machine and let those of them sweat and tears see its great power with their own eyes.

This thing is a mechanical god!

In fact, before today, the morale of the machine factory had been so low that the pressure from the Teutonic Knights' Council of Nobles under Novgorod was overwhelming, and they had to maintain the mech in vain with the money, and could not provide any strength that could help resist the Teutonian invasion. What made them even more ashamed was that Alexander had been funding for the long time, but they had achieved nothing.

But with Constance Dante's mech appearing in front of them and unleashing extraordinary power, their confidence returned. This is their first success, and all this time, they have lived in the shadows and are not taken seriously, and today they can finally raise their eyebrows.

In the history of machinery, only weapons that have really rewritten the rules of the battlefield can leave their name in these long years, and because of this, even after its demise, the new Roman Empire still exists in people's hearts, and it combined machinery and knights for the first time, making the entire history of warfare completely rewritten. And they were thrilled to finally become witnesses and participants, and there was nothing more honorable than this for these mechanics.

The bed crossbow was still aimed at Constance Dante, shooting all the bolts inside.

But even if the arrows rained down, in front of Constance Dante, these weapons that had been out of the era no longer posed a threat.

The last crossbow bolt broke under the dragoon spear, Constance Dante brandished the heavy dragoon spear in mid-air and slashed through a graceful arc, everything became quiet, everyone looked at Constance Dante and the mecha he was piloting with awe, at this time he was no longer the thin young man they had in their impression at the beginning, but a veritable chosen knight.

Cheers rang out inside and outside the experimental field, and everyone went crazy with excitement. People held their hands high above the top, high-fived each other, and hugged each other tightly.

Even Konizov and Medvedev were speechless with excitement, although they were humiliated by Alexander, but Konizov could not care about this at this time. It's too late for them to rejoice! If the good news is known to the Council of Nobles, it is enough to cause a sensation, and with a test drive knight, then it is not impossible for Novgorod to master the new mecha technology! The parliamentarians thought ambitiously, but it seemed too early for them to be their worst enemy had not yet been defeated, and Novgorod was still on the line of life and death, even if they had the Chosen Knight.

In the mecha, Constance Dante breathed heavily, to calm his crazy heartbeat, and under the nerve current, he felt that the dizziness in his head was like a tide, and the whole skull would explode at any moment.

He knew what people were cheering about, but Constance Dante calmed down, this mech was indeed excellent, but it was nothing more than that for Constance Dante. Among the people present, only he, Alexander, and Preskas knew that this mech was only in a terrifying appearance, and even it had little advantage over the main battle mech of the Teutonic Knights......

But at this time, what Novgorod needs most is to boost morale, even if it is a lie, to make people believe that with this mecha, Novgorod can defeat the Teutonic Knights.

And at this time, they did not know that in the noble council, the situation had become a mess.

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"Since we are ready to fight together against the Teutonic Knights, why have you refused to show any sincerity until now!"

"We're only helping Novgorod, just because we're cold, just because we're cold, doesn't mean we're going to obey your orders. Don't forget that Novgorod was only one of the many principalities of the Rus' state. If you want to use this to strengthen yourself and reduce us, it is wishful thinking. ”

"It's been days since the Teutonic Knights came to attack, we're freezing and starving here, but we haven't even seen a single Teutonic guy's hair, if that's the case, then we'll just slap our butts and leave!"

The leaders of the armies who had come to the aid of the principalities were becoming more and more impatient at this moment, but this was understandable, the atmosphere in them at this time should have been much warmer, but the unusual climate in Novgorod was unbearable.

Discontent with Novgorod grew, which was at a loss for the Diet of the Nobles.

The councillors looked at each other, not knowing what to do, and they were happy when the coalition forces came, but they became a big problem for them. By this time, some people had already begun to complain about Archduke Alexander.

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"He's the ghost again, don't you think we're messy enough?"

"We haven't said anything about these dirt buns from here, but they're kicking their noses in the face."

"Now it's up to him to figure it out, huh-"

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The sneering parliamentarians were in no hurry to explain anything, they didn't want to solve the trouble Alexander had found. But these words were not only spoken to Alexander, but also to these foreign generals, and the contemptuous words made everyone's face pale, and they trekked to help, not only not to entertain each other, but also to look at each other's faces, which was unreasonable.

"Please be quiet, be quiet!" At this moment, Solzhenitsyn, who had arrived from his mansion, finally arrived at the scene, but the situation became more and more uncontrollable, the generals were getting out of control, and the parliamentarians who looked down on the Gentiles were not polite at all. If this continues, the situation will be very bad. (To be continued.) )