Within a few weeks, the situation in the center had changed dramatically, and the Vigians, with aid from El Sala, launched a massive offensive that crushed the coalition forces and forced them to withdraw from the Kohor region with tens of thousands of people, and Tashanmu had to turn to the south for help in order not to lose more territory.

Vanstalt, Vanstal.

"Boom."

Scorching shells flew out of the muzzles of the stubby mortars, and with the skillful positioning of the dwarven gunners, they streaked through the air in a near-perfect parabolic trajectory before smashing into the Elsala cavalry charging towards the trenches.

The moment the shells hit the ground, the flames and fragments fired in all directions tore the cavalry's brittle armor to shreds, and when the fire was baptized, the dwarves loaded their flintlock muskets, jumped out of the trenches, and tilted the projectiles into the battlefield with a thudging sound.

Although the dwarves appeared a little late, they were definitely the most needed strength in Tashanmu at the moment, and after much lobbying and requests, Prince McNee was finally willing to lead his Thunderblade clan into battle, and at the front of the Minne-Wanst fortress, McNee and the warriors of the Iron Keep formed the strongest defensive line, almost facing the swarming troops of El Sala, like a reef in front of the waves, always standing.

"The Knights are firmly kept out of the fortress by us, they are numerous, but as long as we hold these passes, they don't want to rush up, and the combination of muskets and cannons is very suitable for holding the line, and it would be great if we could have more equipment."

Dressed in his own armor and carrying a dark golden hammer, McNee Thunderblade walked through the passages on the upper levels of the fortress with his guards, while the front-line commander Uri Thunderblade followed him, giving a detailed report on the current good situation.

There was no joy on the Iron King's face, he stood on the railing with his usual focused and serious attitude, looking down on the busy compatriots below, the Dwarves of the Iron Castle did not suffer much loss in the division war, after migrating to the Trade Federation, they quickly won the preferential policy of the city-state, after more than ten years of recuperation and development, the strength of the Iron Castle is better than before. Despite the large number of opponents, McNee still has the confidence to face the enemy head-on.

Just be careful.

"It's just a pre-hors d'oeuvres." McNee said in a dwarven tone, "The Elsala are not as fragile as they seem, otherwise they wouldn't have dared to attack the Misne, perhaps the offensive here is just a cover-up, and they are planning other schemes." ”

"But as long as we're there, this fortress is impregnable." Ulie said.

"Really?" McNee was noncommittal, the dwarves had been out of sight of the continent for too long, and many of them had not experienced a few wars at all, and their hearts were still stuck in the small land of years ago, competing with the Smoldflame Clan of the Red Keep and the Ambition Clan of the Grey Keep. Yes, the Iron Keep is indeed the strongest of the Three Castle Dwarves, but that doesn't mean anything, and after leaving the Zedi, they will face a challenge from all of Eladia.

Almost as soon as the two of them spoke, McNee's warrior instinct made him suddenly raise his head, his gaze sharp at the Elsala army in the valley in the distance, and between the mountain-connected valleys, a faint red glow shimmered.

"It's ......"

"Boom!"

The scorching halo of light quickly enlarged in the field of vision, enveloping everyone in a sudden burst of blazing light, and the sting that seemed to be thrown into the lava made Urlie let out a roar of pain, his body was like a leaf lifted by the wind, and if he hadn't been caught by McNee at the last moment, he would have been lifted off the railing.

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

At this moment, in the valley far away from the fortress of Vendst, thirty steel beasts were making noise, steam rising above their heads, the barrels of the black holes spewing flames one after another, the blazing fire brightened the slightly dim valley, and behind the scorching and magnificent flames was the hideous face of the north towards Eladia.

The Elsala brought the Black Wing Empire's steam tanks to the center, but they didn't understand the meaning of the term "tank", so in the Elsala they were translated as "Targaryen's Fang" or "Black Fang".

Dressed in black heavy armor, Lune Joseph stood at the front of the position, he looked at the sunlit side of the fortress in the distance, under the attack of black fangs, the fortress seemed to be dismembered and peeled off, like a landslide of rock and broken steel was sliding from the fortress, mixed with the corpses of ignited creatures, this cruel and spectacular scene did not make waves in the heart of the necromancer, he was just marveling at the power of these terrible weapons.

At first, Rune imagined them as some sort of weapon similar to the Magic Cannon, but this was not the case, as these moving steel fortresses attack surprisingly fast, unlike the Magic Cannon, which takes a long time to recharge; Moreover, Rune took advantage of the Elsalar people's inattention to sneak a peek and found that the spell response inside these weapons was terrifying.

Relying on such a small amount of mana, to create such a huge power, an extremely high conversion rate of magic energy is required, which means that the alchemy technology of these weapons is already very advanced, comparable to or even surpassing the current Eladia Overlord Immortal Empire in some aspects.

This is a very incredible thing, because alchemy technology is different from wealth, force and these things on paper, maybe a country can quickly accumulate wealth and recruit troops, but it will never be able to achieve great achievements in alchemy in a short period of time, because these technologies are like layers of ladders, only after climbing the first layer can you see the scenery of the second layer, and so on, the development of alchemy level requires the country's long and deep cultivation, some countries may not be underestimated on paper with force, and all aspects of development are very large, But it can't even do a single magic support, such as the current Trade Federation.

Looking at the leopard, you can imagine what the Black Wing Empire is like now, but this country is only less than a hundred years away from the founding of the country, how did it do it?

The voice of the black fanged commander pulled him back from his thoughts, "Stop firing, watch the view, correct the ballistics, move forward, and prepare for the second round of shelling!" ”

"How's this troop?" Charles Charlie came up to him and asked.

"Elite." Lune gave a positive assessment.

"Of course." Charles nodded triumphantly: "It is one of the most important troops in the kingdom, I spent a lot of money to build it, and each of these pilots is a noble and carefully selected royal knight." ”

"Pilot?"

"You don't think these weapons don't need to be manipulated, do you? That's horrible. Charles said, "When we bought the Black Fangs from the Empire, the Empire gave away a one-year training course that only students who were qualified to pilot the Black Wing could wield these weapons. Oh yes, and they also come with a maintenance team, saying what...... Logistics, although the food and accommodation of these guys are all taken care of by the royal family, I have to say that the empire has done this with a conscience. ”

"You mean......" Luan muttered for a moment and asked, "These were bought from the Blackwing Empire?" It's selling you this kind of thing? ”

At first, Lune took it for granted that this was the Blackwing Empire's infiltration of Elsala's troops, but now that Charles has heard it, it seems that this is not the case, and these weapons are now owned by the Nation of Ayo from Blackwing.

With his three views, of course, it is difficult to understand the Black Wing Empire's behavior of selling these things as commodities, you must know that each of these black fangs is a terrifying weapon with amazing power, and it is too late for him to hide it as a secret, how can it be easily handed over to others?

"Ally channel, 300,000 gold." Charles held out two fingers: "One." But not just for sale, they said that it had to be used as a formation, so they sold it in packs of ten units at a time, and they had to sign an agreement and pay an equal amount of security deposit to ensure that the weapons would not be used against themselves. ”

"And how much did you buy?" Luan asked.

"Well, that's all." Charles raised his chin and gestured: "If you don't buy it, you can't do it, because everyone is arming themselves with this kind of weapon, and some countries are desperate to buy up to fifty black fangs, but the high-ranking lords have calculated with me for a long time, and these are already the limits of what the Aiyo country can currently support." ”