The divine vampire Tamara Constantine does not know how she was born into this world, does not remember her mother, and has no memory of her life before the age of ten. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

She loved the piano, she loved books, she loved the summer dusk breeze and the fragrance of fresh blood, she hated the sun but liked the sunny man with white teeth and a neat smile, but she never dreamed that one day she would be fascinated by the railway!

From morning till night, she didn't read or play the piano, she didn't think about food or tea, she stayed by the "observation crystal" and observed the frontline position at 30,000 feet intently, her eyes always wandering around the engineer regiment of the Kitland-Kolas coalition.

These industrious railroad soldiers gathered in formation at dawn, carrying shovels and pickaxes to dig ditches, lay sleepers and rails, and build the double-track railway all the way to ten miles in front of the "Longjiao Heights", which was beyond the range of the fortress guns on the high ground.

Tamara was more bothered by her own curiosity than interested in railroads, and as the days went by and the railroads grew larger, she became more and more curious to figure out what the other party wanted to do with them.

Andrea didn't have time to watch the excitement with her, so she was busy strengthening the highland defenses while trying to do something more proactive, such as modifying the batteries on the highlands to extend the range and destroy the enemy railroad before it happened.

It's a pity that although there are many elite soldiers in the "Dragon's Eye" camp, no one is good at fiddling with complex mechanical devices, and even the forts on the Dragon's Horn Heights were built by hiring highland dwarves many years ago, and the Kitlanders also provided a lot of help at that time, because at that time, their main enemy was still the Orc King, and the "Dragon's Horn Heights" had to guard against the orc army.

Now that the Orc Kingdom has long since fallen, and the Plateau Dwarves have been slaughtered and wiped out for rebelling against the cruel rule of the Dragon's Eye, the Kitlanders have no one to provide technical support for the Dragon's Eye battery.

Before today, this wasn't much of a problem. The proud dragon-blooded warriors have always looked down on so-called new weapons such as the "Magic Crystal Cannon", believing that this is just a toy used by the weak to strengthen their courage, and that the real power should come from themselves, and the use of foreign objects is nothing more than a crooked way.

But now, in the face of the strange movements made by the Kitland-Kolas coalition on the position, the dragon-blooded nobles can't help but beat the drum in their hearts, and they intend to strengthen the firepower of the fortress, but their eyes are black, and they don't know where to start.

Tamara had a hunch that the "Dragon's Eye" was about to pay the price for despising new developments in military technology. What worries her even more is that the "Naraku Order" also has the same misunderstanding, placing too much emphasis on personal strength, as if muscles, magic and supernatural forces will always dominate the battlefield, but she does not realize that with the evolution of magic crystal technology and steam power, modern warfare has quietly started a earth-shaking revolution, and the Koras Corps on the opposite side seems to be at the forefront of this military revolution.

"What kind of tactics will Kolas father and son use to launch an attack on the 'Dragon Point Heights'?"

Tamara has approached Andrea many times these days to discuss this topic. They both believe that the railroad under construction will be a key factor in the enemy's battle plan, and the magic airship that Celestius saw may also be an indispensable part, but they can't come to a clear conclusion as to what kind of tactic it will be.

Tamara occasionally sees Roland on the battlefield, seemingly to pay his respects to the sappers building the railroad, and with him is a strange group of fellows in addition to Rudolph Kolas - dwarves, gnomes, and mechanics in blue uniforms.

"Tell me secretly, what the hell are you doing, I vouch for my reputation, and I will never reveal it to the people of the 'Dragon's Eye'!" Unable to contain her curiosity, Tamara tried to send Roland a "text message" to decipher it.

She guessed that Roland could not believe her assurances, and either ignored them or replied "no comment", but Roland was even more hateful than she thought, and in her reply she pretended to be mysterious, "Soon you will see the truth with your own eyes...... This aroused Tamara's curiosity even more, and she stayed by the crystal ball all day long, not daring to blink, lest she miss the moment to witness the miracle.

However, Roland, a shameless person, did not hear back when her appetite was aroused. The railroad had been completed, and there was no unusual movement on the position for the next ten days, and just when Tamara's patience was exhausted and he suspected that the battle would probably not be fought, at dawn on 27 July, the combined Kitland-Kolas army launched the first wave of onslaught on the "Dragon's Point Heights".

At the beginning of the morning, the curtain of night had not yet faded, and the people stationed on the "Dragon Point Heights" were awakened by the sound of rumbling wheels. Stepping out of the fort and burrowing out of the armor-covered battery, looking through the morning mist in the direction where the roar was coming from, I vaguely saw two hazy, massive figures gliding along the double-track track.

Andrea hurried to the fort with Zoya and Anton, narrowing her long phoenix eyes to observe the panicked shadows on the other side. Zoya, the dragon vein Medusa demon archer, has a quick eye and a quick hand, and shoots an arrow infused with "wind creation technique" with his bow.

The arrows were thrown high with a scream, drawing a graceful arc in the air, and the moment they flew to the highest point, they suddenly exploded, and the magic that erupted set off a gale to blow away the mist. The huge figure on the opposite side was finally clearly revealed, Andreya's pupils couldn't help but shrink violently, and Zoya couldn't help but exclaim.

"Our lord Tiamat is above...... What kind of monster is that?! ”

In the bridge hall of the "Naluo Tartarus", Tamara's hand holding the cup couldn't help but tremble, but she didn't notice the coffee spilled, and her eyes seemed to be firmly absorbed by the observation crystal.

The crystal ball presents a miniature picture of the frontline position, and when the fog is blown away by the wind, a powerful image comes into view. The railroad that had taken the Kolas Army Engineer Regiment more than half a month to build finally came in handy, carrying two pitch-black cannons and moving forward slowly. There was plenty of space between the two sets of rails to accommodate eight Highlandlothmon walking side by side. In fact, there were sixteen Highlandlothmon walking along the railroad tracks at the moment, dragging the two super heavy cannons behind them with their magically strengthened toughness Piso.

Tamara is not a village girl who has never seen the world, and the two heavy guns are indeed amazing, and the inner diameter of the barrel is no less than 12 inches, but they are still dwarfed by the 16-inch main gun of the "Tartarus". The problem is that it can't be compared so simply. As we all know, the tonnage and caliber of infantry artillery are far inferior to naval guns, because many factors such as transportation and logistics supply must be considered, otherwise the giant cannon cannot be moved on the battlefield, and can only be used as a fixed battery for defending fortresses, not to mention that "Tartarus" is an artifact created by Naraku, the god of death, how can it be compared with a weapon created by humans.

As far as man-made weapons were concerned, Tamara was convinced that the two towed train guns were the most terrifying weapons she'd ever seen in her life, so imagine a 12-inch cannon firing at it...... Turning around and walking to the porthole, Princess Naraku's eyes fell on the "Dragon Horn Heights", and her eyes couldn't help but show a trace of pity.

"Longjiao Heights...... I'm afraid I can't hold it. ”