The three commanders have been together for a long time, and they know each other's hearts. Shi Zhenghao was so anxious that he shouted repeatedly: "Eagle, don't do stupid things!" ”

"Someone has to do something." Eagle Town's whole body released an amazing frenzy, he looked at Hu Yongxian with a vigilant gaze, quickly bent down and picked up the round shield placed on the ground, and formed a fighting posture with the saber in his right hand: "I'm fed up, no matter what, Lao Tzu has to do it according to his own ideas." You're right, the Patronus does have a reason for doing so. It helped us take out the white man's artillery, but it wasn't enough. ”

Shi Zhenghao was furious and roared, "Don't insult the gods, you will be condemned!" ”

"I didn't insult the Patronus." Eagle Town didn't let his guard down in the slightest, and a miserable smile appeared on his face: "I've had enough of staying in Suolong Pass for decades. We were sealed here by the whites and could not move, there was no brimstone, no gunpowder, and we watched as their fortresses grew more and more. They can come whenever they want, and they can fight as much as they want, but we can't rush through. To be honest, I've been waiting for this opportunity, waiting for the white people to attack in a big way, so that I can pray for the Patronus to come, and then the whole clan will send troops to take the fortress...... It was still the same as before, and when it got to that line, it wouldn't take a step forward. I...... I'm not disrespectful to the gods, but what is the reason for all this? ”

Shi Zhenghao's eyes suddenly dimmed: "...... This is the will of the gods, and we can only obey it. ”

"That's you, not me." Eagle Town looked at him with disdain and sneered.

Without any rhetoric, he turned and walked towards the fortress with his weapon in each hand. The gait is steady, and the shield-holding left arm is crossed in front of him. He wears double chain mail, which is heavy but doesn't hinder movement like steel armor.

Liao Qiu stood beside Tianhao, staring at the figure who had turned away from the barbarian army with awe, and moaned uncontrollably in trembling: "...... He...... What do you want to do? ”

Tianhao, who had experienced the era of civilization, was very familiar with this scene, although he didn't see much of it, and he was not familiar with Yingzhenquan, but he understood the helplessness and pain of a general at such a time.

Seeing that the enemy was in front of him, he could not lead the army to rush over. This is not the end of peace that both sides agree, 10, 20, 30 years...... The whites will come again, and by that time they will have with more advanced muskets, more powerful cannons, and even terrible weapons beyond the normal perception of the northern barbarians.

They are always at the forefront of science.

"He's going to do what he thinks is right." Coming to this strange era, in addition to the great master, Tianhao sighed, looking at a barbarian with respect for the first time: "He is a hero, a hero who belongs to this era." ”

Eagle Town all started running, and a strong wind blew across his face like a knife.

The white soldiers stationed in the fortress on the opposite side noticed something unusual, and the vigilantes blew their whistles, and dozens of people immediately gathered at the jagged battlements of the city wall in this direction. They were a little flustered———— it was surprising that the northern giants would not cross the dry valley before they attacked. These were the words of the officers when they were admonished, and they always had a look of sarcasm and pride on their faces, and they laughed at the big savage men as guts pigs.

The soldiers at the head of the city opened fire. Puffs of thick white smoke rose from the crowd, and several bullets with accurate heads hit the shield, which were immediately bounced away, and Eagle Town was unmoved, he rushed to the edge of the cliff at a speed never before in his life, jumped off without hesitation, stepped on the pre-planned rocks with his feet, jumped up and down the stones with amazing agility, and quickly rushed across the dry riverbed to the bottom of the opposite cliff.

This series of actions was dazzling, and the barbarian army, which had been dull for a long time, suddenly became a little restless. The soldiers with heavy shields spontaneously formed a formation to step forward, just to see more clearly.

Liao Qiu's whole person was controlled by excited emotions, he clenched his fists, and the muscles on his face were twisted because of ecstasy: "He passed!" He passed! I knew he could! ”

Tianhao's expression was as usual, but he was smiling bitterly in his heart.

Individual actions don't help the bigger picture. Even if Eagle Town can climb the tall outer wall of Kamui Fortress, the final outcome will be death. But it must be admitted that he inspired morale with his personal bravery.

"It's not just a hero, he will become the god of the Eagle Clan, and even the god worshiped by the entire Lock Dragon Pass...... New gods. Tianhao muttered, these words could only be heard by himself.

Eagle Town climbed the cliff on the opposite side and was immediately fired by dozens of muskets from top to bottom. More whites heard the news, and the attack positions in and around this direction were crowded. Hot lead bullets whistled in, piercing through his body, burrowing into his weakly protected thighs and arms, splattering blood and wounds in more than a dozen places. The shield has a limited protective area, making it difficult for the chain mail to maintain full defense against concentrated fire attacks. Eagle Zhenquan didn't seem to know what the pain was, he didn't say forgiveness, he didn't scream, he looked up to the sky and laughed, his hair scattered like a demon.

The northern barbarians hunt all year round, and it is not difficult to climb the wall along the brick cracks. However, Eagle Town felt that his body was very heavy, and a large amount of physical energy quickly disappeared with the outflow of blood. He gasped, barely raised the round shield to block his head, but he couldn't estimate the bullets fired obliquely from the left and right, the feeling of weakness permeated his whole body, the bullet entered the body and made a muffled sound of "fluttering", a stream of hot blood poured into his mouth along the throat, he wanted to swallow this sticky fishy substance, but he couldn't exert any strength, he could only clench his teeth, let the bright red liquid gush out from between his teeth, overflow from the corners of his mouth, and flow all over his body.

There was a white man's unbridled laughter overhead, and although he didn't understand the language, Eagle Zhenquan understood that the other party was laughing at him, nothing more than stupid words like that. He wanted to screw off the head of a white man, slit the throat with his saber, and let these white-skinned dwarves know what real killing was, but he couldn't do anything, and the scene in front of him became more and more blurred, and he could no longer stand still, and fell down with a bang.

The barbarian army on the other side of the cliff was solemn, and the shield-wielding warriors who had walked in front before retreated along the way they came. Their expressions were heavy, and some of them had tears in the corners of their eyes.

Hu Yong first looked at the other side with a complicated gaze, and Ying Zhenquan's corpse was as striking as a reef protruding from the sea. The white soldiers in the fortress were still shooting at him, with at least hundreds of bullets burrowing into his body.

Raising his right hand, he made a slow downward motion, and the adjutant, who understood his intentions, turned to give the soldier the order to retreat. Soon, the huge barbarian army turned in unison, and slowly moved towards the north with heavy and neat steps.

Liao Qiu looked up at the sky, swallowed his throat hard, sniffled vigorously, and blinked vigorously in a position that Tianhao couldn't see, using this method to force back the tears that overflowed his eyes.

"You're right, he's a hero...... A true hero. Liao Qiu's tone was extremely resolute, and the depths of his eyes were full of admiration and hatred at the same time. The former belonged to the commanders who died in battle, and the latter to the whites.

Tianhao took one last look at the tattered corpse in the distance, turned in silent silence, and walked towards the way he came.

There was a mirror in his heart.

It is impossible to win or lose simply by the wheel of the dead, this is probably the last war between the northern barbarians and the southern whites.

Next, there will be at least ten years of peace.

I can change that.

……

At the end of the war, there was no need for many soldiers at Suolong Pass, and the troops sent by the various tribes returned one after another.

Shi Zhenghao had very high requirements for the soldiers stationed in Guanguan, he selected 300 pigs, and all the rest were returned to Tianhao.

Suolong Pass has entered the stage of comprehensive repair, because of the proximity of its location, the Tiger Clan and the Lion Clan have sent a large number of sappers, all kinds of building materials are readily available, and the inside and outside of the pass are densely packed with people. There was no need for a large number of soldiers to be stationed under this kind of intelligence, and in line with the principle of balancing the strength of the various tribes, some of the people of each tribe were left. Anyway, there will be no more fighting in the short term, and there will be plenty of time to train them.

Calculating the time, the half-year garrison period has arrived.

Tianhao led his army out of Suolong Pass and headed for the Niu Clan's territory to the north.

Before leaving, he deliberately asked Hu Yongxian's permission to go to the mountains and forests northwest of the pass.

This is the hiding place of the Patronus.

In fact, the word "hidden" is not accurate, after this battle, the location of the heavy mecha is known to everyone.

The remaining energy was only enough to sustain it beyond the Plains of Death and back into the mountains it had set out for. The giant steel giant crouched between the two hills. It was a huge crater, through which the broken metal inner wall could be seen, and the whole was skewed more than thirty degrees, and the heavy mech squatting in it looked more like it was half-reclining. Because of the lack of energy, the interior space was narrowed by the earthquake, and a quarter of it was partially exposed.

When Tianhao came to the scene, the entire mountain col was full of barbarian sappers. They used a variety of tools to carry the dirt, starting at the very bottom, covering the huge heavy mechs little by little.

"It's the will of the Patronus, it's what makes us do it. It sleeps deep in the earth, and continues to guard the land. It is with us at all times. Praise the gods, praise the patron saints. ”

In the face of Tianhao's questioning, a priest who was commanding at the scene replied.

Looking at the product of the civilization era that was piled up from his shoulders and gradually formed a hill, Tianhao was silent for a long time and turned to leave.

He didn't know if it would work.

The Patronus may remain asleep forever, never to wake up again.

This battle cannot be defined by a simple "victory" or "defeat".

In total, 2,130,000 people were killed in the battle. This is the number that the barbarians came up with when they cleaned the battlefield and counted the heads. The actual losses must have been much greater, after all, the heads of the deceased such as trampling, crushing, tearing, fragments, etc., were not counted. This is the habit of the northern barbarians: only a complete human head can be counted as a battle merit, and the stump hands and feet are only a part of the body, even if a human head is cut in half and put back together, at most it can only prove that you are strong, but it cannot be regarded as a trophy.

The whole plain of death was littered with white corpses, and the savages, who had always been thrifty, became picky at this time. They set up a special disposal site in an open area about three miles away from Suolong Pass, and used long knives to cut open the bodies of the deceased, dig out the internal organs, and load the headless torso onto a cart and transport it back to the pass to wash it with water...... This process has been used for thousands of years, and they are familiar with all the links.

In contrast, the battle damage of more than 40,000 people on the barbarian side can be said to be extremely slight.

However, that's not how the accounts are calculated.

With the huge population base of white people in the South, more than two million people are just a drop in the bucket for them. Fifteen years, or even that long, they will be replenished, and their overall strength will be even stronger than they are now. Of course, this period of reproduction is also effective for barbarians, and people can multiply and erase their scars in numbers.

The key is in the patron saint.

Tianhao knew very well that this heavy mecha had been scrapped. Fifty years, a hundred years, or even longer...... Is it impossible to tell if it can still absorb energy, and if the internal mechanical function is intact? Taking a step back, even if its remaining functions could still accept the next summons and awaken from its slumber, it would probably be difficult to deal with the powerful white southerners.

Their level of technology has been steadily improving. The progress was slow, but methodical. Front-loading artillery will turn into rear-loading form, and solid steel shells will turn into explosive grenades and even armor-piercing shells. The evolution of arquebuses into flintlock muskets was short-lived, and the pointed conical bullet soon replaced the round bullet.

In the eyes of many people, Eagle Town is all a hero.

But in Tianhao's view, he is a person with a unique vision and can see the future. Countless confusions shrouded reality, Eagle Town struggled and struggled, but in the end it was useless, he fell into the abyss of pain, and could only be relieved in an extremely tragic way.

Why did the heavy mecha stop at the Kamui Fortress and refuse to advance an inch?

Is there another reason besides the lack of energy?

The war between the barbarians of the North and the whites of the South lasted for a thousand years, and the name of the "patron saint" speaks for itself. It was certainly not in this state in the previous attacks, and even if the weapon system was naturally worn out, it could still inflict huge casualties on the opponent by relying on its huge body.

It did not advance and did not help the northern barbarians to rule the world.

A computer program dictates that it can only go here?

Is there something in the south of the continent that scares it?

There are many questions, but Tianhao can't find the answers.

He had no interest in the control methods of the old mech. Even if you rack your brains to get the controller from Hu Yongxian and ask for the so-called "prayer spell", it is very likely that all you end up with is a pile of scrap metal.

Instead of wasting energy on a nihilistic sustenance that can only be used in at least fifty years and is not sure to work, it is better to move on to other aspects and do something down-to-earth.

The road ahead is for me to move forward alone.

……

The feeling of going home is exciting, neither the lion nor the tiger clan has intercepted, as long as the document issued by the tiger is presented, each checkpoint will be released.