There are so many examples of death in front of us that no one cares about the dignity of status. Sandwiched between the Warlords and the Barbarians, the white soldiers, who felt that they had no way to live, rushed forward and cut down the fierce knightly officers one after another, like a raging flood that broke through the gates, and rushed frantically between the various makeshift camps and bases.

The terrifying huge metal monster can't be killed at all, let alone knives and guns, and even large-caliber artillery can't do anything against it. In contrast, the Warlords are easier to deal with. The nobles are also people, and they are dead before and after anyway, so it is better to hack the nobles to death, so that they can regain a glimmer of life.

The Warlords moved closer to the position of Duke Calis, and the knights and servants quickly formed a formidable group. The battlefield punishment order has long since lost its effect, and the soldiers who have no will to fight have no intention of fighting have no intention of fighting with the warlords, as long as the other party gets out of the way. In this way, the duke and knights were like a reef desperately resisting the impact of the tide, but each of them knew very well that this state of affairs would not last long.

"My lord, let's go!" A servant tried to persuade him.

The ear hears the dissuasion, but the brain controls the body to remain unmoved.

When nervous and fearful, the human mind becomes especially active.

Calis remembered his childhood, and he has been trained ever since. His father was a stern man, and he taught himself how to recognize the clouds and judge the weather, how to judge the wind by the touch of his skin, how to find and collect usable water in dry places, and even to drink the blood of livestock and eat raw meat...... These brutal trainings had only one purpose: to defeat the giants of the north and completely conquer the world north of Suolong Pass.

Many family ancestors died in front of the Suolong Pass, and others only saw the glory and prominence of the title of "Duke", but they did not know that this was the result of the efforts and lives of countless people in the entire family. Before his father died, Calis knelt down at his sickbed and vowed ———— he would break down the walls and turn all the northern giants into slaves during his lifetime.

Of course, family obsession is part of the reason, and more importantly, it is because of interests.

Giants are very valuable, especially after training, fade some wild nature, can understand the royal Chinese language, they will become a good personal guard, but also the top luxury to show the status of nobility. Whether it is captured, domesticated, or fed, it is a large expense, and it is a true symbol of wealth and power.

There is a big difference between the north and south of the continent, especially the animal breeds. Take the barbarian cavalry as an example, which has been fighting all year round, and the kingdom coalition army has captured some barbarian war horses. From kings to commoners, they were shocked by the fact that this beast, which was not much different from ordinary horses, but was several times larger than that. The strength of the cavalry comes from horses, but these giant war horses are very picky about their habits and food, not that they refuse to eat northern forage, but that their stomachs cannot adapt to the black beans and hay north of Suolong Pass, as well as various fodders. Northern war horses usually survive for half a year in the south, but there are special cases of more than two years. But those "old" war horses are seriously degraded, and they can't talk about any reproductive ability at all.

There are gems in the north. Emeralds, diamonds, agate, pearls...... These descriptions of wealth are derived from a parchment journal that dates back more than a thousand years. It is said that at that time there were a few white adventurers who bought a boat and secretly sailed north along the coast to avoid the surveillance of the Maritime Patrol. They didn't go deep into the wild continent, but only traveled along the coast, recording all kinds of things they saw. Despite this, they were intercepted by the barbarians, and the last three surviving men fled in a hurry, and when they returned to the southern continent, they contracted a strange disease. The ship sailed to the south, was intercepted by the Maritime Patrol, and brought to the harbor, where the Holy See arrived to isolate them. The three guys are said to have paid a heavy price for their adventurous tastes and festered all over their bodies, one of them died on the fourth day after quarantine, and the other two were blind and had their teeth out. In their last days, they desperately prayed for forgiveness from the Holy Lord, and left behind the relevant materials through dictation, which, together with the journals of the previous ships, together with the logs of the previous ships, formed the "Wanderings in the North".

The Northern Continent is a land of danger of death, but in the face of glittering jewels, it is nothing.

In fact, the Holy See has long been opposed to sending troops, and successive popes have declared that "the north is dangerous" and "it is not suitable for us to live". Therefore, the scale of the battle between the alliance forces of the kingdom and the northern barbarians was not very large, and basically maintained a low-intensity war mode of attacking each other and strictly defending the defensive line.

Four years ago, the Holy See changed its attitude and gave a lot of support to the main battle faction, Calis.

Another important reason is land. Although the southern part of the continent is vast, and the major kingdoms have sent fleets to find the new continent, on the whole, in terms of the speed of development and the management of the royal power, the overseas territories are not as fast as the new regions of the bordering continent.

Kill all the giants, and the land will be ours.

This was the consensus of all the kings and the Holy See.

“…… I didn't lose, we ...... I still have a chance. Calis burst into tears, and he let out a desperate roar of reluctance, his eyes red.

Maybe there won't be such an opportunity in the future.

The military expenses for this dispatch were astronomical, and although Migaal's No. 44 Elixir was cheap, the actual consumption was astonishingly large. The king and the Holy See have emptied their pockets for this, and now they have been completely crushed by the legendary steel monster for their easy victory.

Both the Five Kingdoms and the Holy See have accounts of this steel troll.

The Dragon Pass is not an eternal obstacle, since it was built with human power, it can be destroyed by the same human power. The eleventh year of the Kingdom calendar, the sixty-third year of the Holy Religious Calendar, the 139th year of the Poseidon calendar, and the 226th year of the Holy King Calendar...... Regardless of the calendar of any kingdom, the Iron Behemoth will appear, and each appearance is the most dangerous critical moment in the battle situation of the northern barbarians. It held out the white attackers with its mountain-like body and fire, kept the northern part of the continent safe, and gave the barbarians a respite again and again.

From weak to strong, the northern barbarians thrived under the protection of the guardian spirit, and built a strong line of defense, Suolong Pass.

In the face of the Iron Monster, any known weapon is useless.

It appears on a regular cycle, usually fifty years.

Or it should be said that the time interval between the two occurrences will not be less than fifty years.

Each of its comings brings fire and death, explosions and shattering. As long as it exists, the Dragon Pass will always be an impregnable defense, hence the name "Patron Saint".

There is even a proverb in the Southern Kingdom: If you meet the steel monster of the Northern Giant twice in a hundred years, bad luck will haunt your children and grandchildren forever, never ending.

As science progresses, more and more people become suspicious of the steel behemoth. They believed that they were not gods at all, but weapons of war made by the giants of the north, like mechanical creations that operated by gears and bearings.

Speculation is doomed to be pointless. They racked their brains and couldn't come up with anything to fight it.

Calis is a pro-war faction, but he also fears the Iron Behemoth. He knew very well that as long as this thing existed, the Kingdom Alliance would never be able to break the Dragon Lock.

Six years ago, he met Father Thornson.

It was an old man who liked wine, and it was said that he was a member of the Higher Research Department of the Holy See, and because of an experiment that violated the majesty of the Holy Lord, he was hunted down by the Inquisition, and was forced to flee the Holy City and take refuge in the Kingdom of the Rhine. Father Thornon was an old friend of Calis's father, and for the sake of his past feelings, Calis was willing to help, but asked Father Thornon to have to surgically change his appearance, and never talked about research again.

He agreed, and lived out his old age in the castle of Calis.

In return, Father Thorsen told Calis a secret ———— the definition of the Iron Behemoth within the Holy See as a "weapon", according to the perennial observation and calculations of the relevant research departments, the Iron Behemoth is likely to have reached the limit of use, it should not be able to hold on, if it appears on the battlefield again, if not the last power, at least it will run out of oil and lamps, and it will be dying.

According to the documents treasured by the Holy See, the last time the Iron Behemoth appeared was sixteen years ago.

Calis was a strict man, and he combined all the information and finally decided to persuade the kingdoms to send troops together.

In the distance, a large group of barbarian infantry was chasing, and the part that broke out of the lock dragon pass had exceeded 100,000, and the follow-up was still in a steady stream.

The tears on his face had long since dried, and the firm belief in Calis's heart collapsed with a tremor in his body. The approaching steel beast added to his fear and awe, and he tugged at his hair and let out a painful voice: "...... Let's go...... We retreat ......"

……

Tianhao led the infantry brigade to catch up with the heavy mech.

As many as tens of thousands of savages pass under its crotch, slowing down and looking at their patronus with reverence and curiosity.

Walking closer, Tianhao saw that its shoulders were covered with moss, and more traces of time were covered in the surface of its body. It's reminiscent of the machinery and equipment in an abandoned factory, old bicycles piled up in the corners of the carport that haven't been covered with dust for years, and abandoned vehicles with mottled paint......

There was a sour bitterness in Tianhao's eyes———— I was the only one who understood the meaning of these words.

It stood with its feet apart, its massive cylindrical head staring straight ahead. Large chunks of human flesh are stuck to the metal soles of the feet, and the surrounding soil is soaked in blood, giving it a scalp-tingling sauce.

The humanoid weapon didn't continue to pursue, and at a close distance, Tianhao heard a dull metal friction coming from its body. It was supposed to be the internal machinery running, slowly, like an elderly asthma patient breathing, heavy and difficult, worrying that it could be interrupted at any time.

There is a gray square on its right chest. With his enhanced vision, Tianhao saw that there were red numbers flashing there.

0.47 percent.

He quickly searched the depths of his mind for information about the heavy mech, and quickly determined that it was the weapon's external platform. Normally, there would have been an armor dust shield there, but now the cover is missing, and the numbers that should have been opened to see are exposed, and the display is stained with large stains, as for the red numbers...... Represents the remaining energy inside the mecha.

In an instant, Tianhao suddenly understood all kinds of legends about the guardian spirit.

The great gods must hear the most devout prayers before they come.

It does not respond to prayers casually, usually in a fifty-year cycle.

It will only appear when the Lockdragon Pass is at its most dangerous, repelling the whites and giving us hope.

"It must have enough time to absorb energy...... "Tian Hao let out a soft sigh that only he understood the meaning.

With less than one percent of the energy remaining, it's no wonder that this ancient weapon no longer moves forward and no longer releases a ray cannon. It is indeed in its final moments, and the remaining energy may only last for its final return.

Speaking of where it is hiding, it is impossible to have a complete workshop there, otherwise it would have been completely restored, not in the dilapidated way it is now. It is also impossible to have a full-fledged base there, otherwise a new Patronus will replace it. At best, it is only an energy storage chamber, or even a geothermal absorption unit, and it is severely aged and inefficient. Up to 50 years of energy storage...... That's telling.

"The Patronus is with us." Tianhao bent down to tear the torn clothes from a white corpse, wiped the blood from the long knife, looked straight ahead, and issued a fierce order: "Now, it's our turn." ”

It is simply a machine, executing commands entered from the age of civilization. It is undeniable that it does show signs of intelligence, otherwise it would not be possible to change the fixation program to something like "protect the lock". It is the recognized hero of all barbarian tribes, and the last resort in the face of danger and death.

However, Tianhao knew very well that this was most likely the last attack of the heavy mecha.

Even if the residual energy could sustain it back into hiding, the tattered body would not be able to reawaken with the sound of prayer fifty years later. Time can destroy everything, and even the "old mama" of the times can't resist.

The whites are now more powerful than they were in the past, and not only do they have a huge number of artillery, but they have also developed the terrible Michael Forty-Four Elixir. They were indeed no match for the Patronus, but neither the whites nor the barbarians knew that this was probably the final battle of the heavy mechs.

Although there is no evidence, Tianhao can roughly guess the meaning of the existence of Suolong Pass. This is supposed to be a radiation isolation line, the north has a higher radiation concentration than the south, coupled with the different standards of human genetic modification in the era of civilization, resulting in a huge difference in species between the north and the south. Probably because of climate or crustal changes, radiation dissipates earlier in the south of the continent than in the north.

Advantages in height and physique will eventually disappear with technological advances. If he does not wake up in this era, the northern barbarians will be exterminated in a few decades.

At that point, there will be no patron saints left. In the words of Elizabeth and Bonnard: All to the Lord.