Name: Holy Cross 18 Style

Attributes: Holy, Scorching, Light, Steel

Class: Mechanized Troops, Imperial Army

Power: Steam high-cylinder fire element furnace type two

Primary Armament: 110mm Holy Light Energy Cannon

Development time: 15-18 years of the Holy Light Cross calendar

Combat full weight: 43.34 tons

Maximum speed: 72.6 km/h

Drivers: 3 (dwarfs only)

First use of the campaign: 21 years of the Holy Light Cross calendar, Silvermoon City Raid

Excerpt from Army of Light magazine

Holy Light Cross Calendar 1200 No. 87

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"Boom!"

The muzzle roar of the steam Holy Cross tank was deafening.

An oval-shaped fluid light energy cannonball erupted from the barrel of the cannon, turning into a conspicuous golden streamer in mid-air at an ultra-high speed of several times the speed of sound, and brutally slammed into the ground several kilometers away.

The dazzling brilliant holy light purified the undead within a radius of 100 meters into ashes in an instant.

"Squeak!" "Squeak!"

The front armor was filled with a glowing golden glow of glory, and three dwarfs more slender than the dwarves, piloted by steel behemoths, crushed groups of fearless charging cannon fodder minions in the characteristic sound of the tracks turning.

"Yahwa bless, hahaha!"

"Captain Tyrion, I hit another 1227 skeletons!"

A dwarf gunner, slender more slender than the dwarf and wearing goggles, saw that the combat merit calculator next to the sight had been raised by a small section, and said to the commander sitting below him with great joy.

For this dwarf, the last of the Old Alliance races to join the empire under the persuasion of the dwarves, it seems that even in the heat of battle, they cannot destroy their peculiar, optimistic and cheerful nature.

"Gunner Kormo, don't attack those scum with our sacred fire!"

"These ordinary undead, let's just run over them!"

Captain Tyrion, with a conspicuous sergeant's cross on his chest, was concentrating on driving the steel behemoth, and continued without looking back.

"Lookout Mario, take a look at the big guys around?"

"Yes! Conductor. ”

"Three quarters of the left wheel track, 2.7 kilometers with a high-level abomination!"

Standing at the top of the cabin, the red-haired gnome in front of the lookout glass quickly received a message.

However, the big guy he found was a little too big, and with the strength of this tank, he really couldn't eat it!

"High-level abomination?"

"Damn, the silver-tiered high-level undead creatures aren't something we can fight against, Colmore, fire the Holy Light Cannonball to stop it from advancing."

"Mario is driving the vehicle for me, and I need to use the Commander's Crest to contact the Pegasus troops in the air and apply for long-range Holy Light Strike support!"

The face of the Captain Tyrion of the dwarf clan changed, and his small and slender body flexibly shrank out of the driver's seat, allowing the lookout Mario to temporarily take his place, and then sat cross-legged under the car, put the Holy Cross badge on his chest on his eyebrows, closed his eyes and meditated, and connected with the peak in the sea of consciousness······

On the other side, the high-level undead also discovered this steel beast full of light.

A dazzling bolt of holy light energy shot from the muzzle of the steam tank, violently bursting with brilliant and dazzling holy light.

Nearly 5 meters tall, the massive abomination of corpse fragments, with its right arm held high, guarding its own head that was almost retracted into the rotting corpse at the shoulder.

"Zizizi!"

The dense energy of death, mixed with disgusting pus, spewed out from the crack in his right arm under the control of abomination, and clashed violently with the bursting holy light in his face, making the same sound as when sulfuric acid corroded objects.

"The Lich King is on top!"

"This kind of attack can't help Akto!"

Probably because his IQ was too low, he was not taken by the Lich King Neozu to protect him, and the giant abomination named Actor slowly advanced towards the place where the tank was while resisting the incessant fire of the Holy Light cannonballs.

Although each of these successive Holy Light cannonballs bombarded on its arm was enough to destroy thousands of ordinary cannon fodder undead below the official rank in an instant, it could only slow down the pace of the silver-level Abomination Akto's charge, and could not cause any substantial damage to it.

After a dozen or so rounds of continuous shelling of the Holy Light, the steam tank seemed to give up its struggle and stopped attacking.

"What? Is the Light running out? ”

"Next, let Actor send you to the Lich King!"

Seeing that the attack stopped, the abomination with a low IQ put down his right hand protecting his head, pulled out a huge tree branch that had been broken off on his side, and writhed his huge body, like a rotten mountain of flesh in hell, brutally crushing the low-level undead skeletons that swarmed around, and rushed towards the place where the steam tank was······

To outsiders, the steam tank, which had stopped firing, was already doomed, but the development of events was always different from what people imagined.

"The 12th Wing of the Pegasus took your request."

"The Over-the-horizon Legion's Holy Light Spell 'High-Rank Heavenly Light' has locked on to the target you submitted."

"Strike countdown, 10, 9, 8 ······"

With the voice in the consciousness of Captain Tyrion, who closed his eyes in meditation in the cabin, the little dwarf opened his eyes suddenly, and a huge and eye-catching holy beam in the sky, from the distant and invisible high air behind him, I don't know how many flying undead birds were purified along the way, and then, bombarded the ground in front of them.

The menacing high-level abomination didn't seem to have reacted yet, it didn't have time to dodge this sudden and powerful attack, and its entire body was instantly enveloped by that beam of light.

"Nope! Lich King, save Ake······"

There was only a cry for help that had not yet had time to finish, and after the "High Heavenly Light" descended, thousands of square kilometers of undead were cleared of the forest floor, echoing in a low voice.

"Captain, Abomination has been destroyed!"

"However, there is an official rank Death Knight, who rushed to the rear at the moment of the ceasefire just now, are we in pursuit?"

In the cabin, the voice of the gunner Kormo woke up Tyrion who was still in the aftermath of the long-range strike, although they had seen this powerful and vast divine strike several times in the Imperial military exercises, but it was the first time they had seen this kind of real strike on the battlefield.

"No, the official rank of Death Knight, give it to our comrades behind us!"

After hating death, the pace of the battle was back on track, and Tyrion, who came back to his senses and returned to the driver's seat, said loudly.

"For the sake of Divine Yahweh, keep going!"

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"Arm steady!"

"Keep your pace in check!"

Repath, the second lieutenant of the Legion of Light, gave a loud order to his subordinates, and at the same time, the boiling Judgment Flame in his body was divided into a tenth of his will and poured into the special officer war gun in his hand.

In an instant, the tip of the special war spear made by the Holy Warrior of the Church, a dazzling light that was ten times more powerful than an ordinary war spear suddenly lit up.

"Poof!"

It was a scorching divine beam of light that rubbed against the air after firing from the Light spear in the hands of Second Lieutenant Repas of the Legion of Light.

The beam, the size of a baby's fist, slammed into the chest of a full-fledged Death Knight who had just been lucky enough to dodge the attack of a steam tank.

This heavily armored knight-shaped undead monster that could only be eliminated after dozens of rounds of contact with him more than ten years ago, only resisted for such a few seconds now, and was pierced through the undead energy shield on the surface of his body by the divine power in the concentrated chest beam, destroying the undead fire in his body.

At the same time, at the feet of the death knight, the skeleton war horse that had stalled due to the death of its master also received hundreds of attacks from Lieutenant Repas's subordinates.

The second-level divine beams fired by the third-generation light spears operated by hundreds of ordinary warriors of the Holy Araso Empire were far smaller than the secondary divine beams attacked by the bronze official priests, although in the eyes of those Scourge Legion silver-level undead higher-ups, it was so weak and ridiculous.

However, these attacks are enough to quickly destroy the most terrifying and feared of the undead natural disasters, the huge wave of undead composed of cannon fodder undead.

Even though the Death Knight Skeleton Horse seemed to be tall, and the undead energy inside was an elite among ordinary undead creatures, the undead shield on the surface of the body only resisted the blows of 3 or 4 beams, and then was overwhelmed by more divine beams, and was instantly completely purified into a pile of bone powder and floated down on the battlefield.

"Very well, my brothers, keep going!"

Second Lieutenant Repas, who had dealt with a small and small blocker, was very satisfied with the cooperation of his subordinates.

"Don't stop you, for the sake of Divine Yahweh, keep going!"

As a junior paladin officer who had not long been unified into the empire and was a former Lordaeron kingdom in Talung County, he still habitually shouted orders in a loud voice.

"For the sake of Divine Yahweh, yes, sir!"

The hundreds of warriors behind him agreed in unison.

With the blessing of the aura of divine blessings under their feet and the surrounding realm of light, these brave Imperial soldiers destroyed countless enemies along their path, and marched forward quickly······

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The Light Legion of the Holy Arathor Empire, from the exit of the hill, has been heading towards Silvermoon City for more than 1 hour.

But in this hour, those undead cannon fodder legions that seemed to be huge and seemingly endless did not stop the footsteps of these Yahweh warriors who were advancing at full speed for even a minute!

Relying on the steam tank in front of them, the small divine phalanx formed by every hundred people in the rear, and the hundreds of thousands, millions of divine beams that they launched all the time towards the heads of the undead in the outside world.

The warriors of the Legion of Light, led by the Church and the Empire's higher-ups, were like hot knives cutting butter, smoothly moving towards their destination, the ruins of Silvermoon City.

However, the main forces of the Scourge that have been withdrawn from the island of Quel'Salas have converged on Silvermoon City under the leadership of the Lich King Neozu.

Therefore, it is foreseeable that now the smooth march of the Legion of Light is coming to an end!

A truly grueling decisive battle is about to be there, where the curtain will begin on the ruins of the High Elves after their demise······