In the face of the ironclad tiger that pounced, the Valkyrie mecha backhand was two high-explosive shells.

"Knock knock!"

The two barrels mounted on his left arm slammed backwards one after another, and two fires exploded on the Iron Tiger.

Taking advantage of the Iron Tiger's frustration, Baron Prade manipulated the Valkyrie and pulled out the two-handed greatsword used by the mecha from behind.

Immediately afterward, Baron Prade closed his eyes and concentrated. Countless starsand escaped from the surface of the body, and the entire cockpit was filled with a clear blue light. Xingsha flowed down the pipeline to the mech's arm, spiraling up the hilt of the sword.

Gradually, the broad blade was dyed with a faint blue light.

Psionic weapons!

Instills the spiritual energy in the body into the weapon, greatly increasing the lethality.

The damage dealt by the high-explosive shell only frustrated the Iron Tiger for a few seconds. It shook its head like a big iron bump, recovered from its vertigo, and the violent aura in its eyes was even stronger Just now, it roared and pounced on the Valkyrie mecha.

Baron Prade stared at the Iron Tiger intently, the brain waves were transformed into electrical signals by controlling the headband and fed into the built-in computer of the mecha, and the Valkyrie made corresponding movements, stepped away from the mechanical legs, strode forward, and swept the great sword over.

"Bell!"

The blade of the sword and the iron armor collided together, and a hole was cut directly. The ironclad tiger also pounced in front of the mecha, and the tiger's paws slapped over.

Mechs are not as agile as humans, and can only be carried by their shoulders. I heard a loud bang, and the whole mecha skewed. The tiger's claws slashed at the steel plate, and after a tooth-aching screech, it left five terrifyingly shaped claw marks.

On the other side, seven or eight assault soldiers held alloy shields, forming a shield array, wrestling with an ironclad tiger.

"Its weakness is in the head!"

Through the scanning of the psionic detector, Sean found that most of the energy threads were concentrated on the emerald on the ironclad tiger's forehead. It can be concluded that there is a gateway for the host to transmit energy and control the spirits.

He drew his sword and was about to step forward, but without warning flew backwards.

When he was about to roll down the hillside, he grabbed a protruding laterite rock with one hand, which was enough to stabilize his body.

"Peter, sniper!"

Sean's chest was scorched black, and the impact was a Red Lotus sniper bullet. Luckily, he had the dual protection of psionic armor and alloy armor, so the bullet didn't penetrate.

"I don't know where they are, there are too many!"

Peter hid behind cover and shouted at his brother. The reflection of the lenses constantly flashed on the opposite mountain, and the number of snipers was desperately large.

As soon as Sean got up, there was another scream of cannonballs above his head, and he immediately fell to the side.

"Boom!"

The shells exploded into a splash of mud and rock, and the huge impact overturned several assault soldiers. A gap appeared in the shield array, and the ironclad tiger immediately pounced on it, biting down on the shoulder of one of the assault soldiers.

"Click!"

The massive bite force first crushed the psionic armor, and the power was transferred to the armor, then the shoulder blades. The sand splattered, the blood flowed, and the assault soldier let out a terrible scream.

On the top of the mountain, the flames were flying, the cannonballs kept falling, and the soldiers were blown up as soon as they were assembled, and they could not use the strength of the group to fight against the powerful individual spirits.

On the higher hills in the distance, sniper rifles continue to harvest lives.

At this moment, the mountain is like a pot of boiling oil, and the soldiers of the attacking side are like dumplings in a pot of oil, fried up and down.

This is the defensive tactic of the Principality of Chiyan, called "Shichiyama".

As the name suggests, it is to use the complex terrain of the Chiyan Mountains to form seven iron-blooded defense lines. The capture of the first hill was only the beginning. At least three hills ahead, the fire will be concentrated here.

Capture the next hill and expose you to more hill fire.

The Seven Mountains are a defensive system layer after layer. In the history of the Red Civil War, there were three kingdoms of Red Dragon, River Sparrow, and Black Feather who jointly attacked Chiyan. Attacking from three directions at the same time, they failed to break through Shichiyama. Later, it was by besieging the Chiyan Mountains for six years, until the granary of Chiyan was eaten clean, that the lord of Chiyan was forced to compromise.

Its defense capability is so strong that it is the best among the countries of the Ambergris River.

On a mountain road hundreds of meters from here, corpses were piled up in a narrow passage, and they could only move forward by stepping on the bodies of their companions.

A massive steel golem crawled out of the spatial rift, and climbed up the slopes on both sides of the mountain road with his hands and feet.

Bullets struck it and rained everywhere, and rockets exploded on it every few seconds. It was sluggish, and the soldiers huddled behind it, using its massive body as cover.

Faced with the massive steel puppets, the defenders kept retreating.

Siege Spirit!

Large and powerful, a large Imperial Spirit capable of providing cover for friendly forces and disrupting enemy lines.

Halfway up the mountain, a giant golem fell through a spatial crack at the top of the mountain. It was covered in rocks, and hot lava flowed from the crevices, dripping from the ground with sulfur-smelling white smoke. It walked heavily, slowly but surely crawling towards the steel golem.

The Lava Giant is also a type of siege spirit.

Soon the two big heads collided together, and in an instant the mountain shook, and the gravel and dirt rolled down from the top of the mountain.

They let out a dull roar, slowly raising their fists and slamming them down on each other.

The steel golem punched past, and the surface of the rock cracked like a spider's web. The lava golem punches back, and the dented parts of the iron sheet jump.

The soldiers on both sides fought to the death at the feet of the giants, and were trampled into meat sauce if they were not careful.

The brutal war continued, and the soldiers on the Red Dragon's side were attrition at a breakneck pace.

When they felt that they couldn't hold on, a large number of floatboats flew out of the clouds.

"The Air Force has arrived!" "them!"

But the speed of the float boat is too slow, and even if the propeller is driven to the maximum, it still looks like a turtle swimming in the sky.

Finally, the enemy front came into range of the floatboats. In an instant, countless machine cannons rang out, whipping the enemy's hill like a crimson chain.

However, this also means that they are also within enemy range.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

A large fire erupted on the hill, and a large number of rockets flew towards the floatboat. The moment of the explosion, it was like a rotten firework. The hit float boat burned, disintegrating little by little, falling to pieces, and finally falling to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a large group of huge vultures flew out of the mountain, like a black cloud, flying on the floating boat, frantically biting and biting.

Flying Spirit!

The powerhouses on the Red Dragon's side soon sent a large number of pterosaurs to fly into the sky to fight the vultures.

However, the Air Force was short-lived, and soon drowned in the endless laterite rocks.

"Father, we can't stand it!" "Evacuate!"

The two brothers shouted at their father, who was piloting the mech. More than an hour has passed since the fighting, and the soldiers in the town of Prader have been reduced by nearly a third.

"Whoever dares to withdraw his troops without permission, I will execute him immediately!"

The captain of the gendarmerie pointed his pistol at the back of Peter's head, and several other gendarmes also pointed their assault rifles at their own people.

The two brothers had already killed their blood, and they were pointed at by their own guns, and their hearts became more and more violent.

"You dare to shoot!"

"I repeat, whoever dares to retreat without authorization will be dealt with by military law!" The gendarmerie captain gritted his teeth, his fingers clenching the trigger.

The conflict was on the verge of breaking out, but the voice of Baron Prader was heard.

"They're still young, don't worry about them......"

"You two, fight the enemy with all your might!"

"Don't talk about the retreat again!"

"Yes!"

The battle continued until the evening. Perhaps they were tired of fighting, or they were short of ammunition, and the two sides died down, as if they had agreed, and did not go to war again.

At sunset, the corpses were everywhere on the top of the mountain, and the soldiers leaned on the corpses of their comrades, quietly eating their rations or resting with their eyes closed. They had to hurry to regain their strength, because no one knew when the next battle would be, maybe the next second.

The two Prader brothers hid behind the laterite rocks, and Peter munched on compressed biscuits, crumbs falling out of his mouth.

"Eat ...... slowly," Sean rolled up his sleeves and wiped the dust from his brother's face.

As he ate, Peter began to weep, and two lines of tears washed the ashes out of his face in two white lines. Among those dead bodies were his brothers, his friends.

On the first day alone, the Prade Town team was reduced by more than half.

Several gendarmes huddled together and ate fast food in the form of toothpaste. Compared to the other soldiers, they are very unsociable, as if they are a group of people who exist independently.

"Have some beer."

Baron Prade carried a few bottles of beer and distributed them to the gendarmes.

"They are still young and have not experienced war, so don't take it to heart." Baron Prad said to the captain of the gendarmerie.

The captain of the gendarmerie hesitated, took the beer, and handed it to his colleague.

It's all a man in the trenches, maybe they'll die together tomorrow, and what's the overnight feud?

Gradually, it got dark.

The stars are lit up like diamonds dotted on black yarn, which is beautiful.

However, the serene and beautiful picture was soon destroyed by the screech of cannonballs.

"This group of Chiyan pigs, haven't you fought enough all day!" "What a fuck!" "Get a gun, fuck it!"

Just as the Chiyan Mountains were in full swing, hundreds of kilometers away, outside Farrington, a large group of displaced people were gathering over.

Under the cover of night, they quietly approached. They were all wearing tattered cloaks, but there were some strange bumps in the cloaks, perhaps hiding something unsightly.

"Stop!"

"There is a curfew now, and you are not allowed to enter the city at night!"

"Don't get closer, if you get closer, we'll be killed!"

Suddenly, all the "outcasts" lifted their cloaks, revealing the swords beneath the cloaks.

There is a saying among the red people that the weak use guns, and the strong use knives.

In an instant, the sword light and sword shadow lit up the entire city.

The elites drawn from the armies of Silverclaw, Cold Ridge, and Black Spear entered Farringdon, and they were like bamboos, and they drove straight in. The local garrison was like papier-mâché in front of them, unable to form even a decent line of defense.

"Kill the castle and capture the adulterer and adulteress alive!"

The adulterer is naturally Fein Maris, the second prince of the red dragon, and the adulteress is Dongfang Xuanran, the fifth princess of Black Feather.