goddess of revolution

Chapter 623 One, two, three, four, five, that's right, five pairs...

The sky was getting bright, outside the Castle of Light, leaning against the tall and thick walls, Rezlin felt a little at ease.But when his eyes fell on the neatly arranged puppets in front of him, his heart sank again.

Two hundred kobold armors, four hundred knowledgeable and pious kobolds are waiting for the order to attack.

Under his careful training, these kobolds have become veterans on the battlefield.He also spent all the rewards given to him by the Marquis of Atlas to equip all kobolds with a full set of mithril armor.But guns don't have eyes, and Mithril armor was considered a good protection tool in the old era, but in the new era, it can also block fragments and stray bullets, which is only a little better than psychological comfort.

His little army, which has spent endless effort and betted with enthusiasm, will soon be consumed as cannon fodder of a little value in this war that is destined to miss the victory.

The God of Creation absolutely loves his creations...

Thinking of this, Razlin reminded the kobolds again like an old woman with a broken mouth.Take out three percent of your strength and show great bravery, and the remaining seven percent of your strength is ready to escape at any time.

"Guga, this is a battlefield, sacrifices are inevitable."

Seeing the kobold leader sniffling, Rezlin reassured that the little guy was getting more and more emotional.

"Teacher, I'm so happy," Guga said, "Our prayers have been answered by the goddess, and the compatriots who died in battle will definitely be accepted into the kingdom of God by the goddess."

Raizlin was silent. After the kobold had learned five lectures and four beauties, he still couldn't sense the goddess. He gritted his teeth and taught the kobold the word "death" in the "Crimson God's Tome".

This doctrine is about the equality of all spirits. He changed it and changed it into an advanced course of "Kobold God's Code", telling the Kobolds that as long as they have souls, faith and do not eat their own kind, they will be just like dragons and humans. Creatures such as dwarves, half-elves, halflings, dwarves, orcs, and lizardmen are equal.

This doctrine made the kobolds study the tome more enthusiastically and worship the goddess more devoutly, and then they actually got answers in their prayers!
But Razlin always felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the reply that the kobold relayed.

"Your message has been recorded, I will reply in due time, please do not repeat the call."

It's a bit like the artificial service of Fei Gong's communication network...

This made him both confused and uneasy, and faintly felt that he might have made a big mistake, but the kobold still hadn't obtained the red power, and he was a little unwilling.

Fortunately, the working group monitoring him has never interfered with him, and he also knew that it is impossible to hide this mess from them. Maybe they just let him experiment to see if the red lady can really develop among the kobolds. believer.

This is just one of the torments he faces, the other is now.Atlas highly appreciated his kobold armor, not only promoted to the commander of the brigade, but also promised to report to the Mad King after the battle and promote his title.

When the Iron Marquis with the triangular head said this, there were bats standing behind him. At that moment, he really felt that there were countless bats hanging on his back, ready to eat his flesh and blood.

When will the days of spies end?

Because of this, a third layer of suffering was extended.Kidina sent a message saying that she was doing well with the halfling and asked him to think about changing the thigh.Of course the thigh is either halfling or her.

There was a debate within the working group about whether to transfer him to Qidina.

Considering that Atlas is about to launch a general attack, and his resources and advantages are all on the kobolds, switching to other places may not be as convenient as it is now, so he gave up.

When Atlas is defeated, he needs to have a good talk with Helva the Rat. Rezlin really doesn't want to be a spy anymore.

Razlin had no doubts about Atlas' defeat. After all, even a spy like himself was squatting beside Atlas. Is there still a chance to fight this battle?
While distracted, Guga said again: "I'm still sad for those compatriots who died before. If I can be more patient with them, they should also be able to receive such glory. I committed a terrible crime."

"No, Guga, the Goddess will forgive you..."

Rezlin sighed deeply, and stretched out his hand to stroke the hair on the kobold's head, which felt quite good.

Outside the phalanx of two hundred kobold armors, there were hundreds of puppets in a mess. They were miscellaneous soldiers sent by other lords, and they were now under the command of Rezlin.This made him very relieved. In his eyes, these puppets were cannon fodder for the kobolds to block their knives.

The order to attack should be handed down soon, Rezlin rolled his eyes, thinking about how to maximize the value of these cannon fodder, when dull footsteps came from inside the castle, and the ground trembled slightly.

The kobold armor didn't react much yet, the puppets were a little confused, and the miscellaneous soldiers gathered further away let out a tidal wave of exclamations.The necks of those humans, half-elves, and halflings stretched out as if being pulled up by invisible hands.

The castle gate not far away spewed out large pieces of debris, and a giant who was almost as tall as the castle wall stepped out of the dust, causing Rezlin to subconsciously take a deep breath.

This is a huge golem, fifteen or sixteen meters high, with a thick body and sharp limbs, and the thick obsidian-like shell is covered with azure magic power circuits.The brilliance flickered faintly. As a magician, Rezlin could clearly sense the surging magic power circulating in the golem.

The head of the golem is covered with an ancient style helmet. Its face has only one scarlet eye bigger than a human head. It holds a shield in one hand and a mace in the other that is so thick that no one can hold it. Some magical devices with obviously incongruous styles should be magic amplifiers that only cast spells such as fireball.

The shape and style of the whole golem were reminiscent of Cyclops, and Razlin finally understood what was in the wagons that were constantly being brought into the Holy Light these days.

Strengthen the war golem, the trump card of Atlas, the Marquess of Iron.

It seems that the soul of the Cyclops is used as the core of the golem. This Atlas is really powerful.

Razlin was admiring, the golem plodding forward, its back exposed.Three hatches were opened from the back of the neck to the waist, and the crew stepped on the opened hatches, looking down at the miscellaneous soldiers with either high-spirited or disdainful eyes.

No wonder Atlas looked at him differently. Looking at the magic devices installed on the golems, he knew that Atlas had transformed these golems with the idea of ​​kobold armor.

Compared with the adamantine golem used by Atlas before, this kind of war golem is indeed much stronger, but if it only depends on one...

Before Razlin finished muttering in his heart, another golem walked out of the castle gate, expanding the gatehouse and gate that the previous golem smashed into a gap.

One after another, continuously, when the count reaches fifty, the vibrations in the Holy Light Castle are still dense and continuous.

The horn of attack sounded, and the sky flew over a large number of griffins, hippogryphs, wyverns and even harpies.

Razlin's face turned from white to green, from green to black.

This posture looks very bad...

There are tens of hundreds of such terrifying enhanced war golems alone, and now there are flying troops!
I am afraid that the owner of this spy is going to be ruined!

"Afraid?"

The sound of bats suddenly sounded, and Razlin shivered, and this was the time when he was really scared.

"Don't think too much, just do what you have to do."

The bat winked at him: "By the way, I would like to remind you, don't continue to nest in the Fort of Holy Light, the farther away the better."

Razlin instantly understood what was happening, and took another breath.

Looking at his kobold armor, and looking at the golems that were still coming out of the castle, Rezlin felt like ants were circling cats and mice. This is definitely not a battlefield that his kobold armor can blend in with.

………………

"Lieutenant, we should go!"

"Wait a minute, I'm not willing to retreat without firing a single shot!"

Between the hills covered by the military united frontier, there are criss-cross trenches and densely covered with bomb craters. A hexapod chariot covered with a camouflage net is quietly lurking, but the channel in the car is not so quiet.

"Second Lieutenant, are you going to drag us into confinement again?"

"Captain Uskal is not something everyone can learn. He sleeps as soon as he enters the small dark room, and he can sleep all day long!"

"The company commander's order is to be the rear, and to run without even seeing the enemy is called the air of the palace!"

"But the time is up! If you don't leave, you will disobey the order!"

"Stop rambling... here we come—!"

Following the shout of the captain Hessler, the other three members of the crew looked out through their own observation windows, and then exclaimed at the same time.

"What a big guy! Is it a war colossus?"

"It's 3000 meters away, how high does it have to be?"

"I have no experience. It is less than 20 meters high. This is called a colossus? The real colossus is [-] meters high, and even legends can't do it!"

"Platoon leader, fuck that motherfucker!"

Hessler leaned out of the turret, stared closely at the golem with his eagle glasses, swallowed his saliva and said, "Install the magic steel bullet, get ready, and hit it when you enter 2000 meters!"

After 3 minutes, the whole crew breathed a sigh of relief, and finally entered 2000 meters, then took a breath, and more golems appeared, dozens of them!

"Let's retreat quickly. Since the superior has let go of the front, it means that he knows that this guy cannot be defeated by us."

"Who knows if you haven't played before..."

"Griffin! Dragon! We only have one shot!"

"It's already time to aim, let's fire! That guy has at least one shortcoming, and that is that he is slow to death."

Hessler confirmed the shooting elements for the last time, held the trigger handle and fired.

The chariot shook slightly, and a circle of orange-red flames swayed from the muzzle, and then was drawn into a flame line by the fireball that came out of the gun, and disappeared instantly.

The fireball drew an arc at a speed clearly visible to the naked eye, and it took four to five seconds to land on the huge golem nearly 2000 meters away.

In the eagle glasses, a quadruple power fireball exploded at the waist of the golem, and Hessler said excitedly: "It hit——!"

The golem's pace paused, then started again, smashing away the fireworks without affecting its speed.There were only a few cracks in the part hit by the magic steel armor-piercing projectile, and the cracks gradually dissipated as the blue light of the magic power circuit flickered.

Seeing the golem raise its arm, Hessler yelled, "Go!"

The driver had already made preparations. As soon as he yelled, the pale golden light in his hand lit up, and the chariot moved forward. The six thick mechanical turtle legs supported the car body and reversed out of the crater, and ran backwards directly. , while running and drawing an arc.

In the distance in the sky, several harpies flew over, and a ball of fire landed on the original position of the chariot, blowing up a tall dust column.

"I didn't see it clearly, didn't I hit it?"

"It seems to be hit, but it's useless."

"That is to say, this shot is meaningless except to prove that we can only tickle that guy?"

The others yelled, but Hessler defended himself unwillingly: "That guy is too hard! Even the magic steel bullet core can't pierce it!"

He added: "Speaking of it, it's still a problem with the cannon. Our quadruple rate cannon is not good for this kind of hard shell!"

"Platoon leader, it's not that you always want to learn from Yuskal, so we can change our costumes."

"I heard that the cannon on it is different..."

"I still like our old tortoise. I heard that the new chariot has two walking modes, and it's so heavy."

The chariot retreated to the flat ground, whirled a drift and turned the front of the car, and rushed southward.At this time, not only the train crew channel was buzzing, but even the battalion channel was full of wow-wah, all scolding Hessler.

Hessler said thickly: "Failure is a successful mother. It's a good deal to exchange a mother for a day of confinement."

The harpies chased for a certain distance, but were chased away by machine guns. The chariot crossed a large wasteland, ran for more than ten kilometers, and stopped in front of a line of defense similar to breakwaters.

"Is it here to stop the enemy? There is not even a military united world? There are no dark bunkers and traps?"

Hessler muttered in confusion, and then his eyes were glued to a chariot that had just come out of the embankment.

The car body was square, with sharp edges and corners, and it was more than a circle larger than my own tank. The same square turret was placed in front of the car body, and the thick and long barrel protruded far from the car body.

This is not surprising, what is strange is that the two sides of the car body are not mechanical turtle legs, but two wide and thick steel belts.The belt rotated, making a creaking metal friction sound, dragging the chariot over the ground, leaving two very obvious marks.

The square-headed and square-brained chariot approached, and Hessler saw the side of the chariot. There were two small wheels suspended in the air one behind the other on the steel belt, and several large wheels were pressing on the ground.

He counted carefully, one, two, three, four, five...

That's right, five pairs of big, rough, heavy wheels.

The two vehicles were about to intersect, when the belt of the five-wheeled vehicle was fixed suddenly, the tank slid forward and stopped, and the officer who stuck out the turret greeted him: "Hessler! Why did you come here? Just now I almost took you as the target, if you become the first record of the new tank, then your name will go down in history."

"Captain Uskal!"

Hessler hurriedly saluted, and then asked curiously: "This is the new chariot? How do you use this... iron belt to walk?"

"It's too heavy, and it's too slow to use the mechanical legs." Yuskar spread his hands and said, "The point is not the belt, but the five pairs of wheels, isn't it?"

Hessler was very worried: "It will be troublesome if you encounter trenches and craters."

"Don't worry," Yuskar said with a smile, "I still have legs."

At this time, Hessler came back to his senses from the weird painting style of the new chariot, and said nervously: "The enemy has dispatched a huge golem, which is very difficult to deal with!"

"Understood," Yuskar said calmly, "We can see clearly..."

He leaned over and patted the dark gun barrel, full of confidence: "Our new gun is not vegetarian, so you can go back and squat in the small dark room and wait for our good news."

(End of this chapter)