Jason turned a deaf ear to the commotion in the square. His eyes were fixed on the huge falling prisms in the sky. Through the thick black smoke, he could clearly see six humanoid mechas tied to each prism. Those mechas were as black as iron, looming in the thick smoke. Jason drove his mental power to explore inside those mechas. This was not the first time that the Savages encountered these steel monsters made of metal. As early as when they conquered this vast star field, they had encountered them more than once. Pass. In front of the savage warriors who are proficient in the use of mental power, these mechas are simply vulnerable. Psychic power can directly attack the mecha warriors riding behind the protection of heavy armor. Only a very small number of secular spiritual power users with super mental power can do this, but for those who believe that power comes from the body, and Non-external barbarian warriors have it easy. However, when his mental power came into contact with the mechas, the confidence and contempt on Jason's face disappeared, and instead there was a look of disbelief - those mechas were empty, and there seemed to be no pilots. He once again used his mental power to explore another prism, but the result was still the same.
He subconsciously looked at his deputies, and he saw the same confusion on their faces. Several young people in charge of controlling the brain kept clicking on the screen, as if they wanted to find out what kind of enemy they were facing. As time passed bit by bit, Jason's heart slowly sank. As an experienced battle group leader, he knows that unknown enemies are often more terrifying.
At this time, Yang Haojun has not received any news about the ghost mecha, and naturally there will be no relevant records in the brain he provided to the battle group. In the Gesar underground base, when the ghost mecha showed its great power to the world for the first time, he had already left Gesar, and the temple did not mention to him the massacre that occurred in the underground base. In fact, even the senior leaders of the League of Gods were not clear about the specific situation that occurred in the Gesar underground base. The final energy storm destroyed all traces. They always believed that the amazingly powerful mecha armed force in the underground base was the God of War regiment under Yi Lexiang. This misunderstanding lasted for a long time due to Yi Lexiang's deliberate concealment, and the barbarians suffered huge losses as a result.
Soon the huge prisms carrying the mechas crashed to the ground. When they were about 300 to 500 meters away from the ground, the tails of the prisms sprayed flames and landed steadily after braking several times. Even so, it still made a deafening noise when it hit the ground, raising a cloud of dust, and the bottom of the prism penetrated deeply into the ground. Under such an impact, even Jason could not ensure that he was intact even when he was not wearing the armor. This seemed to prove that his previous perception was correct. There was no one in those mechas.
However, what surprised him was that before the dust dispersed, the mechas swayed away from the prism and quickly gathered into square formations to surround them. The crowd in the square let out a low cheer. After a period of being kept like livestock, the sight of human mechas undoubtedly gave them a glimmer of hope in their almost desperate hearts. These cheers couldn't help but make Jason's already anxious and irritable mood even worse.
The heavy and neat sound of the mecha's footsteps was like the sound of war drums, and they slowly approached with the shocking sound of footsteps. Jason had never been as confused as he was at this moment. He looked around, and the overflowing spiritual power reflected everything around him. There was no one in those black-as-iron mechas, but they moved freely like living creatures. The Head of Steel The red electronic eyes flashed endlessly, and the space was filled with a depressing atmosphere. He didn't know much about the secular world shaped by science, but one thing was self-evident. It was impossible for any machine to produce an aura that would make senseless barbaric warriors palpitate.
In terms of numbers, there seems to be almost the same difference between the two sides, but compared to the wild warriors, those mechas that are several meters high are obviously more imposing. However, strength sometimes does not depend on body size. If faced with the mechas they had encountered before, Jason could kill them all by himself. But this time he didn't have such confidence. Not only him, he could also feel the uneasiness in the hearts of his subordinates. He took a long breath, raised the fiery red sword in his hand high, and let out the unique whistling sound of the barbarians before attacking. No matter what the monsters appeared in front of him at this time, he only believed in the fighting spirit on him. Armor and sword in hand.
Viewed from a high altitude, the red color in the center suddenly spread outwards, sputtering like a drop of blood falling to the ground. Soon the red and black were entangled together, churning and surging.
The Shenmen people in the square watched the battle happening around them in horror. This battle was very different from what they had seen in the movies, and it was even further away from the real battle they had seen with their own eyes. This strange and huge contrast made them stunned, and they even temporarily forgot the fear in their hearts.
A machine that was supposed to be bulky and powerful?, beating lightly on the earth like ghosts, their movements are so graceful and light; while the "god warriors" of unknown origins with human appearance wearing fiery red armor are overflowing with overwhelming emotions in their movements. The power and colorful superpowers are as bright as festive fireworks. However, whenever it falls into the crowd, it brings a bloody storm. The battle extends from the ground to the sky. The red figures are like hunting eagles swooping down from high altitude. The black mechas gather in groups and use the giant swords in their hands to deflect the lasing sword shadows. The incandescent light shines from the sky. Their guns sprayed out. Some mechas were blown to pieces by the colorful light, and some fiery figures were cut in two. This war looked more like a battle of knights in ancient times than people. We have long been accustomed to the war between machines and machines, technology and technology.
The black and red knights fought against each other and refused to retreat. No one seemed to care about their own lives. The roar of the mecha and the roar of the fiery red figure mixed together, resounding throughout the earth and reaching into the sky.
The demon-like mechas of hell represent the human side. The mysterious darkness of the night is no longer a breeding ground for evil. They constantly use their swords and steel bodies to block the frightened and inexplicable people in the square from the overflowing beauty. The supernatural beam of death; but the gods with handsome human appearances don't care about this at all. There is only coldness, killing and madness in their eyes.
The prayers in the square gradually began to subside and eventually disappeared. People's eyes were filled with sadness and resentment. This is the territory of the Holy Alliance. The people here have been told since childhood that they are bathed in the glory of God. They have dedicated everything they have to the high gods. Even after experiencing poverty and hardship, they have never given up their devotion to God. Belief. Those in fiery red armor claim that they are the warriors of God, but there is no mercy for the world in their eyes. They treat people like animals. More than once, people hid in their homes and prayed to the merciful Lord, pouring out the suffering they were experiencing. However, their pious prayers received no response from the gods. For the first time, confusion about God occupied people's hearts. Sadly, this kind of confusion will only quietly flow out from the bottom of their hearts when they face the choice of life and death, and then, perhaps when death is far away, the confusion will dissipate.
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"General, send reinforcements!" Chen Yatian suggested. The battle loss ratio between the Ghost Mecha and the Savages maintains a ratio of three to one. Although a large part of the reason is that they have to distract themselves from taking care of the unarmed civilians, there is at least one point that is not controversial: 1vs1, They were no match for the Savages. This is only a ground battle. If the battle occurs in the vast space, the damage rate will further increase.
"Wait a moment!" Yi Lexiang rejected Chen Yatian's proposal. He was really not in a good mood. The number of barbarians has always been a mystery, but having survived for so long in that timeless place, their number must not be too small. According to a rough estimate, their total number is at least equivalent to that of a medium-sized empire. Of course, it is impossible for every one of them to be a soldier, but even according to the lowest recruitment ratio in this world, it will be a considerable number. (After a long time, Yi Lexiang realized that there was a huge gap between his inference and the actual situation. In that world with extremely harsh living environment, the number of barbarians was far less than he had estimated, and there was a lack of survival necessities that could feed a large population. )
"We cannot use the combat rules of this world to measure the battle with the barbarians," he looked at the confused Chen Yatian and explained: "There is no point in annihilating these enemies. We all know that they will definitely lose!" said Yi Lexiang paused here. There were 25,000 starships docked in space, millions of elite soldiers, and spare biological mechas crowding the cabins. Behind them, transport ships loaded with biological mechas produced in the "Black Star Area" were still heading here in a steady stream. The final outcome of this Free Army offensive may be difficult to predict, but it will never stop here.
"Victory is only the result, not the purpose. Our goal is to find the weaknesses of the barbarians through battle after battle." Yi Lexiang said, "It is foreseeable that the battle between humans and barbarians will last for a long time. This is not freedom It is not a task that we alone can accomplish if it is an army or a country like Charno. The Free Army is very strong, but we are destined to only become a sharp blade in the human coalition. We cannot contain or eliminate it by our own strength alone. The invasion of the barbarians. Therefore, finding the opponent's weakness is more important than anything else!" Yi Lexiang pondered for a while, "Even if it involves the entire Free Army, he will not hesitate." His voice was low but firm.