The German knight with blue eyes and brown curly hair from the Principality of Soros was wrapped in a blanket and leaning against a heating lamp heated by hot kerosene. He looked at the soldiers from the Republic of Chel with complicated eyes.
The few remaining soldiers were sitting not far away, most of them looking confused.
Until now, this noble knight still seemed to be trapped in a dream. He woke up from a nightmare and fell into a strange and strange new dream.
In this new dream, chariots made of steel roared, huge explosions and deadly flames fell from the sky. People who called themselves Zaku heavy-armored knights rescued him and his soldiers, and the equipment and fighting methods of these knights made them...
It opened his eyes.
As an aristocratic child with a well-educated family background, he has always prided himself on being well-informed. He also understands the emergence of new weapons, rifles, and has specifically responded to the emergence of rifles. This is also their profession in the Principality of Soros.
A source of confidence for the person not to use a rifle.
But the fighting power brought by these soldiers from the Republic of Cheer made Devin understand that he had always been a frog in the well.
They also obtained weapons such as rifles, but they did not play any role in the battle against the evil giant.
I heard a long time ago that rifles, a new type of weapon, were introduced from the outer continent, and Chester was the first city to mass-produce rifles.
Only then did the Devon Knight realize one thing. After several years of development, Chester had evolved into a larger weapons system.
What's ridiculous is that until a month ago, the Principality of Soros was still complacent about the newly developed fighting spirit shield. From now on, it no longer needed to worry about the damage caused by rifles. Unexpectedly, it encountered an army even more powerful than the rifle corps.
The vindictive shield they are proud of is completely vulnerable in front of the evil monsters. Their claws have a demon-breaking effect, and the vindictive shield is like paper in front of their sharp claws.
The Devin knight laughed at himself, and footsteps came from the side. A young man with blond hair came to the heating lamp and sat down next to Devin.
"How's the injury?"
"I'm fine now, and my physical strength has recovered to about 80%."
Devin did not hide his gratitude: "Thank you for the magic potion."
Mento nodded: "You're welcome, that's not something expensive."
Devin kept smiling, but the corners of his mouth were a little stiff.
In the federal army, even professionals can only be given two bottles of magic potion per battle, and each bottle is only half a mouthful! You only dare to drink it when you are about to be killed.
Ordinary soldiers, let alone magic potions, don't even have the most common hemostatic drugs. How can it be like the Revolutionary Army, where even ordinary soldiers wear hemostatic powder and external disinfectants.
The so-called external disinfectant is actually a medical disinfectant, similar to medical alcohol. It is just refined from a very common magic material in the central plains. The cost is very cheap, so it has become a part of the soldiers' standing first aid kit.
one.
Hemostatic powder and disinfectants are actually cheap industrial products, but in Devon's eyes, they are very precious magic medicines.
After a moment of embarrassment, Devin forced himself to change the subject: "Where are we going next?"
"Move towards the Orinoco River. Our warships will meet there. Then we will meet up with the First Corps on the river bank. After all, we are only border patrol troops and do not have enough firepower to confront the large forces of the Legion of God."
Devin's mouth twitched even more when he heard about the Border Patrol and the lack of firepower.
He cursed in his mind: "You will die if you don't brag. Such an elite armed force is just a border patrol force."
According to Mento, there is not much of a problem. The force they belong to is indeed a border patrol force, but a mobile elite force. This is an elite force that can provide reinforcements or maneuver to the border situation as soon as possible when a war breaks out.
In the situation where the Fuguo Army is unable to equip Zaku heavy armor on a large scale, their patrol mobile team is equipped with four Zaku heavy armors to prove its combat effectiveness.
Mento took a sip of the soup and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. Based on your judgment, how long do you think it will take for those evil armies to arrive at the border?"
"If they stay awake, I'm afraid the time will come one day. This is because most of them can only walk, and there are no horses or vehicles that can fit their huge bodies."
Devin couldn't help but shudder as he recalled the impression those terrifying monsters left on him.
"But I don't think their main force will attack us. Their target should be the main city of St. Vincent."
"The main city of Saint-Vinlair, their target is the Principality of Kremut." Mento frowned: "...I hope that city can hold on until the main force of the Principality arrives."
In fact, Mento had no interest at all in the Principality of Soros and the Principality of Kremut, and even wished that the two countries would be completely destroyed and all the nobles would die. In that case, the Republic could legitimately expand its territory.
Nowadays, there are many people who have the same idea as Mento. They have reached the point of blindness to the strength of the Republic of China Army. These young officers and soldiers strongly support the expansion of the Republic's territory and are outright hawks of the Republic.
Send members.
They did not let go of anything that could lead to war or expand their territory.
The reason why Mento led his army into the Soros Principality at that time was not out of kindness to save people, but to clearly understand the situation in the Soros Principality and whether there was any opportunity for the Republic to take advantage.
As a proud noble of the Soros Principality, Devon Knight immediately spoke subconsciously: "The main city of St. Wenlair has the most powerful magic shield in the Soros Principality and self-repairing walls, as well as more than twenty
The magic tower and the powerful Knights Templar of the Church and the Knights of Judgment can withstand the attacks of those monsters."
Mento just glanced at him lightly and said calmly: "Is that a city dominated by the church?"
Devin met Mento's gaze and said firmly: "That is the territory of the principality."
Mento smiled disdainfully and said: "I believe even more in the church's determination to resist to the end. As for the nobility, to be honest, I have never thought highly of the nobility."
Obviously, Mento was also a heavy-armored knight conferred by a low-level professional. They had long been accustomed to the disgusting faces of the nobles. When the battle situation was slightly lost, they began to arrange for the evacuation of their families and private troops, and even made righteous declarations to the soldiers.
Fight to the death, but at the critical moment he can run faster than a magician can fly.
When you are really in danger and need to fight hard, you still have to rely on the support of young people like them who come from clean farm families and middle class.