The Steel Rangers led by Solderin set out before the first rays of dawn and began to move in the direction of the Gorgon River.
This group was too close to the dangerous contaminated area and had even crossed the edge of the Great Tree Crossing. This so-called 'crossing' was not a real crossing, but a vast area on the east side of the Plains of the Holy Spirit, including Stonehenge, the Diagonal Forest Valley, Mount Artel, and other large areas. In this area, the Steel Rangers had encountered the Crystal Cluster Giants many times and found several villages and towns that were completely occupied by the Crystal Cluster Giants. Coupled with the remnants of the royal army that they had rescued by chance, this task force had exceeded their exploration mission and it was time to retreat.
The real artillery fire should be left to the main force that followed.
The Captical Knight Mitchell and his soldiers squeezed in the armored vehicle, feeling the low roar and vibration of this magical and mechanically-driven steel beast. A majestic sense of power was transmitted from the gears and connecting rods, making them feel an inexplicable sense of awe and a strange sense of security. Although they could not understand how Cecil's people created these incredible magical devices, the sense of security was still constantly surging.
They were protected by a layer of sturdy frame, steel plate, and thick magical shield. Cecil's people used ingenious methods to combine these common materials and common spells together, and used mysterious runic technology to give the machine a soul, so that the steel could operate on its own without the need for a mage to maintain it. Sitting inside, it was as safe as sitting in a moving fortress.
There was no doubt that it must be some kind of magical soul that was driving this chariot.
Perhaps it was a mechanical soul.
Knight Mitchell's mind wandered as he tried to use 'common sense' to try to understand the creation of Cecil's people. In the end, he found that he could not understand, so he turned his head and looked at the scenery outside through the crystal inlaid in the armor of the carriage. The scenery in the wilderness was moving faster than the chariot.
"Are we going straight to the Gorgon River?" A royal soldier sitting next to him looked at the Cecil warrior who was covered in black armor sitting opposite the chariot and asked a little uneasily, "Is there someone there to pick us up?"
The magic warrior in black light armor said casually, "Let's head south first, then head west to get close to the river bank."
Mitchell Knight nodded slightly. He thought that this was the right choice.
Going directly west to the Gorgon River was, of course, the shortest route, but because they were deep in the polluted area, moving horizontally was very likely to encounter a large group of crystal giants. The safest route was to move south first, and then adjust their direction after leaving the most dangerous area. And it was said that the warship that came to meet them was still going north along the river, so the convoy was also heading south to the rendezvous point as soon as possible.
However, this method of rendezvous required the fleet and the warships to be in perfect coordination. They had to arrive at the right place at the right time. Unless the time and place were agreed upon in advance, it was very difficult to achieve … But looking at Cecil's indifferent look, they were obviously not worried about this. How did they do it? Could any of the black-armored soldiers use communication spells?
Mitchell Knight guessed, but suddenly, the violent vibration of the chariot interrupted his thoughts. It was the sudden acceleration of the chariot. Then, he heard a sharp sound coming from outside, and a moment later, a distant explosion came from behind.
He had heard this sound before. When he and his last soldiers were about to be overwhelmed by more and more crystal giants, it was this kind of explosion that fell from the sky, intercepting the follow-up reinforcements of the crystal giants and saving all of them.
It was something called a "howitzer". The vehicle he was on, which was used to transport people and supplies, was not equipped with one, but the other two vehicles, which were called "multi-purpose vehicles", each had one, and its power was impressive.
Two of Cecil's soldiers in black light armor in the chariot reacted instantly. They immediately got up, one of them went to the observation window of the chariot to determine the situation, while the other climbed up the ladder in the middle of the chariot and began to operate the ray gun turret on the roof to participate in the battle. Mitchell Knight also reacted after a brief moment of shock. He rushed to the other observation window and saw the terrible situation outside.
A large number of crystal giants were attacking from all directions. Their numbers were uncountable, and the arcane electric arcs they created had begun to lick the ground not far away.
The moment he saw those monsters, the sense of security brought by steel and steel shields was instantly weakened. Knight Mitchell still forced himself to muster the courage to remain calm, but several of the royal soldiers had already begun to pray in fear.
But he could not blame these soldiers, because they had just experienced a terrible failure, experienced more than one escape, and had just escaped from that hell.
At this moment, there was another tremor, and at the same time, a loud explosion rang out very close. The sound made the faces of the soldiers turn pale instantly: this was the sound of powerful arcane lightning hitting the shields!
Those monsters were getting closer and closer!
The iron door that separated the front and back of the chariot was suddenly opened. The high-ranked ranger with blond hair bent over and leaned in. "We seem to have entered an ambush. But the enemy seems to be not used to our speed, and did not have time to completely close the ambush."
It was an ambush!
Knight Mitchell sucked in a breath of cold air and said quickly, "Can you escape?"
"It's not that easy. There are a lot of them, and they're very close," the high-ranked ranger said with a relaxed face. His calm demeanor was a stark contrast to the nervous and frightened soldiers, but what he said was not at all relaxing. "With the stamina, speed, and morale of those monsters, I'm afraid we can't shake them off in a short time."
Mitchell Knight Mitchell's face was covered in a layer of gray. He could not even understand how the high-ranked ranger before him could still be so relaxed in such a situation. "Then … I'm afraid we're going to die here …"
Solderin smiled. "Don't worry, we're already close to the predetermined rendezvous point. About a dozen kilometers."
Mitchell was first relieved by the 'deceptive' smile, but then he almost jumped up in shock. They were still so far away!
And he clearly remembered that the convoy was not moving directly in the direction of the Gorgon River. It was moving south! They were still quite a distance away from the riverbank!
Continuous explosions and the sound of burners spewing flames came from outside, mixed with the violent explosion of arcane lightning hitting the chariot's shields. These sounds constantly reminded everyone in the chariot that there were crystal cluster giants everywhere outside, and they were getting closer!
There were probably monsters lying in ambush between the convoy and the Gorgon River. In such a situation, how could the convoy, which was so far away from the riverbank and the rendezvous point, survive?
Mr. Knight from the Captical could not find a way to break through the siege in his limited battlefield experience. Even with the powerful strength of these strange chariots, he did not think that they could survive the siege of the crystal cluster army. But Solderin had no intention of continuing to explain. The high-ranked ranger just said a few words of comfort, saying that they had 'excellent firepower support', and then turned and left the passenger compartment.
After leaving the confused 'passengers' behind, Solderin quickly returned to the front of the chariot. He signaled the soldiers operating the chariot to continue moving towards the riverbank while he quickly turned on the magic net terminal on the chariot.
It turned out that setting up relay points along the way in the process of gathering intelligence was a wise decision.
The magic net terminal was activated, and a small holographic projection appeared on the dashboard of the armored vehicle. In the middle of the screen was the bearded Byron and the busy command tower of the warship in the background.
"We have seen the signal flare you sent out," Byron said without waiting for Solderin to speak. "We will soon enter the range of coverage. Don't die before that, just run south!"
"We're being chased," Solderin said quickly. "Open fire after we pass Temporary Relay Point -16. Just aim near the relay point and blow it up. It's fine even if you blow up the relay point. I'll come back later …"
"So conservative." Byron found a pipe out of nowhere and held it in his mouth without lighting it. He said with an 'I advise you to be reckless' look on his face. "Actually, you can fire another round of signal flare ten minutes later, and then I will recalibrate according to the signal flare. This is the standard support process of the warship's artillery. It can help you a lot …"
A bright arcane arc came from afar and shattered the shield of the chariot. Then, a scorching ray covered the direction of the attack. Solderin held the handrail on the roof of the chariot, trying to maintain stability in the violent shaking while replying to the mercenary Knight on the other side of the communicator. "I am afraid that you will blow up my entire team. You are using a warship's cannon!"
"My cannoneers are excellent at using live ammunition, and the main cannon of the Blazer uses the latest sight and measuring ruler. Give me a puff of smoke, and I will not miss. I am serious. You really don't want to try?"
Solderin could not understand how this unreliable guy survived in the army until today and was valued by Gwen. But in the end, he chose to believe in the "warship's artillery support", mainly because he chose to believe in the well-trained cannoneers and the latest magic warships.
After confirming the firepower support plan, Byron on the other side of the communicator was obviously happy. The mercenary Knight, who had become the fleet commander and was more and more fascinated by the latest magic warships, made a promise with a smile on his face. "Don't worry. If my warship's cannoneers damage even one bolt of your precious chariots, I will shave my hair and parade in Cecil City …"
The speaker did not mean it.
The listener meant it.
Two blue veins suddenly appeared on Solderin's forehead, but the communication was already over.
In the sudden anger of the Steel Ranger commander, the breakout convoy drove into a more flat area and suddenly sped up again.
Looking down from the sky, two multipurpose chariots and two armored transport vehicles sped across the wilderness, kicking up clouds of dust. Countless crystal cluster giants were gathering from all directions, chasing the small convoy that was breaking out. Arcane arcs and flashes from the rail howitzers crisscrossed between the convoy and the pursuers, and the flames from the heavy burners licked the earth. In this battlefield of explosions and flames, the distance between the pursuers and the breakout convoy was widened again and again, but it was also narrowed again and again.
The speed of the giants was no less than that of a vehicle powered by a magic engine.
The chase seemed to be going on for a long time, but suddenly, the top of one of the magic chariots opened.
A Steel Ranger pointed a light launcher at the sky and fired three signal flares.
Two red and one white signal flares rose into the sky and exploded under the clear sky. The eye-catching smoke and flashes could be seen clearly on the distant Gorgon River.
After firing the signal flare, the four magic chariots didn't slow down at all. Instead, they sped up slightly, as if they wanted to leave this dangerous place as quickly as possible. Below the signal flare's trajectory was the Crystal Cluster Army of All Things End …
On the Gorgon River, two of the four main cannons of the new magic warship "Pathfinder" quickly and subtly adjusted their angles. After a moment of delay, the surging energy from the kinetic spine was injected into the acceleration track.
Skyfire fell from the sky.
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