Chapter 3507: The Enemy of Iron Fist (Seventy Four) Decisive Battle (2/2)

After a day and night of fierce fighting, the main battlefield has moved to the plain north of the valley.

This valley, almost flooded with blood and corpses, was ignored by both sides.

Andre on Gus's side has rich combat experience.

They did not rush through the valley. Instead, Gus, Grey, and Andre’s several brave and skilled veterans climbed up the peaks on both sides to check the battle situation on the main battlefield north of the valley.

Although Gus has made enough mental preparations.

But when he really stood on the top of the mountain, looking far away, overlooking the battlefield, he was still deeply shocked, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

What appeared before his eyes was a **** battlefield that stretched for dozens of miles.

After a whole day and night of fierce battles, constantly testing, interspersing, advancing and crushing, the battle formations of both sides have lost their clear boundaries and smooth command, showing a form of canine teeth and entanglement.

It's like being seriously injured on both heads, but even more ferocious, spurring all the beasts of hunting instincts, using the most primitive and violent way to bite and take out the other's internal organs.

This kind of war has no rules and beauty.

People can't think of anything related to ”glory”, ”brilliance”, ”the will of the true God”... and so on.

It was disgustingly ugly.

On the fragmented battlefield, Gus saw hundreds of steam soldiers carrying serial crossbows, carrying kerosene pumps on their shoulders, and yelling at several priests of the Fist Temple.

Although these priests of the Boxing Temple were divided and surrounded, they seemed to be happy and undaunted, like a reef surrounded by tides.

All of them were shining with Ling Ran’s inviolable golden light, as if they were really blessed by the **** of fist. Every punch and every kick exploded with the momentum of sweeping the army, and the steam army blasted into blood and water. meat pie.

Just like no matter how many times the tide hits, it is impossible to wash the reef down.

But the priest of the Fist Temple is not a real reef after all.

What's more, the crazy will of the Steam Cultists is like a blazing flame, even steel can melt.

Not a metaphor, but a literal meaning-dozens of fanatical believers lit the kerosene in the pump, and even turned themselves into a flaming torch, using this method to approach the priests of the Fist Temple, and more believers concentrated on the serial crossbow. , Steam guns and fire-breathing pumps swept across at them. Finally, they defeated the line of defense and will of the priests of the Fist Temple, turning themselves and their opponents into a shining spark in the blood of the corpse mountain.

On the other front, Gus saw ugly war machines like dark iron castles.

They are like the upgraded version of the steam cannon that Gus saw in Qianyuan City. The rusty iron plates are simply and rudely connected by countless rivets, and the air leaks everywhere and ”creaks”. The steam oven provides power.

Because of insufficient combustion, thick black smoke surrounds the war machine, like a black fire-breathing dragon.

Such a simple design and assembly process does not detract from its power. Every roar of the giant steam cannon will open a **** road ahead. The low-powered ordinary iron fist cannot hold the power of a single shot. Before they fell apart, the internal organs turned into a bubble of pus and blood. Even the powerful priests of the temple of fist were often broken and fractured by heavy shelling. They were slumped to the ground, and they could only watch the tracks of the war machine, crushing the mountains and the sea. Come here and crush them and their beliefs into mud.