Chapter 702 07.701: “Attack on Titan”

The knight mecha took heavy steps and strode towards the precarious Ypres position.

The battlefield was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder and thick fog shrouded the surroundings, with extremely low visibility.

As the distance gradually shortened, Horatio tried his best to see through the fog and finally saw clearly the eye-catching black, gold and red color on the flag under the knight’s mecha.

The words “MCCCXIII” embroidered with gold thread fluttered and danced wildly in the strong wind.

That was the flag of the 1313th Infantry Regiment that was unfortunately lost during the celebratory parade. At this moment, it was hung on the lower crotch of the Knight Mech in a humiliating manner, just like a “loincloth”, ruthlessly trampling on the honor of every Krieg man.

Every step that the fallen knight of Creedence took hit the ground heavily, and the dull sound was like a threatening war drum.

Wherever it stepped on, there was mud. As it walked, it rolled in the mud, leaving deep footprints.

It mercilessly trampled the rotten corpses, broken limbs, helmets, guns, etc. into the mud and crushed them mercilessly, leaving a mess wherever it passed.

Finally, it locked onto its target.

“Artillery fire! Intercept with fire!”

Horatio suddenly raised his hand and pointed forward. A bright red mark instantly penetrated the fog, illuminating the knight mecha that looked particularly tall in the fog.

The soldiers of the artillery company clearly saw this 12-meter-tall, seemingly invincible giant.

Almost at the same moment, the shells flew towards the knight mecha with a whistling sound.

The mecha turned its huge body slightly, and an ion shield flashing blue light instantly appeared in front of it.

The shells hit the energy shield powered by Tzeentch’s energy one after another, exploding with sparks flying everywhere. The huge explosions made people’s eardrums hurt.

On both sides of the knight’s mecha, the servants took big strides and rushed towards Horatio’s position like vicious dogs released from a cage.

The automatic cannons on both sides began to fire wildly, with flames spewing out continuously, fiercely suppressing the trenches.

“Get down!” Seeing this, Horatio immediately shouted at the top of his voice and quickly squatted down.

Bang, bang, bang! Bang, bang, bang! The large-caliber bullets rained down on the trench where Horatio was, splashing mud and shrapnel everywhere.

Some Kriegs were unable to dodge and were hit by flying shrapnel, and their torn limbs were scattered in the trenches.

Looking at the ceramic steel helmet rolling to his feet, the choice was now ruthlessly placed before Horatio.

He swallowed.

Should we, as Louise said, launch a counterattack against the Fallen Knight and its minions with our flesh and blood, or should we just squat in the trenches and passively wait for them to attack?
The light infantry launched a counterattack against the knight mecha, which was too crazy no matter how you looked at it.

He could not foresee what terrible consequences this would bring.

But he knew in his heart that if he just stayed in the trenches, he would be wiped out by the enemy like the 1118th Infantry Regiment, without any ability to fight back.

[In that case…]
Just when he was about to make the decision.

Suddenly, a long horn sounded from afar.

Horatio turned his head and looked at the Imperial Knight mecha that appeared on the horizon.

Two attendant mechas protected the tall Imperial Knight mecha and strode forward.

The 12-meter-tall Knight Ranger is walking calmly towards the destination in the no-man’s land.

“Soldiers! Baroness Ampisse of the Pureblood Heart is here to engage the traitors!”

A woman’s fiery voice came over the communication channel between Horatio and the other infantry regiments.

“You have arrived just in time, Baroness.”

Horatio took over the sound array and replied: “I am the Imperial Navy Captain, Imperial Lord Horatio Cochrane, commanding the ground forces to attack the Ypres area.

I have already contacted the blameless Baron Bayar. He should be the first spear team to arrive at the battlefield, but why did you arrive first? Did something unexpected happen on the way?”

“Unfortunately, my communications with my husband have been disrupted, my Lord.”

The Baroness replied: “The fog was so thick that the Blameless Spears lost their way.

But don’t worry, the sound of my artillery fire will be the horn to summon the knights! Lord, please give the order to attack, the ‘Pure Blood Heart’ Spear Team will surely put an end to these traitors! “

“Good ambition, Baroness! I wish you success!”

Horatio slowly raised his iron hand.

The Krieg soldiers of the 1313th, 1314th, and 1145th Infantry Regiments all clearly saw the fallen traitors striding across the no-man’s land.

Thanks to Krieg’s excellent grassroots wired communication network, all grassroots and middle-level officers received orders from the commander of the 1313th Infantry Regiment to coordinate the attack in a short period of time.

A major battalion commander of the 1145th Infantry Regiment quickly stood at the shooting position. He reached under the neck guard at his collar and took out a copper whistle, aiming it at the one-way blow valve of the gas mask.

Whoosh! — Whoosh! — the sharp whistle pierced through the din of the battlefield.

“Go!” Farida shouted. Louise quickly took out her whistle and blew it.

In an instant, the Kriegs swarmed out from all directions like a surging tide, quickly surrounding the Fallen Knights marching in the no-man’s land.

Silently and swiftly they rushed out of the trenches, clutching in their hands all the explosives they could collect, and ran towards the war machines walking on the ground.

Faced with the overwhelming siege of “gray-black killer ants”, the Fallen Knight stopped advancing.

But then he showed a kind of contempt as if a god was looking down on ants.

It stopped moving forward, and began to fire wildly at the Kriegs swarming on the ground with the purple heavy logs around its shoulders.

The firepower was from high above and extremely fierce, and the “ants” on the ground had nowhere to hide.

Many people were cut in half by large-caliber bullets, as if they were nailed on the path of charge by invisible blood-red spears falling from the sky.

The splashed blood-red was like a withered rose, sad and desolate.

However, these “gray-black ants” are not afraid of this fierce and terrifying firepower.

Holding cluster grenades in their hands, they rushed towards the knight mecha without hesitation.

For those who were shot down by heavy logs, the people rushing up from behind would quickly pick up the grenades dropped by the victims, and would never waste any firepower allocated by the Military Affairs Department.

The Kriegs came from all directions in the tens of thousands.

They were scattered throughout the uninhabited area. Even if the Fallen Knight was like an elephant, it would take a lot of time to crush these “ants” to death.

The Fallen Knight disdained to fight these ‘ants’ and soon lost interest in stepping on the ‘ants’ and turned to face the truly valuable targets it had discovered.

It focused its attention on the ‘Pure Blood Heart’ that was rushing towards it, and prepared to engage in a duel with it.

However, the ‘ants’ on the ground don’t care whether this ‘noble traitor’ is willing to fight with them or not.

When they reached a close enough distance, Krieg’s special weapons shooters took the lead in launching a cluster attack on the knight mecha.

Balls of plasma shot towards the knight.

Even though it has a one-way ion energy shield strong enough to withstand a volcanic cannon attack from a Titan.

But this energy shield is not an omnidirectional shield, nor is it indestructible.

Some of the plasma shooting from all directions will always hit the back of the mecha.

The attendant mechas quickly provided cover for their already cursing knight master, and the vicious dogs deployed in a four-corner battle formation.

However, looking around, there were tens of thousands of gray-black Krieg people on the ground, densely packed in from all directions.

They used the plasma weapons in their hands to attack these behemoths. The plasma hit the steel, burning out holes of varying depths.

Perhaps a single shot of plasma would do negligible damage to the huge knight mecha and its attendant mecha.

But at this moment, three full infantry regiments, thousands of plasma guns, and regimental artillery are attacking here, which is a different matter.

This is enough to produce a qualitative change.

The Kriegs rushed towards the Fallen Knights under cover of artillery fire.

When they got close enough, the brave guards threw the first round of grenades at the fallen knights.

Bang, bang, bang! The explosion blew a servant mecha all over the place, and some armor peeled off, revealing the supporting structure inside.

“Go to hell! Tiny ants! How dare you challenge the treacherous and cunning God of War! Ahahahahahaha!” The female servant driver, who was wearing strange blue armor inside the servant mech, was shouting wildly and crazily amid the violent bumps.

She managed to stabilize her body with great difficulty by manipulating the servant mecha, and then launched a retaliatory attack, trampling on the Kriegs on the ground.

This crazy woman doesn’t take these flesh and blood bodies seriously at all.

The two automatic cannons on the left and right sprayed flames at the ground at the highest rate, completely ignoring the other team members’ reminders to her to save ammunition.

“Go to hell, you ants! I can crush you all with one foot!!!”

She controlled the Knight Squire mecha, and with a wild and fanatical laugh, she took a big step forward.

But this time, she felt the servant mecha suddenly tilt.

“Eh???” The waitress was horrified: “What is this?”

She quickly adjusted the peripheral camera and looked under the metal foot. Her pupils suddenly contracted, revealing an expression of incredible fear.

“Impossible…No! Impossible!!!” She gasped in horror, her upper teeth biting hard on her blue-painted lower lip.

“This Krieg trooper… How could he possibly withstand my trampling?!”

(End of this chapter)