A gigantic steel monster.
It was 5.5 meters long, 3 meters wide, and 2.5 meters tall.
It had a 75 Cannon, along with a 13-millimeter machine gun mounted above it. With the coaxial machine gun and hull-mounted machine gun, it had a total of three machine guns for firing.
Its front could withstand powerful magic, and a 20-millimeter machine gun couldn't penetrate it.
A 13-millimeter heavy machine gun couldn't pierce its sides.
This left the soldiers who had encountered such a steel behemoth for the first time at a loss.
Jean Charles had seen what an airborne battleship was like.
The bombardment from its massive 460-millimeter triple-mounted guns.
Relentless bombardment, from a great distance.
This time, the enemy tanks didn't frighten him.
It was the men under his command who were frightened.
To deal with these tanks, Jean Charles issued a strict order: don't be afraid.
Just treat them like high-order enemies.
Hmm, if they were high-order enemies, shouldn't they bring in some high-order fighters to deal with them?
That thought was put into practice in the villages on the outskirts of Augustus City.
After attacking the previous position, the tanks were ordered to keep advancing.
They had to push at least far enough to see Augustus's magnificent outer city wall, more than fifty meters high and thirty to forty meters wide.
The mountain city's districts rose in successive tiers.
"Oh, look at those steel behemoths. They're really great. I don't know why the brass have such high demands."
The infantry accompanying the attacking tanks smoked in the trenches behind the ten tanks, watching them slowly move forward.
In the eyes of these ordinary infantrymen, the tanks were already useful enough.
They had the firepower of a high-order mage, could withstand enemy bullets without limit, and didn't get depleted like