Chapter 71
My Empire Chapter 71
2020-11-03
Chapter 71 71 They are too weak"Ready to fight!..." Facing ten times and one hundred times the enemy, the name of Alanhill The battalion commander was not intimidated at all. Instead, he was full of anticipation for victory.
The soldiers under his command have formed three queues, which are in front of countless soldiers of the other side. They didn't retreat, not even a little flustered. They just mechanically checked the weapons in their hands, preparing to give the enemy a great gift in a while.
"1000 meters! The enemy is approaching! Prepare to fight!" This is the first time the battalion commander has independently commanded a battle. He wants to prove himself and win the battle in front of him. victory.
All the soldiers raised their weapons in front of the crowd of mountains and seas in front of them. They calmly put the bullets into the chambers of the guns, and then used the sights on the guns to suppress the distant targets. This time is on a defensive mission, so they choose to fire from further away.
When the opponent was still about 500 meters away from him, the battalion commander decisively gave the order to fire - he did not dare to put the opponent too close to avoid the disadvantage of his own number. used by the opponent.
"Bah!" A shot rang out, and the army of the Arrant Empire on the opposite side collapsed dozens of soldiers at once. Arrant Commander Zorn on horseback stared wide-eyed as the row of rifles fired.
He, like Arrant Rumback who saw the rifle for the first time, was astonished by the terrifying sight in front of him: the opponent could fire at such a distance and knock his own soldiers to the ground.
If it weren't for the giant dragon of the Holy Demon Emperor behind him, if it wasn't for this war that was related to Arrant's life and death, if it weren't for the fact that the Alanhill soldiers on the opposite side were really few, Zon really wanted to. He turned his horse and ordered a retreat.
"This! This turned out to be true!" Looking at the small Alanhill infantry phalanx in the distance like a small reef in front of the sea, Zorn thought for the first time that he lost the war possible.
Seems to be the best explanation for his fears. Inside Alanhill's phalanx, there was once again the sound of densely packed gunshots. After a series of gunshots, the army of the Arrant Empire fell hundreds of soldiers.
Every shot of the other side was accompanied by almost the same number of soldiers of the Arrant Empire falling. When the distance between the two sides narrowed to about 300 meters, Alanhill's attack became more and more sharp. Up, more Arrant Imperial soldiers fell on the way to attack.
Along the way, the opponent has fired 15 salvos, and each time hundreds of infantry have fallen, and the number of soldiers who have been killed is vaguely around 2,000. The fact that so many troops were lost outside the range of the bow and arrow made General Zorn shudder.
The other side looks like there are only more than 500 soldiers! There are also some soldiers who seem to be commanders, who have not made any offensive moves so far. The other party just stood there, shouting out a password, and then let those terrifying short sticks spew deadly white smoke.
"Bah!" At a distance of about 270 meters, Alanhill's grenadiers opened fire again, and their fire seemed to make General Zorn hysterical. In Zorn's opinion, the other's consecutive gunshots terrified him more than the death-threatening incantation.
"Press it! Let the three 10,000-strong teams at the back press it! Press it for me! There are only 500 of them! Tens of thousands of troops can't win against 500 people. What will we do in the future? Ah? What should I do?" Zon, whose voice had changed his tone, loudly gave the order to continue the attack.
At his command, more of the Arrant Empire's army began to creep forward slowly, and the undulating sound of the horn represented the determination of the most powerful Arrant army in the Mortal Empire ever.
Ildor Knight, who was silent in the crowd, remained silent. He looked at the 500 Alanhill troops on the opposite side who were constantly causing trouble for the Arrant Empire army, and seemed to be looking at his own. prey.
"I haven't seen such a powerful mortal army for a long time... Their weapons are very powerful. If our giant dragon is attacked by such weapons, it may not be able to withstand it." Look again After about a few minutes, the Chief Knight spoke to his companions.
"I suggest attacking immediately and letting the giant dragon destroy this force. They're stuck here now, and there must be reinforcements behind... It might be trickier if they rendezvous." A Saint Demon The Dragon Knight of the Emperor's country suggested by his long sword to his superior.
"You're right!" Ildo nodded, agreeing with his subordinates: "Go! Bring me the victory! All the Dragon Knights of your squad are dispatched! Be careful, don't Something went wrong."
"Yes! Lord Knight!" gently nodded, and the Knight slowly retreated back down the hillside. And in the distant place, the dense gunshots are still beating everyone's heart.
"Bah!" He knocked out 5 bullets in his bomb bay again, an Alanhill grenadier retreated behind his comrades, and Calm reloaded his rifle with new bullets. He still has plenty of spare ammo in his ammo pack, thanks to the ever-increasing ammo production.
In the process of reloading the bullet, in front of him, the soldier who was ready to shoot pulled the trigger and fired a bullet that had been prepared for a long time. The bullet flew over a distance of about 260 meters and hit an Arrant Imperial soldier who had just walked here.
Having no time to appreciate his results, the Alanhill grenadier pulled the bolt and let the cartridge case fall under his feet, hitting the already lying shell with a clanging sound. ring. He continued aiming, pulling the trigger on his target up ahead.
From the start of the war to now, they have killed about 3,000 soldiers of the Arrant Empire, but on their own side, it seems that there is not even a single wounded person - just like the usual defeat, the enemy is really too weak too weak.
What's the use of having more people? The war has long since changed beyond recognition, and now many people do not necessarily mean strength and victory. Now, whoever controls the future of this world, who represents the most powerful productivity, who is the closest to victory!
"You guys, too weak!" He muttered in his mouth while firing a third shot, causing another hapless guy on the opposite side to fall down while clutching his chest. Arrant's war drums rumbled, but Arrant's soldiers had not advanced a step since just now.
"Yeah! Arrant's soldiers, too weak!" The soldier who was ready to take over his comrade at any time stood behind his comrade, and the nodded agreed: "I'm ready! "
Then, in the next second, on the opposite slope, behind those distant hills, a huge shadow suddenly rose into the air. All Alanhill's soldiers stopped firing, their eyes widened as they roared piercingly as the shadow shot up into the sky.
"Roar!" With a shuddering howl, another black shadow rose from the reverse slope. Then there are the third and fourth, these shadows are probably thousands of meters away, so the soldiers of Alanhill can easily see those huge silhouettes hovering and soaring in the sky.
"It's a dragon! It's a giant dragon!" A soldier shouted in a trembling voice, he felt his calf trembling constantly, even holding the rifle, the originally firm and powerful hand, Can't stop shaking now.
"Magic Empire is here!" The battalion commander held the long sword and looked up at the silhouettes hovering in the sky in the distance. The expression on his face was already indescribably wonderful. It seemed a pity that he knew he might not see victory today.
"Keep fighting!" The first company commander who came back to his senses drew his pistol from his waist and cheered loudly for his subordinates: "Long live Chris Your Majesty! Long live Alanhill! "
"Alanhill will win!" All the soldiers continued to shoot, reaping the lives of the Arrant Empire soldiers 200 meters away who took the opportunity to shorten the distance between the two sides. After another round of intensive gunfire, the human wall of the Arrant Empire was knocked down again.
"Phew!" However, above the sky, a giant dragon flapped its wings, rushed down the clouds, and opened its bloody mouth wide open like a sacrificial bowl towards Alanhill's phalanx. The Alanhill soldiers in the back row also instinctively raised their weapons against the sky, ready to fight to the death.
"Phew!" Before he could rush to the front, a flame erupted from the giant dragon's bloody mouth wide open like a sacrificial bowl, like a giant flamethrower, forming in the sky a huge flame. The flames continued to descend, hitting Alanhill's phalanx like a falling meteorite.
"Bah!" The Alanhill soldier, who had seen the flames above his head, closed his eyes and pulled the trigger in the air in desperation. Because of the sun and the Fireball, they couldn't see their target and could only fire hastily.
The next second, the flames smashed into the crowd. Dozens of Alanhill's soldiers screamed and struggled in the fire sea, and then turned into shattered black coal, which broke and collapsed in the flames.
"Help!" After all, Alanhill's soldiers are also flesh and blood. Their achievements along the way are all achieved by advanced weapons. In terms of courage and perseverance, they are no better than the opponents. How much stronger is the Arrant Empire soldier.
So, when a true test of blood and fire came, the soldiers of Alanhill fell apart. They saw their comrades turned to ashes and charred, twisted and twisted by the flames and finally died, as disorganized as the soldiers of the Arrant Empire.
"Keep firing! Keep firing!" The battalion commander stood in his command position, holding the pistol and pulling the trigger against the sky. His distance was too far, and the bullet couldn't injure the giant dragon 100 meters away, so when he fired up the bullets in the pistol, he still didn't create any miracle of slaughtering the dragon.
(end of this chapter)