Chapter 83

My Empire Chapter 83

2020-11-03

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"Go to hell!" Almost at the same time, an Alanhill anti-aircraft gunner took his The air sights aimed at the Saint Demon Emperor cavalrymen who were rapidly approaching them not far away.

"Hope, you guys can hold this too! Stupid X!" After cursing loudly, he pulled the trigger to fire, and the 30mm caliber high-level dual-purpose gun started it sings.

“peng peng! peng peng! ” The unpleasant rate of fire and the unpleasant sound of continuous firing suddenly made the battlefield noisy. A cannonball hit the Knight blocking its progress and tore the poor bastard in its path.

Immediately after breaking the neck of the giant horse, the shell broke the body of the Knight, and then flew behind the Knight, smashing the armor of another soldier, Pierced the Knight's chest.

Then, with the imposing manner of press forward, the shell continued to fly forward, penetrated into the body of the third Knight, and shattered the heart of this Knight. When he vomited blood, turned over and fell from the horse's back, a blood mist filled his side.

The second shell entered the crowd at this time, and it was also in an unstoppable state by press forward. This Knight's blood splashed onto another Knight's face, and another Knight's arm fell into the arms of his comrades behind him...

On both sides of the 1st regiment's position, two 30mm anti-aircraft guns started It was the first time to demonstrate the terrifying attack power of this weapon in the ground state. During World War II, flat-fired anti-aircraft guns have become a disaster for infantry and tank soldiers on the battlefield. Flat-fired anti-aircraft guns in this foreign world have also brought lingering nightmares to the magic cavalry.

The crossfire began to harvest the lives of countless magic cavalrymen of the Holy Demon Emperor. Those giant horse cavalrymen who were about to crash into a group of positions fell one after another on their way.

The battlefield has once again turned into a complete slaughter, but this time it is not the Knights of the Magic Empire who are aloof and remote, but the mortal Empire soldiers who have mastered advanced weapon technology. .

"Bullets!" A machine gun shooter turned his head sideways and shouted hysterically at his sub-shooter after firing the chain of one hundred bullets. The enemy was already in front of him. The bullets must be poured out against the clock.

Beside him, the sub-shooter had already pressed a brand new ammunition chain into the gun body and fastened the cover on it. After completing a series of reloading movements, the sub-shooter shouted hysterically at almost the same time: "Reloading!"

"oh la la!" Pulling the bolt, the shooter once again The muzzle of the machine gun was aimed at the cavalry of the Holy Demon Emperor who had been devastated by the artillery fire. Without the slightest hesitation, he pulled his trigger and his muzzle spewed fire again.

"tú tú! tú tú!" The densely packed bullets rushed towards the enemy on the opposite side, leaving a fire and blood mist on the enemy's body. In the gap of his aiming rear door, he could clearly see the enemies falling one by one in the torrential rain of bullets.

General Morse felt that his breathing was becoming difficult. He saw the Knights in front of him fall one by one on the road, and he saw the Knights beside him one by one. Broken in foul wind and bloody rain.

Perhaps, his casualties have exceeded 1,000? Maybe, there are already 1500 people, right? General Morse, who didn't dare to see how many Knights were left, now only had a single thought, that is to rush into the enemy's position as soon as possible.

In the past, he longed to rush into the enemy's position because he longed for victories over and over again, for the kind of great victory that could stimulate his nerves. But this time is different. He is eager to rush into the enemy's position because he knows that only then will he be able to survive.

It was a ridiculous cause-and-effect relationship, but General Morse found himself unable to laugh at all. The enemies in front of him don't know when they start to become invincible, and the silhouettes of those small mortals in this brief moment become tall like giants.

On his way, there seems to be an invisible wall, and those Knights of the Holy Demon Emperor who collided with this wall will be bloody and shattered. No matter how brave and powerful they were, they became fragile and small in front of this impenetrable wall.

"When was the last time you felt this powerless to defeat your opponent?" General Morse asked himself bitterly in his heart, but no one gave him the answer. It's been too long in the east, and it seems that even my own courage has been exhausted...

"For the Holy Demon Emperor! Advance!" Exhausting all his strength, Moss was in the cavalry team. In the center, shouting slogans encouraging the soldiers to advance. For what may be the first time in hundreds of years, the Magic Empire's troops need encouragement to continue facing mortal armies.

"Long live the Holy Demon Emperor!" As if self-hypnosis, these giant horses of the Holy Demon Emperor, Knight, also shouted, as if only in this way could they gather up their courage and continue to face that piece of land. The enemy positions that were constantly spewing fire tongues attacked.

It's a pity that under the cutting of steel, their courage has become less and less, and they have become as fragile as their flesh and blood. Under the attack of Alanhill's heavy machine guns and anti-aircraft guns, the grandiose's cavalry team became smaller and smaller.

"Dragon Knight hasn't been dispatched yet? It's... really strange." Looking at the Magic Empire cavalry on the verge of collapse on the frontal battlefield, Chris frowned spoke with some doubts.

He didn't expect the Holy Demon Emperor to send out the few remaining Dragon Knight troops in the end. According to his idea, while the cavalry is charging, those terrifying air forces should join the battlefield. That's right.

After all, this is almost a typical blitzkrieg tactic. While the "tank" troops are advancing, bombers are used to open the way - it is a pity that the other party did not cause him such serious trouble, they separated to attack, and are not added to the battlefield at the same time.

"Maybe, their Dragon Knight has already left..." Wilkes put down the telescope he was holding and looked towards his monarch: "Your Majesty, on the frontal battlefield, we have already won. It's over."

Just as he was speaking, about 3,000 giant horse cavalrymen from the Holy Demon Emperor's country were almost half down. This is definitely a fatal blow to a cavalry team, because the remaining troops are completely unable to continue to attack.

The formation of these cavalrymen was disrupted, and they didn't know how to face the bodies of their comrades and countless blood. They had lost their fighting spirit, and they didn't even have the courage to continue charging forward. .

Some soldiers wanted to move their horses to retreat, some soldiers wanted to stop and wait for orders, some soldiers had been pierced through their bodies, and some soldiers were helplessly following their commanders to continue charging.

The cavalry troop that crossed the line of fire was no longer a black mass, but fragmented into several small units that were no longer continuous. These troops pose no threat to the Alanhill Grenadiers.

General Morse wants to stabilize his troops, and he wants to work harder towards victory. He rode his giant horse and kept approaching the enemy's position up ahead. He even had magic ready. As long as he got closer to a dozen meters, he could release a Fireball Technique and destroy the machine gun in front of him. position.

"Closer! Closer!" Seeing that the target was already within his range, he felt the warhorse under his crotch suddenly lose its strength. His whole body fell forward because of inertia, and in front of him, the adjutant who had been blocking him was covered in blood and fell down at the same time.

The cannonball pierced through the adjutant's body and also hit the giant horse under General Morse's crotch. General Moss didn't have time to think. He rolled on the spot the moment he fell to the ground. At the same time, he lost the broken lance and drew out the sword from his waist.

He slammed into the body of the adjutant's warhorse, stood up unharmed, and then stepped forward to meet the Alanhill grenadier who was close at hand. His armor is already dark, and he has begun to breathe. After losing the load of the giant horse, the heavy armor has become a burden for General Morse.

So his steps were a little staggering, and his figure was no longer agile. While preparing his magic, he was hit by countless bullets from the head. The long sword was already burning and could only be used as a crutch to lean on the ground. General Moss tried to stand firm, but found that his body no longer obeyed his commands.

He looked down at the large and small hole in his chest, but he could only spit out blood when he tried to open his mouth. His knees were already on the ground, and he was leaning forward involuntarily. When General Morse's face hit the ground, all he could see was the dirt in front of him, a little soaked in his own blood dyed red.

When Alanhill's heavy machine guns and anti-aircraft guns stopped to cool down the barrels, the cavalry of the Holy Demon Emperor on the front had turned into a sea of corpses and blood... and lost their horses in pieces. The Knight struggled to stand up from the ground, looking so helpless and hesitant.

"clang!" The commander of the 1st regiment, Walter, drew out his long sword and pointed in the direction of the 13th regiment's position: "1st regiment! Advance!"

"clang!" The officers followed his order and drew out their long swords, and the phalanx of the 1st regiment began to move forward slowly with the accompaniment of drums. The densely packed bayonet formed a forest, a forest of sharp and deadly.

"Avenge the brothers of the 13th regiment! In this battle, we will not take prisoners!" The sharp forest panned down neatly in the shouts, and then stabbed at those who were still neighing on the ground. The giant horse, and the Knights of the Holy Demon Emperor who still want to struggle.

(end of this chapter)