Chapter 84
My Empire Chapter 84
2020-11-03
Chapter 84 84 More Ammo"Damn it! They have all been penetrated by the cavalry of the Holy Demon Emperor, these Why are the remaining defeated soldiers so hard to bite?" Wiping the smoke on his face, General Zorn questioned his subordinates with a long sword flustered and exasperated.
Just now, his 1,000-man defense collapsed in front of the defense line of Alanhill's 13th Regiment. The other side seemed to have an endless supply of ammo, and seemed to simply have no idea what fear was.
"Again! Let another phalanx come up and charge me! If we don't kill this army today, we Arrant people will be wiped out!" The flying flag of King Alanhill, General Zorn shouted hysterically.
In his cries, more Arrant Imperial soldiers rushed to the front, attacking Alanhill's 13th Regiment, which had been disrupted but never completely broken through on the verge of collapse. line of defense.
"Bah!" He fired another bullet at the rushing Arrant soldier, and the already numb Alanhill Grenadier found the same feeling of hitting a target again.
He just saw the flanking brother's troops being penetrated by the terrifying cavalry, and even had an inexplicable fear, but the subsequent battle once again became a familiar appearance, which made him The dangling heart fell back to its original place.
The battle in front of me is no longer so thrilling. The enemy at a distance of 300 meters can't take a step forward at all, and will be penetrated by bullets and stacked there. Now there is almost a wall of flesh, a hill made of corpses.
Behind this wall of corpses were the Arrant soldiers climbing, and on the other side of the wall was a long slope where the Arrant soldiers rolled over.
All the Arrant soldiers marched hard on the corpse. They walked hard step by step, and then fell down on the corpse after being hit by bullets, becoming someone who hindered their comrades from moving forward. A quagmire-like obstruction.
At least 3,000 soldiers fell on the way to attack, and some soldiers were killed by artillery shells when they launched the attack - in the case of heavy losses, only the Imperial Family Guards died. Soldiers can continue to fight.
Even so, the soldiers of the Arrant Empire were unable to shake the front of the battered Alanhill force, and they were beaten back from the flank, only to leave more bodies behind.
Up to now, these Arrant troops still don't know whether the Holy Demon Emperor's cavalry that rushed into the Alanhill array has slaughtered Alanhill's middle and rear troops. Wait, wait for the cavalry of the Holy Demon Emperor who have turned their horses and come back to help them defeat the tenacious Alanhill grenadiers in front of them.
"What's going on? If those Saint Demon Emperor cavalrymen have succeeded, why haven't they killed them yet?" Zon, who was already a little desperate, couldn't convince himself that he was shaken, so he could only turn around and ask officers around.
"My lord, how long has it been... Maybe, maybe, they've already smashed through the Alanhill's army and gone to the rear?" The officer didn't know whether to cry Or laugh made up a reason and prevaricates his coach.
He knew that his coach was in disarray and could no longer judge the situation in front of him. Now he can only do his best to obey the destiny, waiting for the last miracle to happen, or usher in a terrifying rout.
"What happened? Where are the magic cavalry of the Holy Demon Emperor who rushed into the formation? Why haven't they killed them yet? Why haven't they killed them yet?" In a second, Zon couldn't hold his breath again, and once again questioned the adjutant beside him.
The poor officer could only continue to brace oneself to comfort his commander: "General! Don't worry, no mortal can stop the cavalry of the Holy Demon Emperor, don't you think? There is nothing to worry about. Yes, there's nothing to worry about!"
Before this war, had no mortal ever been able to stand up to the hordes of Dragon Knights? The results of it? Isn't the dragon knight's head hanging on the head of Maricha now? General Zorn cursed inwardly, but did not refute his subordinate officers.
He's just worried about the battle situation in front of him, he's just afraid that those Knights won't look back, so even if he only faces a crippled 13th regiment, he won't be able to eat this piece of shit. fat.
In other words, this delicious-looking piece of fat is actually not fat to Arrant, but a steel plate, a hot steel plate full of spikes! If you bite down, you will not only lose a few teeth, but even lose your life.
Once again, Zon asked a tiresome question: "Why didn't the cavalry of the Holy Demon Emperor look back? Can you send someone to contact us? Quickly send someone to see what happened. ?"
Just when Zon was about to collapse, a general rushed over and brought a piece of good news that he refreshed: "Sir! General! The other side's gunfire is sparse! The enemy's guns are weak!"
After losing tens of thousands of people, Arrant's army finally used the lives of their own soldiers to replace most of the ammunition carried by the soldiers of the 13th Alanhill Regiment. Now that the opponent has no decent long-range killing weapons, it is the turn of the soldiers of the Arrant Empire to play.
"Attack! Attack! The whole army is overwhelmed!" Zon, who heard the good news, finally calmed down. He laughed and ordered the general attack, even pushing his own reserve team to the front.
"Out of ammunition!" An officer with a stained face pressed his long sword and stood in front of the commander of the 13th regiment and reported, "Two more rounds, and we only have grenades. And the bayonet."
"Let the enemy come close! Prepare the grenade! The whole regiment is on the bayonet! We have to hold on to the last moment! For Alanhill!" battle command.
Behind him, the black king flag of Alanhill still fluttered in the wind, as if to prove something.
"Long live Alanhill!" All the soldiers pulled out their bayonets and installed them on their rifles, then let out a neat roar. They stared at the approaching Arrant soldiers in the distance, eyes full of disdain.
"Prepare for battle!" the officers shouted one after another, and the soldiers in the first row had already drawn their grenades from their chests. Listening to the dull sound of war drums coming from the opposite side, they were ready to fight until the last moment.
"Arrant will win!" In the distance, the Arrant troops who had invested more soldiers in the attack also roared to encourage morale. They were more numerous and their shouts were louder. They, who have been suppressed all the time, seem to use this method to vent the anger in their hearts.
"It's not the way to go on like this... If the opponent advances to the distance of the grenade battle, the opponent's archer will play a role." A company commander frowned looked at the approaching enemy army, a little uneasy Whispered.
Actually, everyone knows that once so many enemies are brought up, what kind of ending will be waiting for them - not to mention the deadly bow and arrow, it is about the ability of melee combat, The Alanhill Grenadiers, who can only use the three-axe bayonet tactics, are far from the opponents of the traditional soldiers of the Arrant army.
As long as you fight at close quarters, the loss ratio will be reversed immediately. About two or three Alanhill grenadiers can replace an Arrant Empire heavy infantry. In just a few dozen minutes, the entire 13th regiment could be overwhelmed by Arrant's forces.
The next second, behind Alanhill's 13th Regiment, a full line of soldiers went up to the high ground with bayonets aloft. There was a lively drumbeat behind them, and blood remained on their bayonets.
These soldiers stepped forward neatly, forming a Great Wall with their bodies. Behind them, followed by the heavy machine guns dragged by the warhorses, and the 30mm anti-aircraft artillery with the barrels raised high.
"Long live Alanhill!" Not only the soldiers of the 1st regiment, but also the 3rd regiment launched a counterattack accompanied by drum beats. These mortals stepped on the bodies of the magic cavalry, killed all the wounded of the Holy Demon Emperor, and finally reached the line of defense stationed by the 13th Regiment.
"Do you need help?" Riding on the warhorse, the head of the 1st regiment, Walter, asked with a smile to the head of the 13th regiment standing under the flagpole of the king's flag: "My troops just happened to pass by, see you meet. Trouble."
"he he he." The 13th regiment commander grinned, looked up at the 1st regiment commander Walter and laughed: "You guys came just in time, keep the ammunition. Let's go, we're not tired yet, we can still fight all day."
Walter nodded: "General Wilkes ordered you to retire. The rest is up to you. Let's go!"
"Okay!" The head of the 13th regiment nodded with a smile, he just saw the battle situation behind him, and knew that the 1st regiment and the 3rd regiment would approach soon, this is also him The most important reason to stick to not retreating.
Now that the battlefield is handed over to the 1st and 3rd regiments, he can finally take a break: "Fiercely's fight! Let these Arrant bastards know what a real fight is."
"They'll know, trust me, they'll know." Walter looked towards the heavy machine gun carriage that passed him, as it should be by rights: "I promise this fight will make them lifelong. Unforgettable!"
After finally climbing up the high ground where the bodies were piled up, General Zorn saw the sight of the soldiers of the 1st regiment and the 13th regiment changing their defenses. The position that had been silent because of running out of ammunition suddenly became noisy again.
The gunshots that represented Death God rang out again, echoing over this wilderness. Then more Alanhill soldiers took up their weapons, and the heavy machine guns began to roar. A hail of bullets lay in front of the Arrant soldiers, and everything seemed to return to the way it was dozens of minutes ago.
What's even more terrifying is that this time the enemy has heavy machine guns, but also more soldiers, more Mauser 98K rifles, and more and more ammunition...”
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