Chapter 351
My Empire Chapter 351
2020-11-03
Chapter 351 352 LongshekLongshek is the southern city of the Eternal Empire, where a fierce battle once broke out . About 70,000 soldiers of the Eternal Empire faced about 300,000 puppet soldiers here.
It was a desperate battle, and the end result was that the puppet empire took Longshek, but it also fell into ruins during the battle.
Yes, when the puppet empire got the city, it was already in ruins. And now, this city that has endured countless hardships is going through more suffering and trials.
Now, at this very moment, in this rubble, the host and the guest have changed positions, the soldiers of the puppet empire have become the defending side, and Alanhill's army has become the attacking side.
Alanhill's attack method is ten times, a hundred times, or even a thousand times more savage than a puppet empire. Carpet bombing had baptism the city before the ground offensive began.
Countless bombs exploded in the city, blowing up the already ruined city even more beyond recognition.
The mage tower that could still be vaguely seen, the towering broken city wall depicting the enchanted array, are now almost peacefully reduced.
There are huge craters everywhere, there are broken walls with smoke and fire everywhere, there are corpses everywhere, or in other words, there are broken corpses everywhere...
Then, the self-propelled artillery and mechanized towed artillery that arrived at the front line with the mechanized troops once again greeted the city called Longshek.
Countless 155mm howitzer shells, more 105mm howitzer shells, landed in this city, made up of hundreds of thousands of puppets and tens of thousands of magicians who deployed the puppet empire here Legion, blasted covered in dirt.
In the battle just now, the soldiers of the puppet empire barely blocked Alanhill's attack. They destroyed seven tanks and killed about 300 of Alanhill's soldiers.
Of course, this fight was not a one-sided slaughter, but a very intense evenly matched fight. The main force of the puppet empire, the real magician Legion, lost more than 200 people, and about 3000 puppet soldiers were beaten into parts.
In just such a battle, both sides have seen what a real brutal war looks like.
On the battlefield that had just quieted down, in a huge round crater, a magician in armor was wiping his sword.
He wiped away the blood on it seriously, because just now he used this saber to kill an Alanhill soldier who rushed in front of him.
The opponent's weapon jammed, so he was given a chance to shoot. Alanhill uses a large number of steel shell bullets, which is also an inevitable choice and inevitable result of mass-produced weapons in a brutal war environment.
Taking advantage of this rare moment of calm, everyone is nourishing their spirits. They knew the battle to come would only get more brutal, so they were all enjoying this moment to themselves.
Maybe, in the next second, those magicians who used to be aloof and remote will be overwhelmed by the shells shot by mortals...
Although they don't want to admit it, their Everyone has a heavy heart. The opponent just made a tentative attack, but they have already paid a heavy price to block it.
No matter how proud people are, they have already seen how powerful those mortals are on the frontal battlefield. That was the power that once belonged to them, but now it belongs to someone else.
"Here!" A young soldier with a suitcase walked to the edge of the crater, squatted down, and handed a bottle of blue potion in his hand to the magic warrior in the crater: "Magic refill! We don't have much stock."
"You'd better give me another one, I'm afraid one won't be enough." The magic warrior in the crater extended the hand and caught the hand of the other party. The magic crystal bottle given to him showed a somewhat reluctant smile: "Thank you."
"There are no more! Everyone has only one, which is the rule above." The young soldier explained After saying a word, I wanted to get up and leave.
The magic soldier in the crater stopped the other party and said, "Hey! I said, kid! The people above are also impossible to count the number of soldiers killed so quickly, right? You give me one more. , I have one more person here!"
After he finished speaking, he pointed to a corpse that had long been cold beside his crater: "He's not dead yet!"
In fact, the armor on the corpse has been twisted and deformed, and it was obviously directly hit by the shock wave of the cannonball. Even the magical Defense Talisman text above was not able to save the life of the armor owner.
"He's still alive?" The young soldier with the luggage was stunned for a moment, and then he saw a horrible face under the twisted armor: "Ah!"
Startled, he almost fell into the crater. Although he had seen a lot of dead people along the way, this one was the worst among the dead people he had seen.
"What are you afraid of? He was a nice guy when he was alive and always likes to joke around. He's from Burkeland, but he's a decent guy." .
Youngster turned pale and felt like he was about to vomit, so he handed another bottle of magic supplement to the other person: "Don't say it! Please stop it! Damn it, damn it! "
He left the crater in a daze, and before he took two steps away, he heard a gunshot. He subconsciously shrank his neck, quickly found a bunker to hide, and then dared to look back to see what happened.
Then, he saw a magic Legion soldier being hit by bullets, and there were many people around helping to pull the wounded him back to a safe position.
"Sniper! There is an opponent's sniper!" The position was chaotic, many soldiers were running, and the originally silent position immediately became panicked and noisy.
"Where's the doctor? Someone was shot!" Behind the bunker, someone shouted loudly, but Alanhill was waiting for a new round of shelling.
A cannonball landed behind the ruins behind the youngster, and the young soldier delivering the magic refill felt the ground under his feet suddenly tremble.
Then, before he could subconsciously cover his ears, the loud explosion swept in, causing him to involuntarily frown and narrow his eyes.
A battle has begun, and I don't know if the magician who was hit by the sniper will get the treatment he deserves. No one cares about the wounded comrades anymore, because the shells like raindrops have already fallen. ►
Long Ling's body is almost in good shape, and he will start to make up tomorrow, so please look forward to it.
(end of this chapter)