Chapter 752
My Empire Chapter 752
2020-11-03
Chapter 752 754 Cruel GamesThe golden armor was pierced by a sharp sword, and the man lying on the ground had been dead for a long time, he He was holding a long sword in his hand, and his eyes were wide open unwillingly.
A pair of hands closed his eyes for him, and the man also in golden armor stood up and walked back to the group of standing companions.
"My lord! This squad has been killed for at least 2 hours, we are late!" The soldier pressed the long sword on his waist and lowered his head to report to the tallest and strongest man among them. .
"What did you find?" asked Dragon Clan commander Brooke frowned, who was ordered to lead the Dragon Clan troops into the battle.
"The opponent's battle strength is very strong, probably at the Archmage level..." The soldier who checked the corpse replied: "Ordinary soldiers fight against such an enemy, and the outcome of both sides cannot be determined."
The annihilated Dragon Clan squad in front of them actually didn't find anything. Next to their corpses, there were some broken white cloth strips. These rags have been stained with a lot of black dust because of the explosion, so there have been quite fierce battles here.
"We don't know how many people died on the other side, but they should be about the same as our soldiers," the soldier concluded.
"Let the troops concentrate and search forward with the Hundred Men Squad as the smallest unit! This kind of loss is too heavy, we can't afford it!" Brook thought for a while and ordered instructed.
"But, my lord, this will reduce our search range tenfold..." Beside General Brooke, another Dragon Clan officer questioned.
Brook waved his hand irritably and interrupted the other party's questioning: "There is no way! If the troops are too scattered, it will cause casualties. I have already lost hundreds of soldiers. If this goes on, how can I? Explain to the Dragon Emperor?"
"Humanity has lost thousands of soldiers..." The officer looked not far away, those destroyed Type 99 main battle tanks, and hundreds more Count the corpses of human soldiers, whispered.
"Follow my orders! Save ourselves so that we can continue to kill the enemy in this war!" Brooke insisted on his orders, and the officer could only bow his head and lead the way.
A dozen A-10 attack planes swept across the sky in the distance, and a mountain top there was suddenly covered by a violent explosion, and countless cluster bombs burst into flames on the top of the mountain. The earth was trembling constantly.
Alanhill's air force is desperately dispatched, they bomb all the open spaces without their own troops, and use this try one's luck method to slow down the advancing speed of those white robes.
They used to be reluctant to waste ammunition like this, but now they enjoy it. Countless ammunition was poured onto the forested hills of the wasteland valley, the noise was irritating.
In order to prevent the white-robed people from taking advantage of it, Alanhill's ground troops even started to launch the huge might weapons aimlessly first, in order to prevent these weapons from being captured by the enemy.
These white-robed men were scattered throughout the War Zone, and their attacks in parts made the entire area controlled by the magic continent coalition forces into chaos for a while.
Fighting is taking place everywhere, and there are no clear boundaries like front or rear. Alanhill's logistical forces suffered heavy losses, and as long as they moved along the road, they could see abandoned cars and fallen soldiers.
The logistics force without a powered outer skeleton is even more vulnerable when facing the white robes. They have no time to retreat, and there is no good way to fight. They can only passively face them, and then hundreds of thousands 's death.
The problems of the modern army are exposed in this battle. After the system is destroyed by the enemy's tactics, the fragility of a single link is highlighted, which will increase the loss tenfold.
By the time Falley led Elf Race's troops to an anti-aircraft missile site, there was no one alive.
The anti-aircraft missiles pointing to the sky were still placed there, and the soldiers who were responsible for manipulating these missiles fell to the ground in a mess, and had long since lost their breath.
The infantry battalion tasked with defending this anti-aircraft missile was nearly wiped out, so there's not going to be a good outcome here either.
Before the expensive missiles could stop the enemy's air force, they were destroyed into a pile of junk. The missile launchers that looked intact were actually slashed by swords. destroyed.
Alanhill has never encountered such a catastrophic defeat since the start of the war. Even now, the outcome of the battle has not been determined, but everything in front of him is already doomed to Alanhill's defeat!
"Find the survivors! Gather the wounded! Set up a vigilance in the vicinity!" Farai rode on the unicorn and ordered to the officer beside him: "Turn on the radio and report the situation here. Report to General Medeas!"
"Serial call from Saint Marlofa..." An Elf Race soldier with a Wireless Electronics station on his horse rode forward to the Falai's Beside, open mouth to report.
"What? Help? There are more than 50 people on his side..." Falley was obviously surprised when he heard the news, and immediately ordered: "Sim! Hurry up! When you meet an enemy on the road, don't be in a war!"
"Yes!" An officer who had been following Falley pulled the reins of his warhorse, and a dozen cavalrymen immediately followed. The cavalry of the team silver white quickly ran to the horizon.
"Saint Marlofa said that they were attacked by more than a dozen people in white robes. The opponent's battle strength is very strong, and they have lost more than a dozen people." The person in charge of communication Soldier, reported nervously.
Fifty Elf Races were suppressed by a dozen or so enemies, which had never happened before. For Falai, it is normal for a dozen Elf Race warriors to suppress hundreds of Demon Races.
"The white-robed man..." Falai muttered, looking towards his own soldiers who were setting up the camp. They were sorting out the corpses of human soldiers scattered near the missile site, and this scene seemed to be the war he was familiar with.
The last time he saw Alanhill in action was at the Second Battle of the Ferry. The Alanhill he saw at that time was so powerful that he was depressed.
Now, looking at the corpse in front of him, he had an absurd feeling of Heavenly God being knocked to the ground. At that time Alanhill made him feel that war was a game, and now war comes back to tell him that even if it was just a game, this game is the most cruel game!
Another formation of A-10 attack aircraft swept over the battlefield, and the ground shook again. A fire engulfed the distant woods, and the air smelled of coke.
(end of this chapter)