Chapter 1110
My Empire Chapter 1110
2020-11-03
Chapter 1110 1112 Small talk"You... can never defeat the great... source of magic..." One fell to the ground The demon soldier, spitting out black blood, said with difficulty.
The Alanhill Grenadier looking down at him was just coldly snorted, not even ready to refill with his weapon.
Because this demon has no chance of living, unless the medics of the Empire of Alanhill start rescuing the poor fellow now.
However, the medics of the Alanhill Empire are not obliged to save him, after all, after this battle, several wounded still need help.
"You will all die! You will all be killed by the great source of magic!" The wounded demon soldier who fell to the ground couldn't die in a short time, so he continued to ramble in his weak voice.
I don't know if he was trying to intimidate the victor standing next to him, or if he was trying to find a reasonable explanation for his own death.
The distant vibration was approaching little by little, and the demon lying on the ground felt that under his body, the earth was shaking violently.
He stared wide-eyed because he heard a loud rumbling in the distance and saw the huge monster that was a little closer!
Yes, it's definitely a huge monster, it's a city! A huge city is approaching him fast.
Bourkeland, the Fortress City of the Alanhill Empire, is also a moving fortress! Its silhouette appeared less than 30 kilometers away from Witholland!
Just in front of the dying demon soldier, this huge fortress was entrenched little by little, surrounding it layer by layer, and finally turned into a super fortress with layers of mosquito coils.
"What kind of opponent are we... fighting." The demon lying on the ground closed his eyes, because the outermost centipede tail of Burkeland just landed on this village. near.
The sturdy, metal-wrapped centipede legs fell heavily, just stepping on the side of the demon soldier.
He could even touch the end of the huge centipede's leg, and when the centipede's leg fell heavily, the dust splashed even buried half of his body.
The Alanhill Imperial soldier who had been looking down on him came back at this time with a cigarette in his mouth, and found a gravel as a bench in the dust that had just fallen with interest.
The heavy-armoured grenadier of the Alanhill Empire sat there, spit out a puff of white smoke, and asked the demon lying on the ground with a smell of contempt: "Now, do you still think we Will he be defeated?"
"cough cough..." The demon wanted to answer, and the black blood poured out of his mouth again. He coughed violently, and half of his buried body was twitching.
He actually wanted to say something, he still firmly believed that the source of magic would definitely win.
However, the demon soldier, who had already felt his life force was fading, suddenly realized that his persistence might be simply meaningless.
As a soldier, he has fought to the end for his country and his faith. He was about to die, and for a corpse, victory and defeat were nothing to contend with.
So, at this moment, he suddenly became open-minded, looked at the human sitting beside him, and breathed softly: "I don't know...but I have fought, it doesn't matter."
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"In a while...there should be a good show, which will let you know that this era is the era of the Alanhill Empire." The human heavy armored grenadier exhaled a breath of smoke and pointed his finger above his head: "You should Clearer than I can see."
Yes, the demon soldier lying on his back here, the dust has been dispersed in front of his eyes, he can clearly see the blue sky, and he can also see the blue sky and his In between, the thick, icy black gun barrels lay sideways.
There are hundreds of large-caliber artillery pieces in the Bourkeland Fortress. Although most of the artillery pieces are old models, the range is not very far, but the caliber of these artillery pieces is large enough.
Those 203mm caliber, 283mm caliber, and 406mm caliber cannons all have an ultra-long range of 30 kilometers.
even more how, there is also a terrifying 800mm caliber gun on the Bourkeland fortress, and its range is also more than 30 kilometers!
So all these artillery pieces can attack Witholland, the Alanhill Empire assault operation this time, the purpose of the campaign has been achieved! They obtained a bridgehead to attack Withallans, and at the same time opened the prelude to the official attack on Withallans.
"Have you seen those gun barrels? When I first saw it, what I thought in my mind may be similar to what you think." The smoking heavy armored grenadier pointed to the gradually rising overhead Gun barrel, said.
"What I'm thinking is, how can an army be able to fight against such a force? When this fortress was full of cannons, I felt my insignificance and understood a little of your desperation." He didn't mind at all that the demon lying on the ground didn't look away from those gun barrels, and continued to talk to himself little by little.
It may be that he has been fighting for too long as a soldier. He also needs a person to talk to. This human soldier regards the dying demon in front of him as a good target to talk to: "It's not flesh and blood. The will of steel that can resist! Do you think the source of magic is invincible? I think the Alanhill Empire is truly invincible in the whole world!"
"Look...it looks like we're...here Desperately... blocking you, yes, it's a futile thing..." The demon gasping for breath said, he tried hard to pull out his severely injured body from the upturned soil, but in the end he failed. .
Black's blood was mixed into the soil, dyeing the soil black. The demon stopped struggling and continued to look up at the continuously erected gun barrels in a daze.
He seemed to be waiting, waiting for the cannons to roar with dazzling light and billowing waves. Because in his short life of more than 20 years, he has never seen so many artillery pieces gathered together to open fire.
At this moment, he was about to lose consciousness, and all he could think about was how spectacular it would be to fire a thousand cannons.
"bang!" A 203mm caliber artillery spewed flames, followed by the roar of a 283mm caliber heavy artillery. More artillery shells were fired, and the sounds of various shelling were mixed.
When the 406mm caliber artillery also spewed tumbling air waves and flames, the Alanhill heavy armored grenadier sat there enjoying the sound of various artillery pieces, and saw the demon soldier's chest collapsed under his feet It went down, and it never bulged again.
(end of this chapter)