Chapter 1137
My Empire Chapter 1137
2020-11-03
Chapter 1137 1139 Old General's attack"Two imperial concubines? What are you kidding?" Kneaded the message into a ball of paper , Medeas frowned and threw the paper ball at his feet: "Isn't this roasting me on the fire? This is much more serious than my command being hit."
After finishing speaking, he He looked towards General Hyde Kanon next to him: "This is more disgusting than sending a telegram urging us to speed up our attack."
"What's the matter?" General Hyde Kanon has not seen the letter. The telegram, because it had turned into a ball of paper, rolled not far away.
"Princess Andrea and Princess Vivian will personally lead their troops to attack the Temple of Witholans!" Mediyas replied fiercely.
"God horse?" When Heidekanon asked this question, his voice changed. The word can mean everything from disbelief to fright just by listening to the sound.
"Let the troops on the front line speed up their attack! No matter what kind of difficulties they encounter! Give me within 2 hours to advance to the Temple of Withallans!" After thinking for a few seconds, Mediyas took over the command from Hedecathlon.
He had just visited the positions of the 1st Armored Corps of the Demon Realm Expeditionary Force of the Alanhill Empire today. As a result, here, he received this telegram that gave him a headache.
Therefore, as it should be by rights, this time the routine inspection became the commander of the Alanhill Imperial Expeditionary Force to personally supervise the battle.
"Order the military artillery, cancel the rest, and start strikes all areas from H to L immediately! Immediately! Immediately!" Hyde Kanon, who came back to his senses, also quickly spoke and ordered loudly.
"Hey! I'm Medeas! Yes! Decentralize the artillery support of the Bourkeland Fortress to the 1st Panzer Army! Yes! Yes!" The phone was about to be answered, and he opened his mouth to give an order.
"Hey, hey, hey! Yes, it's me! Banner is on duty. That's Lewis? Let him answer the phone! Yes! The situation has changed! Send all the tactical support aircraft you can find, at any cost. Attack all identifiable ground targets in Witholland!" The air force liaison officer's hand trembled while holding the phone.
Fearing losses, the Air Force had almost canceled the bombing of Withall Rance. But this time is different, even if they lose 100 aircraft at a point, this battle must be fully supported!
Even if half of the front-line air force is lost and 1,000 pilots are lost, the battle in Witholland must be ended before the princess arrives at the front line!
Remember the original Air Force goal? The one who "played Vivienne"... Now it's just the other way around, and "protecting Vivienne" is a task that the Air Force must complete.
The calls from the frontline headquarters here are one after another, and the first batch of artillerymen who received the task of firing has already started to attack.
The dull but not far 155mm self-propelled howitzer began to roar, shell after shell whistled past from the sky above the headquarters.
Then, the urban area of Witholland, which had just fallen silent, boiled again. It was as if the calm waters suddenly burst into waves.
"bang!" A shell fell between the ruins of a building, and the rubble rolled into the midair with the explosion, and then shattered into more fine stones and sand to hang down, It was as if a mud storm had fallen.
And these fallen dirt and rubble, before they fell back to the ground, were lifted into the air by a new explosion.
The entire land of Witholland trembled in the explosion, and the power of many large-caliber artillery shells when they exploded was comparable to that of an earthquake.
Those demon defenders, who were struggling with the explosion of the shells, didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief when the dense rain of rockets fell again.
This time, these stout rockets aren't carrying those damn cluster bombs, they're carrying a powerful TNT charge that's meant to destroy the buildings they hit in one fell swoop.
Hundreds of rockets fall almost at the same time, which is different from the concept of shells falling. Although the front-line artillery of the Alanhill Empire has fired more shells than the instant coverage of rockets.
In just an instant, hundreds of explosions bloomed throughout the city, The earth shook and the mountain quivered destroying heaven extinguishing earth.
Under such terrifying coverage, demon servants wearing heavy armor swarmed up, killing those demon defenders who were standing on the fragile defense line.
These demonic minions are ordered to defeat all enemies in front of them in a matter of hours, at any cost!
Yes, at no cost! They are no longer fighting alone. Behind them, human snipers and mortar units are pressing on.
The sudden climax of this offensive caught the demon defenders off guard, they lost their defenses, and in some places there were even large-scale routs.
The defenders were driven out or destroyed one block after another, and the soldiers of the Alanhill Empire could even see the half-collapsed Temple of Demon God from the cracks in the ruins.
Besides the ruins of the demon factory, which has long since changed beyond recognition, a demon struggled from the burial of the floating earth. He shook his head, shaking the dirt off his head.
Not far away, a Type 99 main battle tank with a remote-controlled weapon station is running over the collapsed factory outer wall. There was no wobble.
The next second, the tank stopped abruptly, and a fiery burst of flames spewed from the steady barrel.
The sound of the cannon made the demon who had just climbed out of the rubble and soil dizzy. He hurriedly pulled out his long sword from the soil next to him, then struggled to get up, moved towards the opposite direction and panicked. 's escape.
Because of the cover of the reverse slope, he turned around a collapsed corner and saw a few companions hiding here.
"Big, where's your lord!" He almost climbed up to an old soldier and asked in a low voice.
"When the shelling started, he told us to hold our position, and then we never saw him again." The veteran was holding a Mauser 98K rifle and a long sword around his waist, looking quite Embarrassed: "I don't know if I ran away or died."
"Then... Then what should we do?" The demon who finally escaped asked nervously.
"What else can I do..." The veteran leaned against the corner, stuck out half of his head and glanced at the human tank showing off one's military strength: "Withdraw! Follow this road to the other side. , another ruin, there should be our people over there!"
(end of this chapter)