Chapter 1161
My Empire Chapter 1161
2020-11-03
Chapter 1161 1163 Can't wait"For the great Demon King Your Majesty! In today's battle, victory is at hand! "A demon officer pulled out the long sword from his waist, faced the neatly lined up men, and shouted at the top of his voice.
In front of him, the demons in neat armor blocked their ferocious-looking faces with their visors, then screamed, holding their weapons high and dashing into the collapsed courtyard wall.
On the opposite side, the demon defenders, who were also holding long swords and shields, tried their best to block the enemies who rushed into the wall, and then there was an evenly matched bloody battle.
The demons stationed on the core defense line are still somewhat different from the demon troops on the periphery. At least in terms of equipment, they look much better.
These demon garrison troops stationed on the ruins of a former steel mill can form an orderly phalanx, and they can also use ancient tactics to fight the attacking demon servants. , it is clear that they are an elite force.
Now, the two armies are strangled together. The demon servants of the Alanhill Empire rely on well-equipped equipment, while the other demon defenders rely on the bravery of Final Struggle.
At this stage of the battle, basically, you slashed me, and I slashed you, this kind of flesh-and-blood strangulation.
What makes people feel sorry for the devil is that the Alanhill Empire wants this kind of strangulation, this kind of crazy strangulation that can destroy a generation.
even more how, with the support of sophisticated armor and equipment, the bloody battle between the demon servant army and the demon defender is almost the state of you slashing me once, and I slashing you dozens of times.
It's not so much a fight as a kind of venting on both sides of the war. As demons, it has been too long for them to have such a good fight according to their familiar appearance.
In the army formation of the demon garrison, the leading demon officer held a long sword high, and the blade was shining with magic light.
The slashing of his sword, crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood, slammed into the giant shield held by the Alanhill Empire's demon servants before him, making a tinkling sound.
The warrior beside the officer was pierced by the sharp spear pierced from the gap in the shield, and fell down screaming.
And the officer took advantage of the situation to grab the pole of the spear and pulled the spear out of the shield with all his strength.
The opponent obviously did not intend to wrestle with this demonic officer, so he just gave up his weapon. The demon officer didn't expect that the other party would give up this incomparably delicate spear so easily, and immediately retreated a few steps in embarrassment.
He retreated to his formation, and the soldiers standing in front of him were pierced by more spears pierced from the shield formation.
The blood of black was sprayed on the exquisite shields of the Alanhill Empire with the golden eagle emblem printed on them. These shields formed a city wall-like army, which was slowly advancing in the sound of the heroic drums. .
The brave or cornered demon soldier soldier uses his body as a meat shield, slams into those thick shields, and hugs those long spears that pierce him with both hands.
The follow-up demon defenders waved their swords forward again, piercing the long sword from the gap in the shield, and when they were pulled out, some of the blades were still bright, and some were covered with the same black blood.
A shield soldier fell, and behind the heavy shield, another young demon stepped forward with a shield. He didn't even look down at the corpse under his feet, and behind him, the people who stepped on the corpse were densely packed endlessly.
On the ruins in the distance, the young demon officer who had passed the letter retreated to a safer position. He came here with an adjutant, and saw that the way was blocked by the attacking Alanhill Imperial army.
"We can't make it through... an attack of this scale will definitely not be separated until it gets dark." The young demon officer swallowed a mouthful of saliva, licked his dry lips with his tongue, and said to himself. said the adjutant.
"Let's go to the other side, although it's farther away, but at least it's safe." The adjutant was only wearing armor, with two daggers in his waist and a long sword in his hand.
This long sword is gleaming with sharp cold light all over, but it's simple and unadorned. It seems to know that this is the standard long sword of the Alanhill Empire, which is specially allocated to the demon servant army.
A demon defender with ability will find a way to get such a weapon for himself. After all, in such a cruel battlefield, relying on those rusty tatters can not save his life.
So, unless a high-level officer has an ancestral magic long sword, the rest of the demonic defenders will try their best to find an enemy weapon.
Because anyone who has used them knows that these batches of forged weapons are very strong and very easy to use.
"Let's go..." The young demon officer, who knew that this side was completely unworkable, stood up and slapped his armor twice: "Go back! Since there's a fight here, let's let Old General will lead people to attack from the flank, and we will defeat the enemy here first."
"Fantastic!" The adjutant's eyes shined, and said in agreement: "This way we have a reason to retreat here, at least we can Let our troops last for a few more days..."
"It's just one day..." The young officer sighed, raised his foot and walked back: "Without food, it won't be long before we will die by ourselves. It's going to collapse!"
He stopped before he took a few steps. The adjutant who was following him suddenly bumped into his back.
The adjutant was on guard in a panic, and then following the eyes of the demon officer, he saw a black flag rolled down from the high ruins.
The ruins were their garrisoned position, and the flag was the enemy's black flag...
"The position is lost!" Sitting on the big rock beside him, his eyes were full of loss.
The young officer also sighed and sat down on a large rock by the side of the road. He looked at the leather pocket around his waist, which contained what he was going to deliver to the Templar Garrison Commander. letter.
"Let's go! Let's take a detour and go to the temple." The young officer who was very familiar with the neighborhood finally cheered up a little, he stood up, came to the adjutant, extended the hand, and pulled it up own comrades.
The two disappeared one after the other at the end of the alley where only the prototype was left. A few minutes after they left, the army soldier, the demon servant of the Alanhill Empire, came here.
These brightly armored warriors cautiously inspect every corner of the place, because missing an enemy will cause casualties to those who follow.
The difference is that behind them, there are actually two human soldiers wearing power armors. They can't wait, they want to decide a victory or defeat in Witholland as soon as possible...
(end of this chapter)