Chapter 1170
My Empire Chapter 1170
2020-11-03
Chapter 1170 1172 Courtyard"Withstand! Withstand!" a demon defender shouted desperately, giving his soldiers They cheered, hoping that they could withstand the attack of the Alanhill Imperial servitors wave after wave.
The ground has long been blood-dyed into black, the corpses of demons have piled up like mountains, and there are stumps and broken arms everywhere. Some demons are not dead yet, lying on the ground whimpering and howling.
And the two sides didn't even look at the wounded lying on the ground, they stepped over the bodies of these wounded, and then brandished their weapons, making more blood, making more corpses, making More mutilated limbs and more wounded.
The demon servants of the Alanhill Empire did not plan to retreat this time. They organized one attack after another, pressing forward regardless of losses.
At this moment, the thick courtyard walls can no longer stop the attack of the demon servant army. Hundreds of demon servant army soldiers have rushed through the narrowest position, and they even closed the gaps in the two walls. Connected into one piece, occupying a position in the courtyard.
They stepped on the corpse and kept moving forward, and behind them, a T-99 main battle tank of the Alanhill Empire rushed over, and the car body smashed the part between the two gaps. on the verge of collapse of the wall.
In the rising smoke, the broken bricks on the walls of the tank began to increase the horsepower to reverse.
As soon as the tank retreated, countless army soldiers rushed in from this huge gap with their long swords held high.
Because the gap is too big, more and more army soldiers rushed in, so the position of the courtyard wall was a bit unstoppable.
The demon officer, who was still shouting just now, saw that nothing could be done, and finally ordered the soldiers around him: "Retreat! Retreat into the inner courtyard! Quick!"
>There are two courtyard walls in the entire Witholland magic temple. The inner courtyard wall is not as tall and strong as the outer courtyard wall.
After all, the outer courtyard wall seems to also take into account some defense needs. The inner courtyard wall is purely for appearance and partition.
Therefore, those courtyard walls will collapse as long as they collide with each other casually. They are not as easy to defend as the outside courtyard wall.
But something is better than nothing. Seeing that there is no danger in the yard, if you don't rely on the Final Struggle, the courtyard wall of the inner yard, then you can stay in the Grand Plaza, which is ventilated on all sides. There is only one way to go.
As a result, the armored demon defenders turned around and started to retreat, leaving behind some broken demons, who were quickly killed by the fully armored servant army.
Just at this time, in a bomb crater in the yard, in a temporary position reinforced with soil and rubble, a Maxim machine gun of the demon defender opened fire.
A demon, holding the grip of a machine gun in both hands, pointed the water-cooled muzzle at the unsuspecting minion demons. He pulled the trigger, and the sub-shooter beside him helped him put the ammo chain into the machine gun's body.
"tú tú tú tú!" The sound of continuous firing of the machine gun sounded, and the bullets fell into the queue of the demon servant army like raindrops.
In just an instant, the demon servant soldiers turned their backs. The demon hit by the bullet fell to the ground, and some demons raised their shields, but they could not escape.
"Go to hell! Traitor! Traitor!" The face of the demon shooter who held the trigger was full of madness. He was here to break up his comrades, and the defenders kept pressing and not using it. That's why it's a valuable machine gun.
"Tú tú suddenly!" Without the slightest pity or any hesitation, this machine gun fired frantically, killing at least thirty poor servant army soldiers in a short while.
There were more demons being shot down, they didn't have time to hunt down the retreating demon defenders, or even retreated out of the courtyard wall, and they fell one by one, one by one. of death.
"Crack..." Suddenly, the machine gun stopped making the continuous clattering sound, the muzzle smoked lightly, and the unfathomable mystery ceased.
"What's the matter? Why is it stuck?" Pulling the bolt, the demon shooter who wanted to troubleshoot looked at his machine gun, not knowing what to do for a while.
The sub-shooter helped pull the bullet chain belt made of canvas forcefully, and there was no way to pull the stuck bullet out of the bolt in the hustle and bustle.
No way, as the demon industry collapsed little by little with the war, the imitation weapons also lost their quality little by little.
I won't mention the dud bullet, it's just a bunch of bitter tears-every time the soldiers on the front line fire a dozen bullets, they may encounter one that can't be fired. Bomb, this kind of thing is no longer a secret.
What's even more depressing is that the length of many bullets will also have errors because the craftsmanship is not enough when the warhead is installed. If the error is large, it will get stuck.
The rifle is fine. Anyway, it fires one shot at a time. If it gets stuck, it gets stuck. But this kind of situation with machine guns really makes people want to cry without tears.
Of course, the bullets can't be all blamed...because, no one can tell if there will be any problems with the internal parts of the imitation machine gun.
After all, when there is a problem with weapons on the battlefield, 99% of the parties involved are not able to find trouble with those bastards who produce weapons.
Just as the two shooters were busy troubleshooting their machine guns, a huge shadow enveloped them. As the shadow grew larger, the surrounding soil also began to roll down the crater's slope along the crater's bottom due to the vibration.
The two realized something, and suddenly lifted the head, they saw two rolling tank tracks, pressing towards them and their machine guns.
The screams were buried by the noise made by the tank's 1,500-horsepower diesel engine, and only one arm kept shaking outside the track.
The sub-shooter, who was lucky enough to avoid the track, finally saw the blue sky again after the tank ran over, but the next second he was not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery.
Besides the crater are the armored demon servant army soldiers who just managed to escape from the muzzle of the machine gun.
"Wait...wait a minute! I, I surrender!" He tried to raise his hands, and was stomped on his chest by a soldier of the servant army who rushed down the crater.
He fell on his back, his foot stomped heavily on his chest, and before he could shout, the sharp long sword was stuck in his face.
Then, another sharp long sword pierced his stomach, and then another long sword pierced into his chest.
(end of this chapter)