Chapter 1252
My Empire Chapter 1252
2020-11-25
Chapter 1252 1254 He wants to scold peopleThe battle in front of you is actually what many races in the Alanhill Empire are accustomed to and familiar with fighting. They were still fighting in this way ten years ago, but the Alanhill Empire suddenly emerged and nue one of them.
There are now many armies in the Alanhill Empire that maintain this primordial fighting status, including a large Demon Race army, a Beastman Race army, a Dragon Clan army, and a portion of the Dragon Knight army.
These units are not equipped with a large number of modern weapons, and the Alanhill Empire has no excess production capacity to provide them with enough weapons and equipment.
To produce old-fashioned armor, a factory that produces stainless steel cutlery will do, and it can produce cosmic spaceship, obviously it is impossible to rely on a factory that produces stainless steel cutlery.
In the past two years, the Alanhill Empire has been expanding its production capacity for spaceship and large-scale machinery. Those small factories are basically standing still.
After finally training a decent worker, he was pulled away by a big factory to serve as a high-level engineer. The management department lacks a large number of workers, and the production gap at the grassroots level can only be filled by puppets.
These puppets can be supplemented, and it is not a panacea solution. Many production lines cannot rely solely on puppets, so most areas are still in the gap of and the others or dwarf engineers.
The familiar rhythm, familiar atmosphere, and even the weakness of the enemy are all familiar to Beastman Race.
This made people very happy, Aria watched the arrow rain falling from the sky from the gap in the shield of the soldier in front of her, and then heard it, as if raindrops hit the eaves. sound.
The densely packed crackle made Aria a little happy. She smiled, pushed aside the shield in front of her, pressed the long sword around her waist, and shouted loudly: "Continue to mock. !"
Those Beastman Race warriors with heavy armor and sturdy shields in their hands, with contemptuous smiles on their faces, continued to beat the shields in their hands with their long spears.
Because of the sturdiness and weight of the shields, the incoming arrow rain didn't even fit into these Beastman Race shields. So they were not able to use the long spear dashingly to sweep away the arrows on the shield.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" These orcs continued to beat their shields contemptuously, as if they didn't care about the attack just now.
They can really care, because they didn't lose a single person in the dense arrow rain just now.
Only one soldier from the Beastman Race was hit by an arrow through the gap. The orc didn't care and pulled the feathered arrow out of his arm, spat on the wound, then dropped the feathered arrow and made a gesture of spreading his hands.
This action made the surrounding Beastman Races cheer for a while. These warriors who have come to this day in the battle against the Demon Race warriors do not look down on such minor injuries at all. .
It's more than disdainful, in the eyes of these Beastman Races, if a round of powerful magic-breaking arrows does not cause hundreds of casualties, it is a failed arrow rain coverage attack.
According to the artillery preparations of the Alanhill Empire they had observed before, a phalanx was not covered by a piece of artillery fire, and there was not much left...that is, the artillery of the Alanhill Empire released water.
"Long live the Alanhill Empire!" A strong orc roared loudly at the rain of arrows that struck again in the sky. At the moment when the arrow rain fell, he raised his shield to block his body.
"Dang! Dang!" The feathered arrows pounded on the shield, sending power to the arms of these Beastman Race soldiers without fear.
They have never been afraid of humans with swords, or they have never been afraid of cold weapons. This is what makes them desperate. It is the cannon fire of the human beings and the invisible bomber group in the sky...
After emerging from the shadow of the mechanized army of the Alanhill Empire, the Beastman Race is in Hope 2 On planet No. 1, I realized that not all enemies are as terrifying as the troops of the Alanhill Empire.
Across from them, the Archer of the Rock Empire was once again attacked by a gust of heavy arrows. They didn't have the protection of shields, and directly fell dozens of pitiful persons.
"The opponent's archer has a longer range than our archer! Damn it!"
The place where his troops stood was absolutely safe. The archer of one's own side rushes forward in order to directly attack the opponent's infantry phalanx and attack the opponent's morale.
Seeing, the enemy archer standing behind the phalanx of the opponent's infantry can actually shoot arrows behind the infantry and directly hit the archer troop advancing forward of the Rock Empire... This is very painful. .
This means that the artillery of the attacker is attacking the trenches of the opponent's infantry, but the artillery deployed behind the trenches of the opponent can take advantage of the range to cover the artillery position of the attacker...
“ Keep firing arrows! I don't believe it! They have so few archers, how can they keep firing arrows so fast? Impossible!" The commander of the archer, after seeing that he had lost more than 100 archers, gritted his teeth and insisted road.
Then, before his voice landed, the opponent's third round of arrows fell just like that.
It is still a heavy arrow, still a super long range - the archer of Elf Race, that is the peak of long-range strike in the age of cold weapons, and the archer that suppresses human beings is simply a piece of cake.
"..." so fast? The commander was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the other party may have divided the troops into several batches and fired arrows in different rotations.
Just when he felt that he had figured out the key, he was standing in a very safe observation position, and suddenly a fast as lightning feathered arrow fell.
He didn't even react, and the feathered arrow hit his feet. When he realized that something fell in front of his face, the feathered arrow was already stuck on the ground, tail section. The feathers are still shaking with the tremor of the arrow shaft.
"What are you kidding...they can shoot arrows in this position?" He subconsciously lowered his head and pulled out the feather arrow from the ground, still muttering in a low voice.
When he pulled out the arrow and stripped the dirt off the arrow, the expression on his face became even more exciting.
It's a heavy arrow! Is a typical huge might armor piercing arrow. It is an arrow type that sacrifices range and increases destructive power.
"..." This Commander, now wants to scold people, really wants to scold people...
(end of this chapter)