Chapter 1256
My Empire Chapter 1256
2020-11-27
Chapter 1256 1258fast as lightningElf Race's warrior fighting style is not as brutal and team-dependent as Beastman Race Discipline. Their more proud way of fighting is to fight individually, using the terrain to defeat their opponents one by one.
Of course, this tactic is used against evenly matched opponents like Demon Race.
Now, what stands in front of these warriors of the Elf Race are those on Planet Hope 2, the natives who will not use a little magic...
So, these When the Elf Race warriors entered the field to attack, they made their opponents feel a deep sense of despair.
When the Soldiers of the Rock Empire standing across from them saw only a few dozen enemies rushing towards them, they thought their chance had come.
Without battle formations and shields, these charging Elf Race warriors, in the eyes of the soldiers of the Rock Empire, are here to give away their heads.
So they stood shoulder to shoulder, shields and long spears, ready to wait for the Elf Race warriors walking right into a trap to charge up and ram themselves on the point of their spears.
It's just that, as the distance approaches, the warriors of the Elf Race started their own performances.
A Elf Race female warrior headed by then waved, and the long sword was wrapped with terrifying lightning magic. The light on the long sword was extremely dazzling, and the lightning extended the attack distance of the long sword, and it also attached a deadly sharp attribute.
This is not a good frontal steel gun, this is a naked plug-in! The soldiers of the Rock Empire, who were just thinking about colliding with each other, were instantly completely unprepared by the dazzling magic.
It's said that everyone is a two-dimensional, what's the matter with you three-dimensional strike? youngster doesn't talk about martial arts!
Just when the soldiers of the Rock Empire had not finished complaining about the enemy in front of them, their phalanx was split by the troops of Elf Race.
Yes, cleaved...literally cleaved. Those sharp electric currents, like living snakes, jumped in the crowd, like a whip, scorching all the targets passing by.
This is a real crush. A 2,000-person phalanx, facing 50 magician attacks, was defeated with no difficulty.
Hundreds of people instantly turned into a state of charred blackness. Even if they didn't die, they could only fall to the ground, twitching and moaning.
The remaining soldiers were so frightened that the soul flew away and scattered, turned and fled back. Even their commanders had forgotten to push down these collapsed soldiers, and instead ran back with them.
Just kidding, you let us attack the monster, and everyone may not be so desperate. To let mortals face heavenly thunder, who has the guts?
Much faster than Beastman Race's slow crush, magician's attack speed is faster. These Elf Races are running on the ground, not because they can't fly, but because they are deliberately controlling their attack speed.
If it flew up and used magic like a bomber in the sky, the opponent's loss would not be what it is now.
What they want is to destroy the enemy according to the predetermined plan, not to keep the tens of thousands of people here - although they have this ability, they can't do it.
"Is there a mistake? This is still not retreating? Are your commanders all lunatics?" Marvin saw that the battlefield had turned into a massacre, and looked towards Lu, who was beside him. Man, asked.
To tell the truth, as a magician, he has never seen an army of mortals fighting to the death and fighting with magic with his own courage, but such battles are rare, or in the magic world. The mortal empire has been used to the premise of the existence of magician, and only the determination and perseverance are so persistent.
However, on Planet Hope 2, which has not fully experienced magic, this kind of persistence seems a bit too hard, or it is commendable.
Luman's face was full of bitter expressions. He didn't think for a while why his country's army had been beaten to such a state, and he still insisted on fighting.
The next moment, he finally realized the crux of the problem - the commander of the Rock Empire, Fokker, may have lost effective control of the entire army at this moment.
After all, Fokker does not have an unmanned reconnaissance aircraft hovering over the battlefield to watch the battle, nor a battlefield control system that can communicate with all commanders at once.
Therefore, he hurriedly opened his mouth and explained: "...Our messenger cavalry needs time to pass the order to all the commanders of the phalanx..."
"The backward world." Marvin shook the head, then grabbed the Wireless Electronics walkie-talkie at hand: "Harold! Harold!"
"I'm Harold! Your lord! What's your order? Repeat! Your lord, what's your order!" There was hardly any interference, and Harold's clear voice came from the walkie-talkie.
"Is there a way to get the commander of the other side to quickly give an order to retreat?" Marvin pressed the call button and asked.
"We have drones to alert each other that we have found their headquarters." Harold replied.
"Then miss a little first and warn the other party that they have entered our forehead range!" Marvin thought for a while and decided to give the order more clearly. He didn't dare to say "cause some trouble for the other party" any more casually, because with such an order, maybe Harold would accidentally give the other party's headquarters a pot.
Harold also heard what Marvin meant, and said comforted: "Don't worry! I will let the unmanned attack aircraft avoid important targets!"
Released With the communicator hanging on his ear, Harold looked towards a non-commissioned officer beside him, and ordered: "Fly the unmanned attack aircraft group! Avoid the command position of the opponent just found out, and attack the surrounding area!"
The non-commissioned officer nodded slightly, then raised his arm, and started to operate on the tablet strapped to his arm.
The roof of a heavy armored vehicle without a turret began to slowly lift to the sides as the hydraulic rod was raised.
Then, one after another, the unmanned reconnaissance aircraft was propelled into the sky by the rocket booster like a rocket launcher.
And just as these rocket boosters were flying into the sky against the drone, Fokker had already seen the embarrassing defeat of his infantry phalanx.
He couldn't believe his eyes, because he saw with his own eyes that the enemy formation with only about 2,000 people had already penetrated two of his 2,000-person formations!
If you count the phalanx that is collapsing now, there are already three large phalanxes of 2,000 people, which were smashed by the enemy's hollow phalanx!
(end of this chapter)