Chapter 1309
My Empire Chapter 1309
2020-12-30
Chapter 1309 1311 did not save himFrankly speaking, hypersonic ballistic missiles have been used, and the Alanhill Empire has also Can't afford to consume. Not to mention the price is very high, and ammunition reserves will also be tight.
Therefore, the inference of the white haired old man of the Sword God Sect is correct, and the second round attack of the Alanhill Empire will indeed weaken a lot.
The speed of the Tomahawk cruise missile is obviously less exaggerated than that of the ballistic missile, and it is easier to defend. Such subsonic missiles are cheap and naturally easier to intercept.
The only thing that makes Sword God Sect experts fear is the warheads carried by these missiles, which are really powerful.
Even if they are successfully intercepted at a distance of dozens of meters away, and destroy the missile body with their Flying Sword, the next huge explosion will also spread to the surrounding Swordsman.
This is really a depressing thing, and the experts of Sword God Sect don't know how many similar weapons the other party has.
Therefore, even if a Tomahawk cruise missile can only consume one or two white clothed Swordsman, they also feel that they are very disadvantaged.
"Can't they just be dignified and fight us head-on?" A white clothed Swordsman embarrassedly emerged from the dust from the explosion and cursed loudly.
Amid his yelling, another Tomahawk cruise missile was intercepted by Flying Sword in the distance, exploded in midair, and turned into a fireball.
No one knew when such an attack would come to an end, until everything stopped, and the resentful white clothed Swordsman began the suffocating process of searching for the bodies of their companions in the crater again.
"Master!" A white clothed Swordsman cup one fist in the other hand bowed his head: "Another seventy people were killed! More than a hundred were injured!"
white haired old The man waved his hand impatiently, and threw the recipe that came to send the bad news out: "I see! You leave first! I have my own arrangements!"
and the others retreated, white The haired old man looked at the parts on the table again, and the displeasure on his face became more obvious.
"There is not much spiritual medicine! Many injured people, especially those who are seriously injured, even if they are rescued, they will not be of much use to the sect." An old man said, as if While talking to himself, he seemed to be suggesting something.
Of course he didn't say these words in vain, he said these words for the white haired old man. Consuming sect resources to save the wounded who can't be saved, this also has to bear some pressure inside the Sword God Sect.
This place is originally a powerhouse is respected. It is because people who are capable take up more sect resources. If it weren't for the war, this situation will only be worse.
"Then stop the spiritual medicine of the seriously injured wounded first!" The white haired old man weighed it and ordered to the old man, "You know, this kind of thing is not allowed. Come on!"
"Yes!" The old Swordsman, whose cultivation base was obviously inferior to that of the white haired old man, bowed his head slightly, cup one fist in the other hand and said, "I will arrange it! It is said that the doctor is corrupt. spiritual medicine, and then you can deal with the doctor."
It's not the first time he has done this kind of thing, anyway, it's always dead men tell no tales in the end. There is no handle at all.
No way, who made this place a Sword God Sect! If everyone didn't recognize such a system, they would have left long ago, right?
At this time, a sudden voice rang from outside the tent: "Get out of the way! Get out of the way! I'm Lu Yun! I want to see the Master! I want to see the Master!"
>His voice was so loud that even a white haired old man could hear it clearly. white haired old man brows slightly wrinkle, coughed and walked out.
The Swordsman on both sides helped him open the tent's curtain immediately, a beam of sunlight shone into the tent, and the darkness inside immediately faded a lot.
The white haired old man motioned for the two Swordsman who stopped Lu Yun to step back, and then motioned for Lu Yun to follow him back to the tent.
With a wave of his hand, a water glass on the table flew to Lu Yun and hovered there.
Lu Yun quickly took the water cup, opened the mouth and said thanks, and then drank it before saying: "Master! The team that went to the location of Divine Sword was surrounded by thousands of weird puppets. Intercept, all, the entire army is annihilated..."
He clutched his broken arm, coughed up blood, and continued: "The other party has a strange weapon, where are we hiding? , they can follow wherever they go, and they explode when touched, very powerful..."
"So... my elder disciple... has fallen?" The white haired old man known as the Master Interrupting Lu Yun's words, he only asked how his discipline was.
Lu Yun looked pale and replied: "Report to Master...Eldest Senior Brother, Eldest Senior Brother is indeed, indeed, has fallen..."
"So, attack the opponent The expert's plan failed?" The old man spoke again, and asked in a long voice.
He doesn't seem to care about Lu Yun's injury, or how the 300 experts are now. He only cares about his elder disciple and the progress of the plan to behead the leader of the other party.
Lu Yun's face paled even more, after gasping for two breaths, he continued to reply: "Report to Master...there are many enemies, and there are such weird puppets everywhere, we even, we even the leader of the other party They didn't even look, they didn't see... they were defeated."
He actually said it very euphemistically - because the actual situation was that they were beaten without even seeing Holy Sect City. A falling flower.
No way, the bad news that 300expert wiped out the whole army has made the white haired old man's breath a little unstable. If you don't say something nice at this time, you may be unlucky.
Thinking of this, Lu Yun continued to add: "The other party has already prepared, and the number of people is much larger than ours. We fought hard and killed countless enemies. In the end, because there were too many enemies, only the The one who can retreat..."
"Very good! Very good!" The white haired old man nodded slightly and walked to Lu Yun's side with a kind smile.
He stretched out his thin hand, pressed it on Lu Yun's shoulder, and asked slowly, "Thank you...Thank you for risking your life to send back such important news..."
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After he finished speaking, he moved his hand to Lu Yun's neck, and with a sudden force, Lu Yun's body struggled a bit and slumped down.
"But...you shouldn't be alive...child! You shouldn't be alive! They are all dead, all my elder disciples are dead! How can you live!" The white haired old man throws away After seeing Lu Yun's body, he stood up slowly, whispered coldly.
He walked aside, took a warm towel from the hanger, wiped his hands carefully, and handed the towel to the old man beside him: "Take him out, The injury is too serious, I tried my best to treat him, but I couldn't save him... It's a pity."
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We will start making up tomorrow! Don't be impatient!
(end of chapter)