Chapter 1322
My Empire Chapter 1322
2020-12-30
Chapter 1322 1324 City"Retreat!" Looking at the small village with thick smoke in the distance, No. 157 The leader of the white clothed Swordsman, who was reinforced from the outside of the village, reluctantly gave up the attack plan.
He has already invested more than 300 troops in such a small village, but the roof of that village is still covered with the damn black golden eagle flag that makes him a little annoyed.
Seeing the huge explosion just now, he felt that no matter how hard his troops worked, they couldn't take down the village in the distance.
Comparing the weak civilians before, the civilians who were slaughtered by them, and the real army in front of them, the gap is really too big.
In his opinion, this is simply the existence of two different worlds: these civilians are too weak, while these armies are too powerful to be feared.
No matter how he attacked, the enemies there were very tenacious to push them back, and what made him even more helpless was that no matter how he attacked, the opponent's defense didn't seem that strong.
From the beginning to the end, he had only seen three sturdy war chariots, shuttled in the middle of the defense line, and above his head, there would always be some strange aircraft, constantly suppressing and Interfering with the deployment of his troops.
Although he has shot down a lot of small, unremarkable oddball contraptions, he doesn't feel any joy in winning.
In front of such a small village, he had lost more than 270 people, and 30 were seriously wounded, becoming a burden to his troops.
There are only less than 200 people left in his hands now. If he continues to attack at this time, it is very likely that the soldiers he brought with him will all perish here.
What made him very uneasy was that there was no news from the troops on the flank for a long time. There were more than 100 people there. If there was no accident, they should have sent someone to contact them long ago.
If that unit had an accident, it would be even more dangerous for him to go deep here alone. If the enemy is flanking from the two wings, it is really not easy for him to escape.
Thinking of this, he gave the order to retreat without hesitation. The white clothed Swordsman beside him, after hearing this order, immediately started retreating with the wounded.
The troops of Sword God Sect are not like serious troops. Their cooperation and offensive tactics are very shallow. It is only because of their strong personal strength that they have strong battle strength.
Before they faced, they were just some weak opponents, which did not make it necessary for them to improve their battle method. After all, they could win no matter what.
But now, when they face the well-trained Combat Unit of the Alanhill Empire, they look immature. They lacked the system's combat cooperation, and when they retreated, they were even more chaotic.
Some people used Flying Sword to carry the wounded and mixed in the crowd, some people followed behind with some tents and other supplies, only the Swordsman scattered around, making the team look slightly Kind of like that.
However, when a hapless white clothed Swordsman stepped on the green light that seemed to be absent with one foot, with a crisp sound, a jumping thunder flew up and interrupted. Beautiful serenity of these white clothed Swordsman.
"bang!" When the body-protecting Flying Sword slashed at the jumping mine, the jumping mine also exploded, directly covering the surrounding white clothed Swordsman with shrapnel.
This group of white clothed Swordsman obviously didn't know what rocket mines meant, and certainly didn't know the variety of mines in the Alanhill Empire.
A Swordsman, who was scared by the explosion, stepped back and stepped on the fuze of the mine. He felt that he had stepped on something, but he had not seen similar movies, so he did not know how to step on it. The reason why you can't move on it.
So, he was so scared that he quickly raised his feet, and then the mine exploded as it should be by rights, blowing half of his leg into the sky.
Most of these landmines of the Alanhill Empire are not sharp weapons for killing people. At the beginning of their design, their goal has been determined: I only want you to have one leg!
It's not kindness but more cruelty, that's the terrifying of modern weapons, it's not about killing people like scything flax, but about consuming every drop of the enemy in all fields Bone blood.
Blow up one of the enemy's legs, wasting several enemies' battle strength, forcing them to rescue the wounded, and every day in the future, the wounded will consume supplies and medicines... this is the real cruelty.
"Everyone be careful! Pay attention to your feet!" A white clothed Swordsman glanced at a black mine that had been thrown on the ground beside his feet, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and loudly reminded his companions.
Actually without his reminder, everyone started to get cautiously. The marching speed, which was fairly fast before, became slow immediately.
What they didn't know was that the purpose of these mines was to slow down their marching speed and buy more time for the troops surrounded on both flanks.
Now, the time has come, the Alanhill Imperial troops on both flanks are ready, and behind them, a large number of grenadiers have reached the pre-selected Defensive Array.
This white clothed Swordsman's army is actually completely surrounded, but they don't know it yet.
When they realized that they were surrounded, lost one's head out of fear spread in this white clothed Swordsman team of less than 200 people.
However, worse than their hapless Sword God Sect experts was another Swordsman who encountered the Demon Race army.
At this moment, they have been wiped out. Not a single one is left, it has become the food of the devil dog, and it has become the achievement of the Demon Race.
I felt the jade slip was broken, and the face of white haired old man Zhang Jia became more and more ugly. He dispatched three teams of 500 people, and five teams of 100 people, and arranged more than 2,000 people.
As a result, more than 2,000 Direct Disciples have now lost nearly 1,000 people! A team of 500 people was completely wiped out, and the other team has also suffered heavy losses. What's more terrifying is that the five teams of 100 people who are responsible for supporting are now only one left!
That is to say, the opponent has hoarded heavy troops in almost all directions, and has the ability to defeat hundreds of white clothed Swordsman...
"These... bastards! Zhang Jia angrily lifted the head, took out a peak carved from white jade from his arms, and injected his Spiritual Qi into the peak: "You, all of you will die!"
In Behind him, inside the Spatial Teleportation gate of the Sword God Sect, a mountain with a huge rune formation slowly emerged.
"Master...you, why did you bring your own fairy mountain summon..." A white clothed Swordsman asked in surprise as he looked at the solid mountain peaks in the distance.
"I want to show them what real...power is!" white haired old man Zhang Jia coldly said.
At the same time, near the magic eye of the Alanhill Empire, a city several times larger than a mountain is slowly appearing.
(end of this chapter)