Chapter 1414
My Empire Chapter 1414
2021-03-09
Chapter 1414 1416 AdviceJust in the cratered position, a group of Swordsman of Sword God Sect In the midst of a hail of bullets, fight and retreat.
They have abandoned their original positions and retreated in the direction of Hammerfall. Because they have no reinforcements, the number of people is also less and less.
"Without reinforcements, we will be destroyed here." A Swordsman anxiously said to the old Swordsman who kept retreating beside him.
The old Swordsman, headed by him, also looked helpless. He had asked people to ask for help early on, but until now, the reinforcements he was looking forward to have still not arrived.
"I don't know why, but the people who asked for help haven't come back, and I don't have a good solution!" The old Swordsman explained helplessly, walking through a bald forest. Afterwards, they reunited with the Swordsman of another celestial Sword God Sect stationed in the vicinity.
"Why did you give up your position? You will be punished for retreating here!" A sword cultivator stationed here stuck his head out of a huge crater and defeated the front of the position. shouted the Swordsman.
The old Swordsman, headed by him, stopped and explained, "We applied for reinforcements, and we haven't yet received reinforcements... There are too many enemies, so we can only retreat."
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"Go back! The above order is to stick to every inch of land! If you leave your post without authorization, if you are held accountable, you will lose your life!" The Swordsman shouted loudly, looking like he was about to drive away the defeated soldiers. write.
There is no way, they are already the core Defensive Array of Hammerfall Mountain, and the outer positions are lost. They are the front line here. The Swordsman stationed here naturally does not want to face the enemy.
"Our medicine pills and Magical Artifacts have all been sold out, and going back is also a death sentence! Let us stay here and fight with you." The old Swordsman cupped the hands helplessly, hoping that the other party would give him a hand. Chance.
In this case, everyone knows very well that without the support of Magical Artifact and sufficient medical pills to support Spiritual Qi's supplementation, fighting is no different from dying.
It's one thing to know, but it's another thing to let the other party go AWOL. The Swordsman, who was lying on the edge of the crater, continued to shout, "Stop talking nonsense! Hurry back! Otherwise our Flying Sword won't have eyes!"
As if to warn them, a handle Flying Sword swept across the clearing, swooping down the old Swordsman and jumping.
If it is normally, the opponent's cultivation base may not dare to provoke such a provocation, but at this time, the defeated soldiers led by the old Swordsman themselves do not have much Spiritual Qi reserves, so naturally they dare not provoke the opponent easily. .
Not dying by the hands of the enemy, but by the sword of one's own people, it is really too embarrassing.
"You'll regret it!" The old Swordsman bitterly dropped such a sentence, and then returned to the bald forest with the remnants of the army.
They're building a simple Defensive Array there, ready to wait for other routs, and the enemy that's about to get there.
"The reinforcements we applied for didn't arrive. What's going on?" At the main position of Hammerfall Mountain, a Swordsman anxiously asked the leading commander.
The Swordsman who commanded the battle was about sixty years old, and his browsers tightly knitted his eyes to the front of the highland: "I don't know what happened, we were heading to Holy Sect City at noon. VIP, but now, no reinforcements have appeared."
"Not only did the reinforcements not come, but the people who went to call for reinforcements did not come back, if I hadn't known the road to Holy Sect City The road is still under our control, and I suspect that the other party has cut off our traffic." The commander clenched his fists and said.
As of yesterday, reinforcements were still arriving, some even on precious flying boats. In the entire Falling Hammer Mountain, there were probably tens of thousands of reinforcements yesterday. Together with the troops originally stationed here, the defenders were once strong.
However, since the fierce battle this morning, the Sword God Sect Swordsman on Hammerfall Mountain has lost thousands of people, but one reinforcement has yet to arrive.
This is a bit confusing. The Swordsman of Sword God Sect, who is still fighting on Hammerfall Mountain, also became people were alarmed after the hard battle. Some people don't know what to do. .
"How many more people should I send over?" The Swordsman asked unwillingly, "Maybe it's because of some delay, I'll bring people over this time in person."
"I'm afraid you're gone, and you won't be able to come back." The old commander shook the head and said, "Maybe there won't be any reinforcements, we can only rely on ourselves."
"What do you mean?" The Swordsman hadn't figured out what the old Swordsman meant for a while, stunned for a moment, and asked subconsciously.
When he asked this sentence, he also figured out the key, and then immediately stared wide-eyed: "You mean...the above is going to give up Hammer Down? Yes, but , why?"
"Maybe to buy time, maybe to let those puppet troops of the Alanhill Empire enter Holy Sect city... In short, it seems that the more complicated the environment, the more beneficial the battle is to us, Isn't it?" The old Swordsman answered the question at hand.
"But, but what about us?" The Swordsman asked the old Swordsman a little unwillingly, and then asked the old Swordsman: "We are still here!"
"We? We are just to adjust Deploy, the part that was abandoned!" The old Swordsman continued absentmindedly.
"Then, let's withdraw to Holy Sect City..." Hearing the old Swordsman's words, Swordsman was stunned again, and then asked tentatively.
"We didn't receive the order to retreat, can we survive when we go back? Don't be stupid, you are not the first sect to enter..." The old Swordsman who commanded the battle shook the head and said with a bitter smile: "What we can choose now is to stay here and wait for the sect to retreat...or...forget it...don't talk about it."
Just as the two of them were talking At that time, a shell in the sky suddenly exploded, making a dull sound.
Then, when everyone subconsciously shrank their necks, the colorful flyers slowly fell like snowflakes.
"My fellow Sword God Sect! Please surrender to our Nine Nether faction for your own life!" A flyer with a coloring picture with hands up slowly landed On the position where the Sword God Sect Swordsman were stationed.
"My name is Lu Dazhuang, I am a cultivator from Sword God Sect Sanbaofeng, I surrendered to the Nine Nether faction two days ago, my injury was treated, they were very good to me, no Abuse, trust me, put your hands up..." Another flyer fell, with a "heartwarming" admonition written under the smiling face of a man with a bandage on his head.
(end of this chapter)