My Empire

My Empire Chapter 550

2020-11-03

Chapter 550 551 rushed to the other side of the

world, stepped on the broken sword, looked at the deformed armor fragments, looked at Seeing the dried blood on the ground, Sapphilar pressed the long sword around his waist without showing any expression on his face.

He hadn't spoken for a long time, and since Lonzadelai was killed on the Greken Front, he seldom spoke, and still does.

The Battle of the Pass is still going on, but the tide is turning in Greken's favor. A special operations force from Alanhill arrived just in time to help stabilize the situation with the Gricken garrison there.

Unfortunately, before that, an old magician had been killed in Greiken, and a memorial meeting for that old magician was being held here.

The memorial service on the battlefield couldn't be simpler, but it still made Safilar feel heavy and uncomfortable.

Just behind him, where he was standing, an M4 tank from Alanhill drove past, its rolling tracks covered in mud, the golden eagle emblem for Safi Lal looks awkward.

Yes, he doesn't like Alanhill, he has always felt that mortals are only mortals, and that only the great magicians deserve to participate in the holy war against demons.

It was embarrassing for him that the great magicians could not win the holy war against the demons, and they now needed mortal strength to hold their defenses.

The time and opportunity that Longsa Delaifa Saint won with his own life, Greken couldn't take advantage of - Sapphilar stood there, listening to Alanhill coming from behind. The sound of the reinforcements' engines was seeing the devastation of the entire Greken.

Worlan Pass is full of ruins, the collapsed city wall and countless corpses piled up here, the troops who finally got a breather, the soldiers who supported each other, told Sapphilar about this. The battle was brutal.

Not far away, the giant war machines that were too late to remove when the demons were retreating were paralyzed on the battlefield. These giant war chariots, made in reference to Alanhill's tanks, were full of barbs, like An enlarged A7V tank.

It's just that this huge war chariot has no artillery, not even a magic cannon, just a giant trebuchet.

What's annoying is that in front of the paralyzed war machine, there are some long spears, and now on top of those long spears, there are still some corpses of Greken giant horse cavalry who have been dead for a long time. .

"General...we..." A magician came over, looking at the Alanhill armored units that were not supposed to be here, frowned said to Sapphilar: "We should defend our country , what is it to let these mortals come here?"

"Shut up!" Sapphilar interrupted the other party's words coldly, his tone was full of disgust and sadness: "Lonza de Lafayette Who dares to waste the opportunity that I have won with my own life to stab him!"

The high level magician who wanted to say a few more words heard this and looked at Safi. Laerna had an unsightly expression on his face, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but still didn't say anything after all.

The backbone of this country has left forever a few hours ago, everyone has their own ideas, and everyone will go to different endings because of these ideas.

Another armored vehicle rumbled past behind Sapphilar, and the Alanhill armored soldier sitting on it looked down at the ancient troops wearing armor, his eyes full of puzzlement and disdain.

Of course he doesn't know why these troops are still insisting on such backward equipment, and of course he doesn't know what the people in front of them have experienced in the past few hours.

These soldiers who use cold weapons, with their bodies, with the swords in their hands, with the armor they wear, fought bravely and tenaciously against enemies ten times stronger than them, and persisted until Reinforcements arrive.

The commander and the gunner sitting on the tank were frowned and looked at the corpses of the human compatriots hanging on the spears when they passed by the giant demon war machines.

"Why do these demons do this?" The gunner leaning on the tank cover felt disgusting and was about to spit out the lunch he just ate.

The dried red blood on the spears is horrible to see in the sun, and the bodies that have lost their lives hang there like this, making people simply can't bear to look directly.

"How do I know." The commander covered his mouth with his hand, and lowered his voice to replied: "I think the demons hate us, they must hate us so much...they want us to die."

"How do I know.">

"You're right, they hate us." The gunner nodded, agreeing with the commander's words: "Also, we hate them too."

"Yes, we hate them too. "The commander looked at the corpses of the Greken soldiers that had not been sorted out, and repeated the commander's words: "I wish I could kill all these damn demons with my own hands!"

Not far from here where dozens of Alanhill's grenadiers were holding their AK-47 assault rifles, surrounding a Final Struggle demon soldier.

The opponent waved the long sword in his hand and roared loudly at the Alanhill soldiers wearing tactical vests and new helmets.

A demon with a mouth full of fangs and teeth, and the black blood on his body makes him look a little embarrassed. It was a wounded demon, he roared loudly, Final Struggle under the hail of bullets.

The surrounding Alanhill soldiers did not intend to capture the prisoners at all. They held their own weapons and kept firing, allowing the dense bullets to limit the movement of this demon soldier.

They didn't dare to approach, they were just using various weapons to consume each other's life. The demon soldier was hit by bullets with wounds all over his body, and Black's blood continued to flow out of those wounds with his movements.

"tú tú tú tú !" Suddenly, a leading Alanhill veteran seized the air strike and hit a row of bullets on the demon's neck and face. The vital part was suddenly hit, and the dying demon finally screamed and fell to the ground on its back.

Following, those Alanhill soldiers who were still in control of the distance and refused to go forward finally swarmed up, trampled the fallen demon under their feet, and filled up a lot of guns.

At first, the fallen demon was struggling to stand up, but then he lost his voice and just lay there, trembling slightly from the bullet.

Farther away, some demon dogs in small groups were being chased by Alanhill's gunships, the engines roared in the sky, the sound of the Vulcan guns was one after another, and the demon troops had completely lost their previous attack on Woo. The imposing manner at Lan Pass was pursued by Alanhill's Army Air Force.

However, farther away, the demon's troops have not completely retreated. They are still gathering and preparing to launch a larger-scale attack.

The demon troops still had an absolute advantage in numbers, and only part of the demon troops were repelled. The remaining demons will continue to attack until the Vorlan Pass is captured.

The main reason they didn't attack right now was because Alanhill's 9th Army Group was counterattacking on the northern front, and the entire flank of the Demon attacking force was threatened.

The devil has no intention of retreating, and of course human beings will not give in an inch of land. As more and more of Alanhill's Combat Units arrive, the demonic forces find their opponents in front of them increasingly difficult to mess with.

Yes, it's getting tougher - just a few minutes ago, Alanhill's ultra-long-range rockets, armed with a large number of cluster bombs, attacked the demon's follow-up forces.

In just a few seconds, the three assembled teams of ten thousand demons, under the attack of cluster bombs, turned into pieces of meat of several square kilometers.

When the demons retreated a little, some strange rockets landed between the two armies.

Then the demon army started to fight back, only to discover that those strange, non-exploding rockets were actually carrying all kinds of mines.

Alanhill's sappers quickly laid rockets, and in a short period of about ten minutes, more than 4,000 mines were deployed to parts of the area between the two armies.

These mines quickly blocked the contact between the two sides, which is why there were still demon troops attacking in the distance, but the demon troops nearby seemed to have been wiped out.

Alanhill's ground forces have begun deploying their new Defensive Array site at Worland Pass, taking advantage of the precious time gained by the engineers and the air force.

In the back of these positions, excavators briskly dug the concealed pits needed by the tanks, and ordinary soldiers wielding shovels were also working hard, and they were preparing to repair their defenses before the next attack of the demons. fortifications.

Because it is a temporary construction, these fortifications are basically not covered by roofs, and of course there is no absolute security.

As long as the construction is complete before the next demonic attack, ensuring that the infantry have their own cover, the project is completely complete.

"The devil has launched an attack! Do you hear the sound of those mines exploding? We are the closest line of defense to the devil! Immediately enter the battle state! Quick!" A voice sounded from a distant position, reminding with their own descendants.

At his orders, the soldiers worked faster. They piled packed sandbags up ahead of the trenches, forming a long parapet with a unique shape.

And behind this parapet, hundreds of Alanhill soldiers are sorting their weapons, they are preparing for the next battle, and they will block the attack of the demons and put those demons. Destroyed on the road of attack.

Behind these soldiers, one M4 tank after another stopped behind the reverse slope, and a little further behind, there were the Greken soldiers who were bowing their heads and picking up the corpses. The city wall of Wallan Pass, which has long been beyond recognition beyond recognition. ►

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