The sense of oppression from hundreds of giant dragons is huge. Even if this is the imperial city of a human city, the standing defense force will still be under huge pressure when facing these giant dragons.
In contrast, the incomprehensible steel behemoths on the ground did not arouse much vigilance. The tank's thick muzzle was used as a lance. This is because they can run at high speeds on the ground and their huge size.
Judgment made based on weight.
Douluo also has heavy cavalry, galloping iron cavalry. They have terrifying attack power. If they charge head-on, even the soul master legions are unwilling to resist, but such cavalry are often extremely heavy. A dexterous soul master can easily evade it.
Their spears used their own soul skills to kill the enemy through the gaps in the armor.
Although these huge steel creations look extremely solid at first glance, they look bulkier than cavalry. Even the soul masters cannot hurt these big iron guys. Their bulky bodies can never hurt the soul masters.
In the words of the commander standing at the top of the city, these huge steel creations are just flashy and waste a lot of high-quality steel. They are also completely unable to play a decisive role on the battlefield.
Obviously, they have never seen a scene where thousands of guns are fired, and everyone misunderstands the function of the long pipe on the tank. If it is really just installed on it, and a long gun is used to stab people, then it is considered an ordinary
It is difficult for people to be stabbed by him.
However, the speed of artillery shells is much faster than that of a tank charge, and its power cannot be compared to a simple collision. Even the thick city walls cannot withstand their volleys.
On the city wall, Kundera was marching in person. If he didn't want to be in charge, there was nothing he could do. He was forced to the gate of the imperial city. If he couldn't wait for the reinforcements to arrive, he didn't know if the country would be destroyed. By the time he came to this, his king would be dead.
.
Imagine that if he was captured by the enemy and hung on the flagpole to threaten the king's army, Kundera would feel depressed. His brothers would definitely shed tears and express that the interests of the country are paramount and the love between children is important in the face of the survival of the kingdom.
I can only give up temporarily and shoot him to death on the flagpole with my own hands.
What is the basis of the enfeoffment system? Loyalty, law, loyalty, and observance of etiquette are all bullshit. The only thing that is truly reliable is the fist. Back then, the emperor of Zhou was able to entrust the world with his fourteen divisions. He picked up a knife and chopped down whoever he wanted.
Who can be killed?
All Kundera can count on is his direct troops, and the rest of the Qinwang army are all masters who adapt to the situation.
However, Lan Nuo obviously did not intend to give him a chance to wait for support. He spread his wings and flew into the air, pointing the sharp sword in his hand directly at Kundera at the top of Barak City.
"Kundera, I will give you five minutes to consider. Either open the city gate and go out to negotiate, or I will personally blow open your city gate in five minutes!"
call out!
Dark arrows of light shot out, and at the top of the city, the seventh soul ring of a seven-ringed soul saint disappeared in his hand. He actually used his soul ring as an arrow and shot it out with his own martial soul!
boom!
A violent explosion burst into bright fireworks in the air, and the sharp sword flew out in a spiral, showing that his master's body was gone. There was a burst of cheers and cheers on the city top, cheering for the soul saint's attack.
Buzz!
The roar of the sword and the cheers that sounded like dragons suddenly stopped. The sharp sword was once again held by someone. Lan Nuo's figure reappeared in the air, unscathed. The sword was still pointed at the tower, and there was silence for a while.
"Do you know why my sword has no edge?" Lan Nuo's eyes were sharp: "Because I never need to use it to kill the enemy. My people, my army is his edge! The territory they can reach
, is the length of my Wufeng!"
As he spoke, Lan Nuo raised his sword: "Since you choose war! Then I will give you war! The whole army will attack!"
Lan Nuo's offensive choice was more swift and violent than Kundera imagined. There were no elegant warriors like knights in a gladiatorial battle, nor was there an all-out charge with two armies lining up, but only the purest explosion!
In the face of steel and flames, romantic war will eventually become the tears of the times! Iron and blood, smoke and flames of war are the main themes of war.
The artillery position two kilometers away fired a saturation shot at the opponent on the spot. The loud noise and roar seemed to declare to the whole world that he was the king of artillery and land warfare!
Skyfire fell from the sky. The fragile city wall could not protect the archers hiding behind. In fact, even if the city wall was extremely strong, it was useless. The range of the bow and arrow could not reach the artillery two kilometers away. Even the soul master's soul skills were very small.
There is one with such a long range.
In the sky, under the protection of thirty-three thousand-year-old dragon cavalry, the dragon cavalry army began to bombard the city wall!
The Destruction Mushroom is the most useful aerial bomb. It is small in size and powerful. When it hits the ground, it will be a mushroom cloud. Ordinary soldiers, even soul masters with the fourth ring and below, have no ability to resist such a bombing. They are doomed to be hit by the shock wave.
A fatal outcome.
War is so cruel, with bloodshed and death accompanied by the roar of artillery fire all the time. In this era when human life is as short as grass, in the face of death, the soldiers of the Barak Kingdom only have fear and numbness.
The tanks didn't even have a chance to take action. The opponent no longer had the courage to engage in effective field battles. Lan Nuo's attack was far more ferocious than Kundera imagined. He thought that the main force of the attack would be the dragonriders. As long as there was a strong person to restrain them, he would be able to defeat them.
With the superior strength, it shouldn't be difficult to deal with the heavy cavalry regiment outside the city.
However, now, the artillery fire has caused him to lose all contact with his subordinates. The soldiers do not know the generals, and the generals do not know the soldiers. There are only two Soul Douluo worshippers and ten powerful soul emperors or above, but these people can only barely protect him in the battle.
Survived the bombing.
So far, those terrifying ten thousand-year-old soul beasts in the sky have not even released a soul skill other than throwing explosives. The gap is so hopeless that Kundla once doubted whether he could compete with the King Qin's army when they arrived.
Lan Nuo was not worried about Kundera's reinforcements at all. His army was different from Titled Douluo. Titled Douluo would be tired, their soul power would be exhausted, and they would be exhausted to death by the human sea tactics. One person could kill ten thousand people.
A pig can be soft-hearted, let alone ten thousand people who can resist.
But machine guns are different from artillery. They will not tire. As long as there is ammunition and barrel, they can keep roaring and holding the trigger. Ten thousand pigs can be killed in front of the machine gun position in less than a minute.
Not one of them is left.
The kingdom does not have a Titled Douluo, so they are destined to be killed by Lan Nok. They cannot rely on their crushing strength to break through the machine gun positions and destroy the crazy output of the artillery positions. How many people come are sent to the meat grinder.
vegetable.
Five minutes later, the artillery fire ceased, and the western wall of the Balak Kingdom was in a mess. It could no longer even be called a city wall. The only thing left in ruins was the tower where Kundera stood.
Lan Nuo stood on the back of the Blue Lightning Dragon King, his posture did not even change, his sword was still pointed at Kundera, his cloak was fluttering in the smoke, and his voice was cold and calm:
"War or peace."
[To be continued]
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