At Hammerfall Mountain, on the defensive position of the Heavenly Sword Sect that had just been captured by the Airancire Empire, the main force of the Airancire Empire was unfolding.
Countless armored vehicles rolled over an open space filled with fallen trees. In a corner, puppets were burying the bodies of the fallen members of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
The roar of the launch overwhelmed the sound of the wind. The tracks of the tank crushed the soft soil. The artillery that had already begun to set up positions slowly raised its slender barrel.
Their target is the Holy Holy City. The originally continuous Holy Holy Mountain has collapsed, and now the mechanized troops of the Eilanhir Empire are spreading out in the fractured valley.
The UPIA-1 mecha took heavy steps, walking beside the 99D main battle tank. The heavy armored grenadiers carrying 10mm assault rifles stared at the city in the distance that seemed to be very close at hand.
"Boom!" The sky battleship floating above everyone's heads was pouring ammunition towards the enemy's position in the distance.
The 500mm-caliber cannon roared, and the enemy's position began to shake violently under the bombardment of shells as heavy as a car.
A plume of thick smoke rose into the sky, and on the edge of the huge crater, swordsmen of the Heavenly Sword Shen Sect, bleeding from their seven orifices, were lying there in a mess, obviously no longer breathing.
What made the defenders of the Heavenly Sword Sect despair was that all this was just the beginning. Just when everyone thought they had seen hell, more intensive artillery fire plundered the entire defense line.
The shells fell as densely as raindrops, hitting the ground almost at the same time, and kicking up dust all over the sky almost at the same time.
Shrapnel flew across the entire battlefield, there were screams everywhere, and there was the sound of exploding shells that drowned out the screams.
Self-propelled artillery that fires with different trajectories can almost perfectly land three salvoes of artillery shells at the same time. This technology is not a big deal with modern artillery. The artillery of the Elanshir Empire has also begun to use such tactics.
The first round of artillery strikes is always the most effective. If it is later, the enemy will hide and conceal themselves - and when the first round of artillery strikes falls, everyone can simply lie down.
Hundreds of artillery shells fell to the ground at the same time, causing huge damage to the defense forces of the Tianjian Shenzong. They died one after another under the cover of artillery fire, and their bodies were covered by the dust thrown up.
When the artillery fire finally stopped, the main battle tanks of the Eilanhir Empire rolled over.
Completely different from those M4 tanks driven by puppets, the Type 99 main battle tank of the Airan Hill Empire is more flexible and has more terrifying firepower.
The ballistic computer and hunter-killer system cooperate with each other, allowing the tanks of the Airanhill Empire to have a first-time hit rate of more than 90%. When coupled with grenades, the killing effect on swordsmen is very powerful.
What makes those swordsmen even more intimidated is the almost invincible humanoid monster wearing heavy armor! Those UIPA-1 heavy mechas with golden eagle emblems printed on their shoulders are simply invincible in the crowd.
Direct attacks by flying swords cannot penetrate the steel plates that protect themselves from these mechas, and using magic weapons can easily expose oneself and attract more severe blows. The poor people of the Heavenly Sword Sect stationed on the battlefield found that they were not in the same place as their opponents at all.
level.
They once thought they were on the fifth floor, overlooking the enemies on the first floor. But now they found that although they were on the fifth floor, the enemies were in the stratosphere...
Burlison put down his telescope and looked away from the enemy position in the distance, where there was basically only thick smoke.
He looked at the adjutant beside him and asked, "Have the follow-up troops arrived at the designated location on time?"
"Yes! They arrived two minutes early." The adjutant replied with a smile: "The enemy troops are retreating. Their troops on both wings are shrinking very quickly. I don't know whether they are disintegrating or gathering towards the Holy City."
"If they want to gather troops, they will be the meat in our mouths!" Burlison smiled, walked to the front of the map, pointed to the positions of the troops on both wings and said: "Let the troops on both wings continue
Launch an attack! Use a pincer offensive to surround the Holy City!"
"Tell the 3rd Division of the Expeditionary Force to bypass Holy City and attack directly in the direction of Cambridge! Within 24 hours, I want them to appear near Cambridge!" Burlison tapped on the map and ordered.
"Okay! Commander!" The adjutant smiled and stood at attention, saluted, and then went to convey the commander's order.
Above their heads, a new round of bombardment began. The sky battleships lined up one after another, and all the gun barrels on the five battleships were aimed at the targets on the ground.
In this salvo, countless flames spurted out of the black hole of the muzzle. The automatic smoker caused the thick smoke to spray out of the barrel and spread in the sky, as if it were a thin layer of clouds, covering the sky.
A fleet of battleships.
The dull sound of artillery fire made Burlison feel a strong sense of urgency. He had to storm to Cambridge within 24 hours, and also pull out the nail of the Holy City within 24 hours. There was still a little pain on his shoulders.
Stressful.
"It depends on whether those idiots from the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect will cooperate." He thought to himself in his heart.
At the same moment, the swordsmen of the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect stationed on the road between Hammerfell Mountain and the Holy City were desperately retreating back.
No one could stop their retreat, because they knew that their fellow disciples behind them were retreating, and they would all be left behind to serve as cannon fodder.
It definitely doesn't feel good to be abandoned, not to mention that they have to face enemies countless times more powerful than themselves.
Although some people are still persisting, most of the swordsmen are retreating backwards. They have given up on the defensive line they should have been stationed on, leaving them to their fellow sects behind them.
In this way, the seven elders were defeated all the way and gained more than 20,000 disciples who fled from various places in the holy city. These people joined the troops guarding the holy city - because the seven elders were in charge, they did not dare to retreat without permission.
…
Now, there are about 100,000 wounded people in the Holy City, and there are almost 40,000 defenders, which can be regarded as "strong troops and horses".
The ones attacking these swordsmen were the main forces of the Airanhir Empire. There were 3 divisions of heavy armored grenadiers alone, more than 60,000 troops!
If you include the puppet's collaborative combat troops, the Airansil Empire has more than 100,000 troops, and it has also strengthened its sky battleships and various heavy equipment.
The combat effectiveness of the two sides is not at the same level at all, even if there are masters like the Seventh Elder sitting in charge.
After all, even though the Seven Elders are in charge of the Holy City, there are still experts on the side of the Lovely Lancier Empire...