"Long live the Ilancire Empire!" On the ground, the demon grenadiers of the Ilancire Empire who had been suppressed finally let out a long-lost roar.
They jumped out of the hastily constructed trenches and began to counterattack the enemy forces in front of them.
"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!" Following the commanders' orders one after another, the tanks rolled over the dilapidated trenches, crushed the bodies of the sweepers who died in front of the positions, and rushed into the enemy's ocean.
"Long live the source of magic!" Hill drew out the long sword from his waist, and roared hysterically. He rushed out of his trench, strode forward, and rushed towards the sweepers who had begun to retreat.
"Long live my emperor!" Sun Rui also followed. He had never fought such a comfortable battle. After suppressing it for a long time, all his emotions were released.
Once upon a time, he had forgotten the title of emperor. In his concept, only the sect leader and the elders were powerful and omnipotent.
But now, when he saw the huge fleet like the Milky Way in the universe, when he saw the huge monsters like mountains, when he saw warriors as powerful as himself rushing on the battlefield like an ocean, he knew that he was
It's that miserable frog in the well.
How do you say that? The pattern, the pattern... is too small! Only now does he know that there are dark forces in the universe that are unwilling to allow civilization to continue, and there are also powerful super civilizations that can compete with the dark forces.
And he has just joined such a super civilization, become a member of the empire, and become a soldier under His Majesty the Emperor!
No regrets! When Sun Rui jumped out of the trench, this was what he was thinking about.
Being able to fight with his friends, he has no regrets!
Being able to fight for such an empire, he has no regrets!
Being able to fight such a powerful enemy, he has no regrets!
Being able to fight on such a battlefield, he has no regrets!
In short...he has no regrets!
In front of him, Hill had already wielded a sword wrapped with lightning and chopped off a sweeper's head.
Further ahead, an electromagnetic tank was firing at the enemy, and the light from a row of tracer bullets covered the battlefield.
The enemy soldiers directly in front were thrown off their backs, and explosions devoured the bodies of the sweepers in the distance. Screams were heard one after another, and the enemy had obviously collapsed.
Sun Rui's flying sword passed over his shoulder, with a cold light, and penetrated the chest of a sweeper in front.
Before the sweeper could fall, Sun Rui had already wielded the sword in his hand and chopped down another enemy.
He pulled out the pistol from his waist, shouted loudly and pulled the trigger on the third target.
A bullet shot out in the light of the gun muzzle, directly piercing the unlucky guy's head. Sun Rui turned around and struck out with his sword again, slashing away another sweeper behind Hill who was trying to sneak attack.
As for Hill, who was standing in front of him, a round magic defense barrier had lit up in front of him at this time, helping Sun Rui and himself block the incoming black energy group.
The explosion shook the nearby ground and began to tremble, but no one had the intention to pay attention to these details. They just ran forward desperately, killing all the enemies in front of them, killing all the enemies in front of them.
Above the two of them, Albert was still fighting. He waved his wings and smashed the Prowler fighter jets flying around him.
He is also a little embarrassed now, because those magic defense barriers can no longer completely block the enemy's attacks, and his physical body has also been attacked by many enemies.
However, relying on the size of his body, these attacks were completely unable to cause fatal injuries. Albert ignored the small wounds on his body and launched another energy impact in one breath.
It was as if the dragon's breath covered the entire battlefield, and a sheet of energy enveloped the sweeper's position. There were sweeper troops that were burned to death, and the miserable corpses of the sweepers were everywhere.
"Kill!" Hill kicked a sweeper down, and cut off the other person's head with a backhand sword. He shook off the blood on the sword, and then stepped forward again.
Sun Rui followed closely, holding his long sword and letting the flying sword fly around him. The two of them climbed over the commanding heights of the mound one after another.
On the reverse slope, there were still densely packed enemies. The electromagnetic tank that was charging forward just now was destroyed and killed not far away.
The fierce fire and billowing smoke obscured the side view, and it was unknown what the fighting situation was like on the other side. Sun Rui did not bother to check if there were any survivors in the tank, and continued to follow Hill towards the enemy formation.
"Go home! Let's go home!" Hill moved forward and said to Sun Rui without looking back: "Follow me! Kill these bastards and we can go back!"
Seemingly realizing that this was their hope, Hill, who was already in despair, ignited hope of returning home. Soldiers with hope will naturally have stronger combat effectiveness.
He stabbed forward with his long sword, piercing the sweeper in front of him, then used the opponent's body as a shield and strode into the enemy's formation.
Then he threw the corpse away, his sword flying, and chopped down three or four sweepers in a row. The sweepers further away tried to sneak attack Hill, but their heads were chopped off by a flying sword.
"Breakout!" Not far away, a shout suddenly erupted from other troops. Through the smoke, Sun Rui seemed to see many Ailan Hill Empire troops entering the battlefield.
He didn't know how long he had gone forward, or how many enemies he had cut down. When Hill felt that his magic power could not keep up, and when his body began to feel tired, suddenly
, a different scene changed in front of him.
The guard soldiers who blocked his advance no longer continued to fight back against him vigorously. The sweepers were lying on the ground, with broken limbs and broken arms everywhere, and there were bloody corpses everywhere as far as the eye could see.
"Huh...huh..." Panting, Sun Rui also walked up to the commanding heights and saw the extremely tragic scene on the reverse slope.
Then, he seemed to realize something, raised the sword in his hand, and cheered excitedly: "We... are victorious!"
Yes, they broke through the guard's defense line, successfully broke through the enemy's encirclement, and under the cover of the Dragon King, they fought their way home!
"Hoo, ho... Long live Ailan Hill... long live!" Hill gasped and raised the weapon in his hand, his high-pitched voice echoing on the battlefield.