"Get ready to fight!..." Facing an enemy that was ten times more numerous, the battalion commander of Ailan Hill was not intimidated at all. Instead, he was filled with a sense of expectation for victory.
His soldiers had formed three queues, lying in front of countless soldiers from the other side. They did not retreat, and they did not even show any signs of panic. They just mechanically checked the weapons in their hands, preparing to send them to the enemy later.
The last great gift.
"1000 meters! The enemy is approaching! Prepare to fight!" This is the first time for this battalion commander to command a battle independently. He really wants to prove himself and win the victory before him.
All the soldiers raised their weapons in front of the mountains and seas of people. They calmly loaded the bullets into the barrels of their guns, and then used the rear sights on their guns to suppress the target in the distance. This time, they were performing a defensive mission.
So they chose to fire and attack from further away.
When the opponent was still about 500 meters away from him, the battalion commander decisively gave the order to fire. He did not dare to put the opponent too close, lest his numerical disadvantage be taken advantage of by the opponent.
"Bang!" Gunshots rang out, and dozens of soldiers from the Allanite Empire's army on the opposite side fell down at once. With the firing of the row of rifles, Alantan commander Zorn, who was riding on horseback,
Eyes widened.
Like Alan Lombak who saw a rifle for the first time, he was stunned by the horrific sight before him: the other party could actually fire from such a long distance and knock his own soldiers to the ground.
If it weren't for the giant dragons of the Holy Demon Empire behind him, if this war wasn't related to Arant's life and death, and if it wasn't for the fact that there were so few soldiers on the opposite side of Elanhir, Zorn would have really turned around.
Ordered to retreat.
"This! This is actually true!" Looking at the Alanshir infantry phalanx in the distance, which was as small as a small rock in front of the sea, Zorn thought for the first time that he might lose this war.
As if to give the best explanation for his fear, dense gunshots were heard once again from the phalanx of Ailan Hill. After the gunshots, hundreds more soldiers of the Arant Empire fell.
Soldier.
Every gunshot fired by the opponent was accompanied by the fall of almost the same number of soldiers of the Arant Empire. When the distance between the two sides narrowed to about 300 meters, Ailanthir's attacks became more and more sharp.
More Arantian Empire soldiers fell on the way to attack.
Along the way, the opponent has fired 15 volleys. Each time, hundreds of infantrymen fell. The number of soldiers who were killed was vaguely estimated to be about 2,000. Even outside the range of the bow and arrow, there were losses.
The fact that there were so many troops made General Zorn shudder.
The opponent seems to have only more than 500 soldiers! There are also some soldiers who seem to be commanders, and they have not made any attack moves so far. The opponent just stands there, shouts the passwords one after another, and then lets those terrifying
The short stick spewed deadly flakes of white smoke.
"Bang!" At a distance of about 270 meters, the grenadiers of Eiland Hill opened fire again. Their firing seemed to make General Zorn hysterical. In Zorn's view, the opponent's sound was continuous.
The sound of a gunshot frightened him more than the incantation.
"Come on! Let the 30,000 troops behind us press on you! Press on me! They only have 500 people! Tens of thousands of troops can't defeat even 500 people. What are we going to do in the future? Ah? What should we do?" The voice has already been heard.
Zorn changed his tone and loudly gave the order to continue the attack.
Under his command, more Arantian Empire troops began to slowly crawl forward. The continuous sound of horns represented the determination of the most powerful Arantian army in the Mortal Empire.
Knight Commander Ildor, who was still silent as he mingled in the crowd, looked at the 500 Elanthir troops opposite who were constantly causing trouble for the Arantian Empire army, and seemed to be sizing up his prey.
"I haven't seen such a powerful mortal army for a long time... Their weapons are very strong. Our dragon may not be able to withstand attacks from these weapons too many times." After watching it for a few minutes, this man
The knight commander said to his companions.
"I suggest launching an attack immediately and letting the dragon destroy this army. They are insisting here now, and there must be reinforcements behind them... If they are allowed to join together, it may be more difficult." A dragon knight from the Holy Demon Empire pressed a long button.
Jian, suggested to his commander.
"You are right!" Ildo nodded and agreed with his men: "Go! Bring me victory! All the dragon knights in your team are dispatched! Be careful and don't cause trouble."
"Yes! Lord Knight!" With a slight nod, the knight slowly retreated down the hillside. But in the distance, the dense gunshots were still beating everyone's hearts.
"Bang!" Once again, he knocked out 5 bullets in his bomb bay. An Irish Grenadier retreated behind his comrades and calmly loaded new bullets into his rifle. In his ammunition bag
There is still a lot of ammunition in reserve, thanks to the increasing bullet production.
While he was loading the bullet, a soldier in front of him who was ready to shoot pulled the trigger and fired a bullet that had been prepared for a long time. The bullet flew a distance of about 260 meters.
Hit an Arantian Empire soldier who had just walked here.
There was no time to appreciate the results of his victory. The Eiland Hill Grenadier pulled the bolt of his gun and let the shells fall to his feet, hitting the shells already on the ground with a clanking sound. He continued
He took aim and pulled the trigger at the target directly in front of him.
From the beginning of the war to now, they have killed about 3,000 soldiers of the Arant Empire, but on their own side, it seems that there is not even a single wounded person. It is like defeating them in normal times. The enemy is really too weak.
What's the use of having more people? War has changed beyond recognition. Now, having more people does not necessarily mean strength and victory. Now, who controls the future of the world, who represents the most powerful productivity, and who is closest to victory.
people!
"You guys are too weak!" He muttered in his mouth as he fired the third shot, causing another unlucky guy on the opposite side to fall down clutching his chest. Arant's war drums were beating loudly, but starting from just now
Alante's soldiers never advanced further.
"Yes! The soldiers of Arant are too weak!" The soldier who was ready to take over from his comrades at any time nodded in agreement behind his comrades and said, "I'm ready!"
Then, in the next second, on the opposite slope, behind those distant hills, a huge shadow suddenly rose into the sky. All the soldiers of Ailan Hill stopped shooting, and their eyes widened.
, watching the black shadow soar into the sky, letting out a harsh roar.
"Roar!" With a shuddering roar, another black shadow rose into the sky from the reverse slope. Then came the third and fourth ones. These shadows were probably thousands of meters away, so Ailan Xi
Your soldiers can easily see those huge figures hovering and soaring in the sky.
"It's a dragon! It's a giant dragon!" A soldier shouted in a trembling voice. He felt that his calves were constantly trembling. Even the hand holding the rifle, which was originally firm and strong, could not stop trembling.
.
"The Magic Empire is coming!" The battalion commander held his long sword and raised his head to look at the approaching figures in the distant sky. The expression on his face was indescribably wonderful. He knew that he might not see victory today.
, which seems a bit of a pity.
"Keep fighting!" The first company commander to come to his senses took out his pistol from his waist and loudly cheered for his subordinates: "Long live His Majesty Chris! Long live Ailan Hill!"
"Alan Hill will win!" All the soldiers began to continue shooting, harvesting the lives of the soldiers of the Arant Empire who took the opportunity to shorten the distance between the two sides 200 meters away. After another round of intensive gunfire, the Arant Empire's
The human wall was knocked down again.
"Hoo!" However, in the sky, a giant dragon flapped its wings, rushed down from the clouds, and opened its bloody mouth towards the phalanx of Ailan Hill. The Ailan Hill soldiers in the back row also did the same.
Instinctively, he raised his weapon to the sky and prepared for a desperate fight.
"Hoo!" Before it could rush forward, a stream of flames spewed out from the giant dragon's bloody mouth, like a giant flamethrower, forming a huge flame in the sky. This flame continued to fall,
It was like a falling meteorite that crashed into the phalanx of Eiland Hill.
"Bang!" The Airan Hill soldiers, who had already seen the flames above their heads, closed their eyes and looked into the air in despair and pulled the trigger. Because of the sunlight and the fireball, they could not see their target, so they could only rush
Fire.
The next second, the flames hit the crowd. Dozens of Elanhir soldiers screamed and struggled in the sea of fire, and then turned into broken black coals, breaking and collapsing in the flames.
"Help!" After all, the soldiers of Airan Hill are made of flesh and blood. Their achievements along the way are all achieved with advanced weapons. In terms of courage and perseverance, they are no better than the opposite Alan Hill.
How much stronger are the Imperial soldiers?
Therefore, when a real test of blood and fire came, the soldiers of Alain Hill also collapsed. They saw their companions turned into ashes and coke, ignited by the flames, beating and twisting, and finally died, and the Alant Empire
The soldiers were also in disarray.
"Keep firing! Keep firing!" The battalion commander stood at his command position, holding a pistol and pointing at the sky and constantly pulling the trigger. His distance was too far, and the bullets could not hurt the giant dragon a hundred meters away.
So after he fired all the bullets in his pistol, he still didn't create any miracle of slaying the dragon.
