The golden armor was penetrated by a sharp sword. The man lying on the ground had been dead for a long time. He still held a long sword in his hand, and his eyes were wide open unwillingly.
A pair of hands closed his eyes for him, and the man in golden armor stood up and walked back to a group of standing companions.
"Sir! This team has been killed for at least 2 hours. We are late!" The soldier pressed the sword on his waist and lowered his head to report to the tallest and strongest man among them.
"What did you find?" Brook, the dragon commander who was ordered to lead the dragon troops to join the battle, frowned and asked.
"The opponent's fighting power is very strong, probably at the level of a magister..." The soldier who checked the corpse replied: "When ordinary soldiers fight against such an enemy, the outcome of both sides cannot be determined."
The annihilated dragon team in front of us actually found nothing. Next to their bodies, there were some torn white strips of cloth. These rags had been stained with a lot of black dust due to the explosion, so there had been quite a tragic explosion here.
fighting.
"We don't know how many people died on the other side, but it should be about the same as our dead soldiers." The soldier concluded.
"Concentrate the troops and search and advance with the centurions as the smallest unit! Such losses are too heavy and we cannot afford to consume them!" Brooke thought for a moment and gave the order.
"But, sir, this will reduce our search range ten times..." Next to General Brooke, another dragon officer questioned.
Brooke waved his hand irritably, interrupting the other party's questioning: "There is no way! If the troops are too dispersed, casualties will occur. I have already lost hundreds of soldiers. If this continues, how can I explain to the Dragon King?"
"Humanity has lost thousands of soldiers..." The officer looked at the destroyed Type 99 main battle tanks not far away, as well as the corpses of hundreds of human soldiers, and whispered.
"Follow my order! Only by preserving ourselves can we continue to kill the enemy in this war!" Brooke insisted on his order, and the officer could only bow his head and follow the order.
More than a dozen A-10 attack planes flew across the sky in the distance. A mountaintop over there was suddenly covered by a violent explosion. Countless cluster bombs burst into flames on the mountaintop, and the entire earth was shaking.
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Airan Hill's air force is desperately dispatching. They are bombing all open areas without their own troops, using this lucky method to slow down the advancement of the white-robed men.
In the past, they were unwilling to waste ammunition like this, but now they are happy to do so. Countless ammunition is poured into the wilderness, valleys, forest hills, and the noise is annoying.
In order to prevent being taken advantage of by the men in white robes, the ground troops of Ailan Hill even began to launch the powerful weapons in their hands aimlessly in order to prevent these weapons from being captured by the enemy.
These men in white robes were scattered throughout the war zone, and their attacks in fragments plunged the entire area controlled by the Magic Continent Alliance into chaos.
Fighting was happening everywhere, and there was no clear boundary between the front line or the rear. Eiland Hill's logistics troops suffered heavy losses. As long as they walked along the road, they could see abandoned cars and fallen soldiers.
Logistics troops without powered exoskeletons were even more vulnerable when facing the men in white robes. They had no time to retreat, and they had no good fighting methods. They could only passively fight, and then hundreds or thousands of them were killed.
The problems of the modern army were fully exposed in this battle. After the system was destroyed by the enemy's tactics, the fragility of a single link was highlighted, which would increase the losses tenfold and a hundredfold.
When Farai led the elven troops to an anti-aircraft missile position, there was no one alive here.
The anti-aircraft missiles pointing to the sky were still placed there, and the soldiers responsible for controlling these missiles fell to the ground in a mess, not breathing for a long time.
The infantry battalion responsible for guarding this anti-aircraft missile was almost wiped out, so there won't be any good results here.
The expensive missiles were destroyed into piles of scrap metal before they had time to stop the enemy's air forces. The missile launchers that looked intact had actually been hacked and destroyed by swords.
From the beginning of the war to today, Ailan Hill has never encountered such a disastrous defeat. Even until now, the outcome of the battle has not yet been determined, but everything in front of them has already destined Ailan Hill's failure!
"Find the survivors! Gather the wounded! Establish a guard nearby!" Farley rode on the unicorn and ordered to the officer beside him: "Turn on the radio and report the situation here to General Medias!"
"Saint Marlo sent a distress signal..." An Elf soldier with a radio on his horse rode forward, came to Farai's side, and spoke to report.
"What? Ask for help? There are more than 50 people on his side..." Farai was obviously shocked after hearing the news, and then immediately ordered: "Sim! Take people and rush over! Be fast! Enemies are encountered on the road.
, don’t be in love with war!”
"Yes!" An officer who had been following Farai pulled the reins of his horse. A dozen cavalrymen immediately rode up to follow, and a group of silver-white cavalry quickly ran towards the horizon.
"Saint Marlo said that they were attacked by more than a dozen men in white robes. The opponent's fighting power was very strong. They had lost more than a dozen people." The soldier in charge of communications reported nervously.
A dozen enemies suppressed more than fifty elves. This kind of thing had never happened before. For Farai, it was normal for a dozen elven warriors to suppress hundreds of demons.
"The men in white robes..." Farai muttered and looked at his soldiers who were setting up a camp. They were sorting out the corpses of human soldiers scattered near the missile site. This scene seemed to be a war he was familiar with.
The last time he saw Elanthir fighting was during the Second Battle of the Ferry. The Elanthir he saw at that time was so powerful that it made him depressed.
Now, looking at the corpse in front of him, he had the absurd feeling that a god had been knocked to the ground. At that time, Alan Hill made him feel that war was just a game, and now the war came back to tell him that even if it was just a game, this
This game is also the cruelest game!
Another formation of A-10 attack planes flew over the battlefield, and the ground shook again. A flame flooded the woods in the distance, and the air was filled with the smell of charcoal.
