A poet from the Qing Dynasty wrote a poem. There is a sentence that goes, "Please don't be afraid of big cannons. Only a few cannons will kill you." Although this is a bit taken for granted, there is some truth in it.
The poet's original intention was to use cannons to compare opium smoke to emphasize the viciousness of opium smoke. But in turn, he also stated the fact that even after hundreds of cannon fires, there were still "a few deaths"...
Yes, the current Demon Realm Ailandhir Expeditionary Force is using this most primitive method to deal with the white-robed men who invaded behind the defense line.
They cover an entire mountain in order to be able to reduce the number of these white-robed men by luck. For the military commanders of Elanhill, even if 100,000 shells can kill one white-robed man, they will feel that they are
Earned.
In fact, they used this stupid method to eliminate more than one or two men in white robes. This kind of high-intensity fire coverage, while consuming their own ammunition reserves, was also consuming the devil's attacking troops.
of military strength.
Although it is unknown how many white-robed divine servants were lost to various firepower coverage, this coverage attack did have a certain effect and slowed down the actions of many divine servants.
High in the sky, the Airansil floating fleet is slowly advancing forward. These huge warships are not as bulky as they look.
They carry a large number of fighter jets and are equipped with many weapons for attack, including Tomahawk cruise missiles, ordinary artillery, and powerful electromagnetic guns!
Wherever this fleet passes, as long as it is not under the control of the Airan Hill troops, countless artillery shells will pour down and turn over the land there.
"Are these humans crazy? They are venting their anger, not fighting!" Dragon Commander Brook said with a frown as he watched the mountains in the distance being flattened by countless explosions.
In this battle, he finally saw the true potential of human troops. This was not a war, it was simply an explosion feast.
Even if he was as powerful as him and could transform into a giant dragon like a mountain flying in the sky, he didn't dare to say that he would be able to withstand such terrifying firepower.
To compete head-on with such a force can almost be said to be asking for death. Even the most elite troops of the Dragon Clan cannot survive such a strong attack for too long.
He dropped the broken piece of white cloth he was holding at his feet, and coldly ordered: "Check the coordinates of the troops again, don't make a mistake! It will be unlucky if you are accidentally injured."
Upon hearing his order, the officer standing next to him swallowed, turned around and ran towards the vehicle responsible for controlling the identification friend or foe device. That vehicle was allocated to the Dragon Clan troops by the Airan Hill troops in order to avoid accidental injuries.
In the sky, Ailandhir's floating fleet was like a beehive, releasing countless black spots.
These black dots are scattered in the sky. Only by looking carefully can you tell that they are actually the high-level magicians of Eiland Hill.
Thousands of such magicians were airdropped into the war zone, and they were organized into hundreds of combat teams, with the purpose of finding and capturing the white-robed invaders.
They all carry communication systems on their bodies, and as long as they find a target, they can call for reinforcements.
The troops on standby will quickly rush to the battlefield, and together with these magicians, they will encircle and suppress the white-robed invaders who have been over-dispersed.
On the ground, next to a Type 99 main battle tank, was a row of Eiland Hill heavy armored grenadiers that were slowly advancing with heavy weapons. Behind them were armored vehicles and self-propelled artillery that were waiting in formation.
As long as there is a slightly flatter place, there are soldiers from Ireland Hill setting up defenses. Hundreds of Ireland Grenadiers have filled the gaps in the defense line. They have built defense lines on the plains and pulled up long barbed wire fences.
, various rocket launchers, sniper rifles and other heavy firepower are prepared.
One after another, planes flew over their heads, scattering countless black devices. At least 100 bombers were rushing into the air to carry out aerial mines, turning flat farmland into deadly death zones.
And all this is just the beginning for Eiland Hill.
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On the largest loading and unloading dock in Stoffel Port, there are long fleets of vehicles parked side by side. These super heavy-duty trucks are even larger than the special heavy-duty trucks used to transport heavy armored grenadiers.
The cargo loading areas at the rear of these trucks are covered with canvas, and the areas near the trucks are closely protected by Irish soldiers holding rifles.
As those who protect these important war supplies, the soldiers on guard don't even know what they are protecting, because their ranks are too low and they have no chance to see the weapons covered under the canvas.
However, today, they saw dozens of experimenters, commanding hundreds of engineers, plugging cables as thick as arms and other cables into the carrier vehicle, seemingly charging these weapon systems.
Then, some drivers walked into the cargo compartments of these super heavy-duty trucks, lifted up the canvas, and got inside the weapons.
Now, they were watching in amazement as these behemoths slowly stood up on their own with the help of the hydraulic crane on the back of the truck. Only then did they realize that these things were actually more than ten meters high.
Then, these soldiers responsible for protecting the safety of weapons finally saw a line of strange symbols written on the canvas.
It is said that these symbols were named by His Majesty the Emperor himself, and they represented a super weapon. Under the sun, the black writing was extremely clear, and many soldiers tried to spell it out to see if they could pronounce it accurately.
An officer was also trying this. He stared at the line of handwriting and muttered: "u-i-p-a-1... ultimate, individual soldier, power... armor... type 1?"
Just as he was mumbling these strange words, the canvas finally fell down due to gravity. A black steel giant that exuded the light of ferrous iron appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
This giant has a golden eagle national emblem embossed on its chest, which looks very steampunk style. However, this giant robot is a perfect combination of magic and modern science and technology, and is much more advanced and powerful than steampunk.
The soldiers on the ground couldn't help but take two steps back when they saw such a huge humanoid machine. They were instinctively afraid of this humanoid war machine, even if it was the secret weapon of their empire.
