"Go to hell!" Almost at the same time, an Airan Hill anti-aircraft gunner aimed his air sight at the Holy Demon Empire cavalry that was rapidly approaching them not far away.
"I hope you can handle this too! Silly x!" After cursing loudly, he pulled the trigger to fire, and then the 30mm caliber high-level and flat dual-purpose cannon began its singing.
"Bang bang! Bang bang!" The seemingly slow rate of fire and the unpleasant-sounding sound of continuous firing suddenly made the battlefield noisy. A shell hit the knight blocking its advance.
Then it tore apart the wretch that stood in its path.
Then, after breaking the giant horse's neck, the cannonball broke the knight's body, then flew behind the knight, smashed another soldier's armor, and penetrated the knight's
chest.
Then, with an indomitable momentum, the cannonball continued to fly forward, penetrated into the body of the third knight, and shattered the knight's heart. When he vomited blood and turned over and fell off the horse,
A blood mist has filled the air around him.
The second shell hit the crowd at this time, and it was also in an unstoppable state. The blood of this knight splashed on the face of another knight, and the arm of the other knight fell into the arms of his comrades behind him...
On both sides of the 1st Regiment's position, two 30mm-caliber anti-aircraft guns began to fire horizontally, demonstrating for the first time the terrifying power of this weapon against the ground. During World War II, horizontal firing of anti-aircraft guns had begun to become a common practice for infantry and tank soldiers on the battlefield.
Disaster, the flat-firing anti-aircraft guns in this different world also brought a lingering nightmare to the magic cavalry.
The crossfire began to harvest the lives of countless magic cavalrymen of the Holy Demon Empire. Those giant horse cavalrymen who were about to crash into a group of positions fell one after another on their way forward.
The battlefield once again turned into a complete massacre, but this time it was not the knights of the superior Magic Empire who began to kill their opponents crazily, but the mortal Empire soldiers who had mastered advanced weapon technology.
"Bullets!" After firing up the bullet chain consisting of a hundred rounds of bullets, a machine gun shooter turned his head and shouted hysterically to his assistant shooter. The enemy was already in front of him, and he had to race against time to pour out the bullets.
Just fine.
Beside him, the deputy shooter had already pressed a brand new bullet chain into the gun body and fastened the upper cover. After completing a series of loading actions, the deputy shooter shouted hysterically almost at the same time: "
Loading complete!”
"Crack!" Pulling the bolt, the shooter once again pointed the muzzle of the machine gun at the cavalry of the Holy Demon Empire that had been damaged by the artillery fire. Without hesitation, he pulled his trigger.
The muzzle of the gun spit out flames again.
"Chug! Chug!" The dense bullets rushed towards the enemy on the opposite side, leaving a fire and blood mist on the enemy's body. In the gap of his aiming rear sight, he could clearly see the enemy's heavy rain of bullets.
One after another they fell down.
General Moss felt that his breathing was becoming difficult. He saw the knights in front of him fall one after another on the way forward, and he saw the knights beside him being shattered one after another in the bloody storm.
Maybe, his casualties have exceeded 1,000 people? Maybe, there are already 1,500 people? General Moss, who did not dare to see how many knights were left, now has only one thought, and that is to rush into the enemy's position in front of him as soon as possible
.
In the past, he longed to rush into the enemy's position because he longed for victory again and again, longing for the kind of great victory that could stimulate his nerves. But this time it was different. He longed to rush into the enemy's position because he knew that was the only way.
Only then can he survive.
This is really a ridiculous causal relationship, but General Moss found that he could not laugh at all. The enemy in front of him did not know when he began to become invincible, and the figures of those tiny mortals became as tall as giants at this moment.
On his way forward, there seems to be an invisible wall. Those knights of the Holy Demon Empire who hit this wall will be bloody and broken. No matter how brave and powerful they were, in this insurmountable wall
Everything in front of the wall becomes fragile and small.
"When was the last time that I felt this helpless feeling of being unable to defeat my opponent?" General Moss asked himself bitterly in his heart, but no one gave him this answer. He had been in the east for too long, and it seemed that he even had no courage.
It’s all wasted...
"For the Holy Demon Empire! Move forward!" Using all his strength, Moss shouted loudly in the center of the cavalry team to encourage the soldiers to move forward. This may be the first time in hundreds of years that the troops of the Magic Empire
It takes encouragement to dare to continue facing the mortal army.
"Long live the Holy Demon Empire!" As if in self-hypnosis, these giant horse knights of the Holy Demon Empire also shouted, as if this was the only way they could muster up the courage to continue attacking the enemy position that was constantly spitting out tongues of fire.
impact.
It's a pity that under the cutting of steel, their courage became less and less, and became as fragile as their flesh and blood. Under the attack of the ammunition fired by Alan Hill's heavy machine gun and anti-aircraft gun, the mighty
The ranks of cavalry are getting smaller and smaller.
"The Dragon Knights haven't dispatched yet? This is... really strange." Looking at the Magic Empire cavalry on the verge of collapse on the front battlefield, Chris frowned and muttered in confusion.
He did not expect that the Holy Demon Empire would not dispatch the few remaining dragon knight troops in the end. According to his idea, while the cavalry was attacking, those terrifying air forces should join the battlefield.
After all, this is almost a typical blitzkrieg tactic. While the "tank" troops are advancing, bombers are used to clear the way. Unfortunately, the opponent did not cause such serious trouble for him. They attacked separately and did not join the battlefield at the same time.
"Maybe their dragon knights have left..." Wilkes put down the telescope he was holding and looked at his monarch: "Your Majesty, we have won on the frontal battlefield."
Just as he was speaking, almost half of the approximately 3,000 giant horse cavalry from the Holy Demon Empire had fallen. This was definitely a fatal blow to a cavalry team, because the remaining troops were completely
The attack cannot continue.
These cavalrymen were thrown into disarray. They didn't know how they were going to face the corpses of their comrades and the countless blood. They had lost their fighting spirit and even lost the courage to continue charging forward.
Some soldiers want to turn their horses and retreat, some want to stop and wait for orders, some soldiers have been shot through the body, and some soldiers are helplessly following their commanders and continuing to charge.
The cavalry units that crossed the line of fire were no longer a mass of black mass, but had been fragmented into several small units that were no longer continuous. These units posed no threat to the Eilandhill grenadiers.
General Moss wanted to stabilize his troops. He wanted to work harder towards victory. He drove his giant horse and kept approaching the enemy's position directly in front of him. He even prepared magic. As long as
If he gets closer to another ten meters, he can release a fireball and destroy the machine gun position in front of him.
"Closer! Closer!" Seeing that the target was already within his shooting range, he felt that the war horse under his crotch suddenly lost its power. His whole body fell forward due to inertia, and under his
In front of him, the adjutant who had been blocking him fell down at the same time covered in blood.
The cannonball penetrated the adjutant's body and also hit the giant horse under General Moss's crotch. General Moss had no time to think. He rolled over the moment he fell to the ground, and at the same time dropped the broken stick.
He took out his lance and drew the sword from his waist.
He bumped into the body of the adjutant's horse, stood up unharmed, and then faced the nearby Eiland Hill Grenadier, and took his steps. His armor was already gray, and he had already started
Panting, the heavy armor became General Moss's burden after losing the weight of the giant horse.
So his steps staggered a bit, and his body was no longer agile. While he was preparing his magic, he was hit by countless bullets coming towards his body. The long sword was already burning and could only be used as a crutch.
On the ground, General Moss tried to stand firm but found that his body no longer obeyed his orders.
He lowered his head and looked at the large and small holes in his chest. He wanted to open his mouth but could only spit out blood. His knees were already on the ground, and his body leaned forward involuntarily. When General Moss's face hit the ground
, he could only see the soil in front of him, bit by bit stained red and soaked with his own blood.
When Alan Hill's heavy machine guns and anti-aircraft guns stopped to cool down their barrels, the cavalry of the Holy Demon Empire on the front had turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood... Scattered knights who had lost their horses struggled to get out.
He stood up on the ground, looking so helpless and hesitant.
"Qiang!" Walter, the commander of the 1st Regiment, drew out his long sword and pointed in the direction of the 13th Regiment's position: "1st Regiment! Forward!"
"Qiang!" The officers followed his order and drew out their long swords, and the phalanx of the 1st regiment began to move forward slowly to the accompaniment of drumbeats. The densely packed bayonets formed a forest, a sharp and deadly forest.
"Avenge the brothers of the 13th Regiment! We don't want any prisoners in this battle!" The sharp forest moved neatly downwards amid the shouts, and then stabbed at the giant horses that fell to the ground and were still neighing, as well as those who were still neighing.
The knights of the Holy Demon Empire who want to struggle.