"Kill!" Carrying assault rifles and shining bayonets, the grenadiers of Eiland Hill rushed to the position where the flag of the dilapidated Norma Empire was planted.
Behind the sandbags full of bullet holes, the corpses of Norma Empire soldiers lay scattered. Next to them were broken swords, as well as some weapons and armors such as shields and spears.
"Kill!" On the Norma Empire's position, the defenders who had run out of ammunition and food also shouted hysterically, but there was an echo of despair in their voices.
The magic energy has been exhausted long ago, and now they can only rely on the swords in their hands and the armor on their bodies to fight against the grenadiers of the Elanthir Empire.
It's a pity that their combat effectiveness is not much better than that of Uprising and Tuanlai, not to mention that they are no longer facing opponents at the level of the Eight-Nation Alliance.
"Bud, tug, tug!" The assault rifles in the hands of the Elanshir grenadiers fired in succession, and the Norma Empire soldiers in the trenches fell one after another.
They charged forward one after another, but they could only fall down on the charge. They screamed and died before they could touch the soldiers of Elanthir.
The tank ran over the position that had been plowed by artillery shells, and the soft soil was still mixed with fine shrapnel.
The sound of the engine echoed in the air filled with the smell of sulfur. Next to the scorched crater was the missing owner's silver helmet and broken armor.
"Long live the Norma Empire!" In the soft soil, a young soldier whose face was scorched by the flames of war suddenly jumped up, brandishing his sword, hoping to find an enemy to die with.
Unfortunately, when he stood up, he realized that the people passing by him were not the Ailanthil grenadiers carrying bayonets, but the Ailanthil magicians carrying long swords.
The opponent's movements were faster than the leaping soldiers of the Norma Empire, and a long sword instantly penetrated his throat. Blood immediately splashed everywhere, splashing on the armored vehicles passing by, leaving scattered patches.
In just one day, the border troops of the Eilanhir Empire broke through the Norma Empire's border defenses.
The Norma border garrison, which had been strengthened to hundreds of thousands of people, was completely defeated by its former ally, the Elanthil army, without waiting for reinforcements or supplies.
With a bit of tragedy and a bit of helplessness, they used their own blood to fulfill their promise to their motherland.
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"Get ready to fight!" On the second border defense line, the officers of the Norma Empire loudly reminded their soldiers - they had seen that the flag of the enemy country had been erected on the far line of defense.
"Crack!" The soldiers of the Norma Empire in the trenches heard the sound of pulling the bolts of their guns. They were quietly waiting for the arrival of the enemy, and they wanted to use their own battles to avenge their motherland.
One by one, the Mauser 98k rifles were pointed at the direction where the enemy might come. Inside the forward fortifications, the Maxim heavy machine guns were ready for battle.
Unfortunately, their opponents had no intention of engaging in trench warfare like World War I.
Just as they were preparing for battle, Ailanthil's attack plane roared past their defensive position.
The 30mm cannon fired down left a row of ravines filled with white smoke on the ground, and everyone in the path of this ravine was immediately overturned and completely defeated.
Instead of waiting for the enemy's flesh and blood, what was waiting was the enemy's rain of steel. The soldiers of the Norma Empire were unable to adapt to the situation they faced for a while.
Then countless heavy artillery shells rained down, and the entire position shook and collapsed amidst the sound of artillery.
Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen Airan Hill ac-130 gunships flew over the battlefield. Most of these aircraft were not transferred to the Demon Realm, and the rest were deployed within the territory of Airan Hill. This time they just happened to catch up.
Great war.
The AC-130 gunship, which had not appeared on the battlefield for a long time, suppressed the entire Noma Empire's defensive positions as soon as it appeared. The Noma Empire, which lacked air defense weapons, could only watch its positions being destroyed.
In the air, the aircraft of the Norma Empire were no match for the Air Force fighter jets of the Airan Hill Empire. The few MiG-21 fighter jets that the Norma Empire managed to save were all defeated by the Air Land Hill Empire's f-
15 fighter jets cleaned up.
Whether in the sky or on the ground, the weapon system of the Ailanthil Empire crushed the Norma Empire. After all, the weapons and equipment that the Norma Empire could handle were all purchased from the Ailanthil Empire.
The combat effectiveness of the two sides was not on the same level at all. When the soldiers of the Airanhill Empire, under the cover of tanks and armored vehicles, ran over the corpses of countless Noma Empire soldiers, the battle became without any suspense.
it's over.
The remains of M4 tanks were burning everywhere on the battlefield. This was a tank graveyard formed after a marching Norma Empire armored division was covered by the rocket launchers of Eiland Hill.
After passing this tank cemetery, a small town appeared in the eyes of the Airan Hill soldiers. When they entered the small town, they did not encounter any resistance.
The local Noma Empire civilians just looked at these strangers wearing camouflage combat uniforms with no hatred or joy.
They hadn't realized that the previous earthquake had destroyed cities farther away, so they just stood there, a little at a loss.
For them, they have no idea why this war broke out or when it would end. They just heard that the Eilanhir Empire had betrayed its faith and declared war on the Norma Empire.
"Why, aren't we allies?" A child chased a military vehicle through the town and loudly asked the soldiers of the Eilandhir Empire sitting in the car.
The Airan Hill soldier sitting in the car did not answer his question, but just threw the chocolate in his jacket pocket to the other party.
He is just a little guy. It doesn't matter to him why this war broke out, or whether it was framed or real. What he has to do is obey, obey the call of his motherland, and fight against everything.
Enemies of Eilanhir!
"Is it pitiful?" the officer sitting in the truck asked when he saw his soldiers throwing chocolates to each other.
The young Airan Hill soldier did not speak, but nodded slightly, acknowledging his compassion.
"The more pitiful they are, the more heinous their emperor is! It was he who pushed these civilians into the abyss of war for his own selfish purposes." The officer's body swayed slightly with the bumps of the truck, with a hint of regret in his voice.