One Thousand Two Hundred and Four Brutal Suppression

Those 10mm caliber bullets easily penetrated the seemingly thick plate armor, leaving holes one after another in it.

Behind the round holes are fragile bodies. These bodies are really vulnerable to bullets.

Blood spattered, the horse neighed and fell, and then threw the rider on its back to the front. The knights in the rear couldn't avoid the obstacles that suddenly appeared in front of them, so a bloodier scene appeared.

The horses stomped on each other, and the fallen horses and riders in the first row were like a tripping rope, tripping all the charging knights in the back row.

The screams were diluted by the sound of the horses coming to the bottom. Those knights who had barely landed had no time to rejoice that they were lucky enough not to be thrown to death, before they were trampled into flesh by the comrades who trampled over from behind.

The knights who hadn't been trampled to death were not spared either. They were hit by the bullets and fell into the cavalry array that had begun to shatter.

Then, the cavalrymen who managed to rush past the first row of corpses suddenly found that dense bullets continued to strike in front of them.

Before they had time to struggle, they too were knocked down by bullets and followed in the footsteps of their comrades in the front row.

Another row of soldiers fell down tragically, and the riders in the back row rushed forward desperately. More than ten years ago, on the road leading to Falling Dragon City, there was a group of giant horse cavalry, facing machine guns. Fire launched a desperate charge.

More than ten years later, another group of cavalry desperately wanted to narrow the distance between the two sides. They rushed forward desperately, but one after another fell on the way of charging.

The distance between the two sides was indeed getting closer, but after a few minutes of bloody massacre, the corpses of the cavalrymen of the Panshi Empire approached their enemies more than ten meters...

It would take at least another hour of their persistence to fill the gap between the two sides. But their strength is clearly unable to sustain such an impact.

After a few minutes, these cavalry units began to break up. They had to turn around and retreat, opening the distance between the two sides.

There is no way, if the charge continues like this, then this expensive main cavalry corps will be completely wiped out on such an unnamed long and narrow plain.

The battle puppet robots standing there are still as motionless as a mountain. They are holding weapons, some are changing magazines, and some are maintaining knowledge, as if they are on guard.

These puppet robots that have entered the combat program may be the best soldiers in the cold weapon era. They will not flinch and have no fear. They only know how to fight, and there is almost no logistical supply pressure.

Even, they will not have any technical deformation problems, their salvos are very accurate, and the recoil suppression of weapons is also very good.

In fact, because of the obvious generation difference in weapons and tactics, the shortcomings of these combat puppet robots were all covered up, leaving behind all fatal advantages.

"Forward!" A puppet robot raised its arm high again, and then slammed forward heavily, and all the puppet robots began to move forward.

These puppet robots took a neat step, approaching the hellish battlefield full of wounded and corpses little by little.

Behind them, in the re-entry cabins that landed in the second batch, some light armored vehicles have been unfixed and drove out of the re-entry cabins quickly.

A small number of human paratroopers have begun to form, and other special forces personnel have also taken their positions.

There are nine transport ships, and the troops transported by one transport ship are very different. There are many arms in the Alan Hill Empire, and the difference in combat capabilities is also completely different.

In fact, in order to deal with sufficiently diverse enemies, the composition and structure of the paratroop troops of the Alan Hill Empire is also very diverse.

For example, except for the first batch of puppet robots that landed mainly to deal with the enemy's attack and counterattack, they were the troops that suffered losses.

The second batch of landed troops included god puppet troops, demon troops, mixed troops of elves and dwarves with very strong combat effectiveness,

And enough human powered armor units.

The combat power of these troops is very complex, and they are capable of fighting any enemy they encounter. Moreover, a certain number of magic troops is enough to support the troops to fight in the absence of ammunition.

Of course, there is also a considerable number of orc troops supporting the hand-to-hand combat with the magic troops.

These mighty orc troops have not yet been fully deployed. When they arrive, they can easily deal with all enemies in the cold weapon era.

"It will take some time to make some language knowledge magic balls." A human officer stood on the edge of the forest, on a small hillside, looking at the distant battlefield with a telescope, and said comfortably.

For him, an opponent of this level simply made him feel unmotivated. He felt as if he was here to travel, to lead the army at public expense.

"There is no way. What we carry on our spacecraft is not industrial-grade production equipment. It can only be produced a little bit. There is no rush." ​​Another elf officer didn't even bother to pick up the binoculars, and replied with a smile: "We It is too far away from the empire, so far that transportation is not convenient."

"We killed almost 3,000 cavalry here in one go... Will the opponent surrender all at once?" The human officer put down his binoculars and asked the elf officer beside him with a smile.

The elf officer shrugged and said, "Who did they surrender to? Those inferior citizens?"

He was referring to the demon units that are mandatory in those armies. These demon troops must serve in the army for 20 years to atone for their past aggression.

These demons in the military are second class citizens. They can only perform the most dangerous missions, but only get second-rate supplies.

Of course, these demons are still very satisfied with their situation, because they found that the second-rate supplies of the Alan Hill Imperial Army are much, much better than their previous food.

On the other hand, these demons also like this kind of life very much, because in the past ten thousand years, they have all lived in the army, they are familiar with this kind of life, and they never tire of it.

"They are not eligible to be surrendered." The human officer shook his head with a smile and said, "His Majesty's will is that we absorb as many quasi-humans as possible to ease the pressure of the empire's population shortage."

"This is really a good idea. If we find elves or dwarves on other planets in the future... will we do the same thing?" the elf officer asked curiously.

"Yes, His Majesty has already made a promise at the meeting." The human officer replied firmly.

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There are two shifts today. Tomorrow Long Ling has something to do at home, so he needs to rest earlier.

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