1439th Battle for the First Line of Defense

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"In just a short while, the first line of defense has already been beaten into this appearance?" Looking at the few swordsmen who fled back in a panic, an old lecturer in charge of nearby command frowned and questioned.

With his hands behind his back, he looked irritably at the place where the smoke was billowing in the distance, then turned his gaze back, and looked at those men who had lost their positions: "Don't you know what will happen if you don't obey orders and retreat without authorization? ?"

His questioning voice was very sharp, which made the escaped swordsmen tremble. Those swordsmen hurriedly begged for mercy: "Men! Master! They are too powerful! Many of us were killed by those terrible methods before we even saw their appearance..."

There was no way, there were more than 200 swordsmen stationed on the ground, and the battle had just started for a few minutes, and one-third of the two hundred people were gone.

As the battle progressed, only one-third of the people escaped. This kind of loss, in general troops, is already enough to cause it to collapse.

These swordsmen were all wounded, and it was obvious that escaping all the way back was not an easy task. Those swordsmen who died in battle didn't even have the ability to escape.

"Get out!" The old lecturer snorted, after all, he didn't personally execute these embarrassing disciples.

After drinking away these people, the old lecturer raised his eyes to look at the distant position, where a black eagle flag was fluttering in the wind.

Of course he didn't have the concept of a few minutes, but he knew that his subordinates lost the first defensive position without persisting for even a quarter of an hour.

This is not good news, because the death order given to him by the Seventh Elder is that no matter what, he must stay here for 2 days.

In fact, this old lecturer is more or less capable, so he knows that it is impossible to complete the task for two days, so he is not prepared to stick here for such a long time.

He planned to stay here honestly for a day, and then retreat back to the defense area with his people, so that he would have an explanation to the Seventh Elder.

In order to do such a thing, he also deliberately strengthened his defense line and asked the soldiers to build some fortifications.

In addition, in order to deal with those difficult tanks, he also took out his wealth accumulated over the years, managed to obtain many magic weapons, and distributed them to these disciples.

He felt that in this way, it could be said that there was nothing wrong with it. As long as he can destroy those iron lumps, he is sure that he can stick to the position for a day!

After all, he has accumulated some experience in the previous battles: as long as the enemy loses some tanks, they will retreat back to rest for a while, which can buy a lot of time for the defense.

Who would have thought that the experience accumulated before would be completely useless in this battle: the enemy replaced new iron lumps, and these iron lumps could not be destroyed at all.

While the depressed old lecturer was watching his defense zone with his hands behind his back, the soldiers of the Alan Hill Empire had advanced along the simple trenches to a place quite close to him.

Not far in front of the crater where the old lecturer was standing, suddenly a series of violent gunshots rang out.

The old lecturer was taken aback by the sudden burst of fierce shooting, and then he realized that the opponent seemed to be preparing to penetrate his defense line in one go.

"Yellow-haired boy, you don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth! You really don't care about me!" The old lecturer frowned, gritted his teeth, and muttered, then sacrificed his flying sword, and jumped out of the hiding place place.

Over there, the soldiers of the Alan Hill Empire, who were attacking forward like no one, were covering each other in an orderly manner and launching an attack. Unexpectedly, someone fell from the sky and landed among them.

The soldiers walking behind immediately took up their weapons and fired at the old man who fell from the sky. The soldiers walking in front also sensed the danger behind them and turned around with their weapons in hand.

Amidst the bullets flying everywhere, the old lecturer urged his flying sword, chopped down an Elland Hill soldier who was firing with a weapon, and then avoided most of the incoming bullets, using his back defense His flying sword deflected the inevitable deadly bullets.

Sparks flew everywhere, and a soldier who had been cut down by the flying sword fell down, leaning against the wall of the pit, and slowly slid down.

And the rest of the people, also in such a close combat, fell into chaos.

A bullet was blocked by the flying sword, because of the angle, it only deflected the trajectory slightly. It continued to fly forward and hit the wall of the pit, splashing a plume of white smoke.

Another bullet was also blocked, but it passed through the side of the old lecturer who was dodging the bullet, and hit the soldiers of the Elland Hill Empire who fired on the other side.

"Damn it! Misfire! Cease fire! Cease fire!" The leader of the Irish Empire commander saw the soldiers on the opposite side being hit by his own bullets through the enemy, and loudly issued an order to cease fire.

The soldier who was hit on the other side trembled and took half a step back, only to find that the bullet was embedded in the bulletproof steel plate on his chest, and it was still steaming.

Everything happened in a very short time. Just when all the soldiers stopped firing, the old lecturer's flying sword rushed towards a soldier again and chopped on the exposed arm of the soldier.

Immediately, that arm was bleeding profusely, and the first soldier who was attacked on the ground looked at his bleeding shoulder and shouted loudly: "Medical soldier! I'm injured!"

Accompanied by his shout, the old lecturer once again drew his sword, but this time he failed. Because just behind these soldiers of the Alan Hill Empire, a handsome man rushed forward with a sword, bullied him and attacked the tough old lecturer.

The old lecturer was attacked by someone, and he was caught off guard and immediately called back his flying sword to block the opponent's sharp attack.

In an instant, sparks flew in the air, and the two long swords collided with each other three times, as fast as lightning.

The handsome man with the sword took half a step back, with a hint of impatience and coldness on his face, he swung his sword forward again, and attacked without saying a word.

The old swordsman was also taken aback by the opponent's strength. Before he had time to say anything, he saw the opponent rushing up with his sword again, and immediately urged his own flying sword to fight with the opponent.

Just above the trench where the two were fighting fiercely, a 99-type main battle tank was turning slightly to avoid the bomb crater on the way forward. Behind it, more soldiers of the Alan Hill Empire stepped forward with weapons.

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When a person reaches middle age, his body is obviously not working. In previous years, he also ate like this during Chinese New Year...but this year, something went wrong. Long Ling slowed down for a few days, nourished his body, and made up for it.