One Hundred and Ninety-Six Defeat
In the end, in the rain, the demons retreated, and countless demon dogs fled in embarrassment, not even bothering to look back. The demon who lost the leader also lost the courage and fearlessness before, and immediately returned to the state of low IQ, and stepped back regardless.
The head of the leading demon was also held in the hands of the smiling man, and the corpses of the demons under his feet were piled up into a small hill. Among the retreating demons, he rose into the air and threw the mutilated head of the demon leader to the ground.
Black blood dissolves in the rain and flows in the gaps between the corpses. The corpses left by these demons will become the fertilizer for this land, nourishing the recovery and growth of all things.
The dragon knights chased the dragon for a long distance, and finally dispersed these hordes of demon dogs, returning the silence to the land.
The Alan Hill Grenadiers, who were soaked all over, quietly restrained the corpse of their companion, and pulled out the body of their broken friend from under the corpse of the demon dog.
Although the battle in front of them, from the result, they won. But no one cheered for victory, and no one laughed.
Everyone was working with their heads down, like zombies wandering in the rain. With their weapons on their backs, they staggered through the mud, trying to get everything back as they could.
"I was a little reluctant when Vivien asked us to see these Alan Hill people." The fat woman stood on the high hill, watching the silent grenade picking up the corpses of her companions The soldiers said with emotion: "I know now that these mortals are also brave and tenacious warriors."
"I originally thought that they relied on phalanxes and spears and other weapons, and exchanged tragic deaths for victory. Now it seems that they are stronger than we imagined and deserve our admiration." The old magician hunched his back, Extending his neck forward, he agreed.
Although the five of them killed a lot of demons, the fact is that the grenadiers of Alan Hill consumed more demons. The three lines of defense fought fiercely, and at least the officers and soldiers of the 2 regiment killed 20,000 demon dogs.
If you count the number of dragon kills, you should add a few thousand - the battlefield is full of demon dog corpses, most of which are the credit of the Alan Hill Grenadiers.
"You were in Galenok before... Naturally, you don't know how fierce these mortals are now..." The smiling man flew over and landed beside them, saying, "I was in the defensive position of the Eternal Empire at that time. help, but have seen their atomic bombing."
"Really as powerful as the legend?" The thin man put his hands on his chest and asked curiously.
The smiling man nodded: "It's more powerful than the legend! Just one attack,
It evaporated about 30,000 demon dogs. "
"It seems that they don't have too many bombs in their hands. Otherwise, why don't they use them a few times?" The strong and tall man snorted and commented with some disdain.
"I advise you not to underestimate that kind of bomb." The smiling man restrained his smile, stared at his companion and said, "According to Alan Hill, that kind of bomb has some kind of radiation that will damage the human body, so it explodes. The places that have passed by are not suitable for people to enter for a short time... Therefore, they did not plan to use this attack method all the time."
"It is in line with reasoning... If there is no certain price for such a powerful attack... that makes no sense." The old magician nodded and said affirmatively: "But it does not rule out that they are bluffing, Cover up the fact that they don't have that many atomic bombs."
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Inside the headquarters of the 9th Army, Vivienne was eating the third box of canned fish she had opened since she came here.
An officer walked in quickly, stood in front of Cape Luna, stood at attention and saluted, raised his chin and sang in harmony: "His Royal Highness! The commander of the Alan Hill ground tactical nuclear strike force reports to you! My subordinates All Scud missile launchers have arrived on the front lines and are ready for battle!"
At the same time as he was reporting, in a mountain col that was about 20 kilometers away from the 9th Army General Headquarters, a secretly established launch base filled with security forces stood everywhere, a Scud missile launcher next to one. There are also launch propellant refilling vehicles, which are neatly parked together.
A group of soldiers in protective clothing walked in neat steps to the sides of the special carrier that arrived with the convoy.
The huge containers were opened, and one was neatly placed next to the other on a special shock-absorbing shelf. The bullets were covered with warnings, and the nuclear warheads marked with yellow and black warning signs were displayed in front of everyone.
In the headquarters of the 9th Army, Cape Luna seriously returned a military salute and took the authorization document from the other party: "I'm glad you can arrive safely! As the commander-in-chief of the 9th Army! I, Cape Luna Na! Officially take over the command and use of front-line nuclear weapons!"
"As ordered! Sir!" The other party stood at attention again and gave a standard military salute.
"That...you shipped the atomic bomb again? Great, two or three? It's not easy to produce that kind of powerful bomb, isn't it?" Vivian visited the handover ceremony and looked at it curiously .
Handing over the authorization document to General Alfred next to him, Cape Luna looked down at Vivian, feeling that she had regained her strength in terms of strength: "Miss Vivian, we are going to approach the magic city. After the eyes... fire 10 nukes at the target and try to completely destroy this demonic portal!"
When she heard this number, Vivian widened her beautiful eyes, raised her head and stared at Luna: "How much did you say? Are you kidding?"
"Of course not." Luna didn't give the other party any chance to question: "In a sense, victory already belongs to us!"
"K.O.!" Vivian's pitiful expression already showed her mood at this moment. Although she didn't know that she had a resounding nickname called the Humanoid Self-propelled Nuclear Bomb among the high-ranking Alan Hill. Although she doesn't know what kind of abnormal development path the Airland Hill Air Force, which uses her as an imaginary enemy, has embarked on a...
But at this moment, she felt like she had lost. She felt that the Emperor Ailan Hill, who she had finally found could supply her with fish for a long time and a lot of strange things, was probably going to be robbed by this wicked woman with fair skin and beautiful long legs in front of her. gone.
"Alas..." Vivian felt that her heart was bleeding, the long-term meal ticket was drifting away, but she could only be messed up in the wind.
So sad, what should I do?
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In the dark room, a pair of blood-red eyes echoed in the stone wall with a hoarse voice: "Actually, we prepared for this war longer than Greken! Why did we prepare for so long? ?"
The recent demon attack has not been smooth. After losing a large number of demon dogs, the human troops have already recaptured many local areas-this made Prince Saruks very dissatisfied, and his mood began to fluctuate seriously.
The actions of the demons in this world are basically the responsibility of this prince, if he fails again, then he needs to be responsible to his emperor. Going to see His Majesty the Emperor is a very uncomfortable thing.
"We carefully planned this war in order to doom a great victory, in order to occupy the world! We must win! Victory!" The blood-red eyes flickered like ghosts in the darkness, and trembled slightly with the voice of the voice .
Finally, a gray, bony hand stretched out from the darkness and grabbed Sombra's neck. A wave of magic came, and the black shadow suddenly twisted and trembled, as if it had been swallowed up with all its power.
"I don't allow failure! I'm Sarooks! Except for Your Majesty, I'm the most powerful being in this world!" As the violent voice echoed in the room, the shadow became more and more struggling. It seems to want to break free from the other's pale and feeble palm, but it can only gradually weaken in the other's palm.
"No! I'm sorry! His Royal Highness Saruks! Forgive...forgive me!" The shadow struggled to beg for mercy, his voice trembling with despair. It seems that on the palm of the opponent's hand, it can't even give birth to the thought of resistance.
Accompanied by the screams of the shadow, the pale palm finally shrank back, and the blood-red eyes no longer seemed to be terrifying and hateful.
He also knew that it was not the fault of the subordinate in front of him. The rise of the mortal army gave this world an ordinary army that could compete head-on against the demon army. Demons can't consume Greken's mages in numbers, making the attack a futile consumption.
As long as there are ordinary human troops defending the position in the frontal attack, and the demons cannot make a breakthrough immediately, the magicians of Greiken can wait and wait until the demon troops are stopped and consumed, and then they will come out to clean up the mess.
Even if the demons invest more troops and run out of magic, the Grecon mages can calmly retreat to the back of the mortal positions to rest and replenish, which leaves the demons with no way out.
Once the magician cannot be consumed in quantity, the shortcoming in the number of high-level demons will be exposed - the recent killing of a few two-winged demons fully proves the strength of the Greconian magician supported by a large army. combat power.
As the pale palm was retracted, Sarux's brutal voice began to gradually calm down: "If your plan fails again! I'll let you know, what is in this world? The cruelest way to die! Get out! Go and make your plan come true! Don't let me down again..."
"Subordinate... as ordered! I will definitely bring you victory!" The shadow was so weakened that he was unable to speak, and he curled up into a ball and replied in a low voice.
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Fifth!