One Thousand Six Hundred and Forty-Eight Killed

"Long live the Alan Hill Empire!" On the ground, the demon grenadiers of the Alan Hill Empire, who had been suppressed for a long time, finally let out a long-lost roar.

They jumped out of the hastily built trenches and began to counterattack the frontal enemy.

"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!" With the orders of the commanders, the tanks ran over the broken trenches, crushed the bodies of the sweepers who died in front of the positions, and rushed into the enemy's sea.

"Long live the origin of magic!" Pulling out the long sword in his waist, Hill also let out a hysterical roar. He rushed out of his trench, strode forward, and rushed towards the sweepers who had begun to retreat.

"Long live my emperor!" Sun Rui also followed. He had never fought such a comfortable battle. After suppressing it for a long time, all his emotions were released.

Once upon a time, he had forgotten the title of emperor. In his concept, only the suzerain and the elders were powerful and omnipotent.

But now, when he sees the huge galaxy-like fleet in the universe, when he sees huge monsters like mountains, and when he sees warriors as powerful as himself rushing on the battlefield like the ocean, he knows that he is the only one. It's that sad frog in the well.

How do you say that? Pattern, pattern... It's too small! Only now did he know that there are dark forces in the universe that are unwilling to allow civilization to survive, and there are also powerful super civilizations that can compete with the dark forces.

And he just joined such a super civilization, became a member of the empire, and became a soldier under His Majesty the Emperor!

No complaints or regrets! When Sun Rui jumped out of the trench, this word was in his mind.

Being able to fight with his friends, he has no regrets!

Being able to fight for such an empire, he has no regrets!

Being able to fight against such a powerful enemy, he has no regrets!

Being able to fight on such a battlefield, he has no regrets!

In short...he has no regrets!

In front of him, Hill had already swung his lightning-wrapped blade and chopped off a Sweeper's head.

A little further ahead, an electromagnetic tank was firing at the enemy, and the light drawn by a row of tracer bullets covered the battlefield.

The enemy soldiers in front turned their backs on their backs, and the explosion devoured the bodies of those sweepers in the distance.

There were screams one after another, and the enemy had obviously collapsed.

Sun Rui's flying sword passed over his shoulder, and with a cold glow, it pierced through the chest of a sweeper in front.

Before the sweeper fell down, Sun Rui swung the long sword in his hand and chopped down another enemy.

He drew the pistol from his waist, shouted loudly and pulled the trigger on the third target.

A bullet shot out from the muzzle of the gun, directly piercing the unlucky guy's head. And Sun Rui turned around with another sword, and chopped off another sweeper behind Hill who wanted to sneak attack.

As for Hill, who stood in front of him, a round magical defense barrier lit up in front of him at this time, helping Sun Rui and himself block the attacking black energy cluster.

The explosion shook the ground nearby, but no one cared about these details. They just ran forward desperately, killing all the enemies, killing all the enemies in front of them.

Above the two of them, Albert was still fighting. He waved his wings and smashed the Prowler fighter jets flying around him.

Now he is also a little embarrassed, because those magic defense barriers can no longer completely block the enemy's attack, and his physical body has also been attacked by many enemies.

However, relying on the size of its body, these attacks were completely unable to cause fatal injuries. Regardless of the small wounds on his body, Albert launched another energy shock in one breath.

It seemed that the dragon's breath covered the entire battlefield, and another energy enveloped the sweeper's position. Sweeper troops were scorched half-dead everywhere, and the corpses of the horrific sweepers were everywhere.

"Kill!" Kicking a sweeper down, Hill cut off the opponent's head with a backhand sword. He flicked away the blood on the long sword, and then took another step forward.

Sun Rui followed closely behind, holding his long sword and letting the flying sword fly around him, and the two climbed over the commanding heights of the mound one after the other.

On the reverse slope, there are still densely packed enemies. The electromagnetic tank that was charging forward just now was destroyed and exploded not far away.

The raging fire blocked the side view with billowing smoke, and it was unknown what was going on on the other side. Sun Rui didn't bother to check if there were any survivors in the tank, so he continued to follow Hill to the enemy line.

"Go home! Let's go home!" Hill said to Sun Rui without turning his head while walking forward: "Follow me! Kill all these bastards, and we can go back!"

It seemed that they realized that this was their hope, so Hill, who was already desperate, rekindled the hope of returning home. With hopeful soldiers, the combat effectiveness will naturally be stronger.

He stabbed forward with his long sword, and after piercing the sweeper in front of him, he used the opponent's body as a shield, and rushed into the enemy's formation with strides.

Then he shook off the corpse, swung his long sword, and chopped down three or four sweepers in a row. The sweepers farther away wanted to sneak attack Hill, but their heads were chopped off by a flying sword.

"Breakout!" Not far away, there was a sudden shout from other troops. Through the smoke, Sun Rui seemed to see many troops of the Alan Hill Empire entering the battlefield.

I don't know how long I have killed, and I don't know how many enemies I have cut down. When Hill felt that his magic power could not keep up, when his body began to feel tired, suddenly , Another scene changed in front of him.

The watchman soldiers who blocked his progress no longer continued to attack him vigorously. These sweepers were lying on the ground, stumps and broken arms were everywhere, and there were bloody corpses everywhere.

"Huh...huh..." Panting, Sun Rui also walked up to this commanding height, and also saw the incomparably tragic scene on the side of the reverse slope.

Then, he seemed to realize something, raised the long sword in his hand, and cheered excitedly: "We... have won!"

Yes, they broke through the guard's line of defense, successfully broke through the enemy's encirclement, and under the cover of the Dragon King, they blazed a way home!

"Hoo, hoo... Elan Hill... long live!" Hill also panted, raising the weapon in his hand, and his high-pitched voice echoed on the battlefield.