Three Hundred and Eighteen Showdown

"I said I wanted to go to the city for dinner." On the largest demon battleship, pressing the long sword around his waist, the demon general's handsome face showed an extremely displeased expression.

In his opinion, the human city in front of him is so close at hand, it is simply a trophy given to him for nothing. But an entire afternoon passed, and now it was evening, he still hadn't taken the trophy.

This made him a little anxious, a little angry, and a little vaguely uneasy and irritable. He is worried that humans will no longer care about the defeated soldiers here, and use that terrifying weapon to destroy all the demon troops in the vicinity.

"It's so unfavorable to do things, what's the use of keeping you?" As he spoke, the demon general turned his head and swept the dark shadow beside him with sharp eyes.

The shadow shrank into a ball and said tremblingly, "Your troops have already landed, I think... Soon the battle will be decided!"

"You already said that an hour ago... The source of magic, you don't need waste!" The demon general flipped his palm lightly, and a hot flame rose from the foot of the shadow, swallowing the entire Shadow.

"Ah!" The shadow screamed hysterically, twisted and struggled in the flames, but couldn't get rid of the flames, and finally disappeared little by little in the flames.

"I really want to see how these poor human beings are blocking my attack!" He took out the long sword in his hand, and the fleshy wings behind him suddenly spread out, and the whole person rose into the air: "Attack with me! "

Behind him is a huge, half sank, and only part of the floating castle with high towers on the sea is exposed.

The water here is not that deep after all, so the castle didn't sink completely below the surface. However, the part exposed on the water has been severely damaged, and many buildings have collapsed.

After all, under the attack of dozens of Super Hound missiles, and later hit by some other bombs, it was a very lucky thing that this floating castle could remain intact.

Following the demon general, there were countless demon dragons, as well as strong demons riding on the demon dragons.

They are the most elite demon dragon army, and they are also the most powerful army that follows this demon general.

These flying demonic dragon troops swept across the sea, passed the demonic battleships that were constantly firing and attacked, and then passed over the demonic infantry that had established forward positions on the beach.

In the ferry city, the demon soldiers are launching a fierce attack on the city, some warships are docked on the dock, and some giant machines loaded with magic circles are being unloaded.

More demons were gathering, and they didn't even clear the warehouse area and dock area full of corpses, and they started to take a step towards the city.

The demon troops arranged in a phalanx held shields and weapons, and attacked the city along the streets and buildings. Street battles unfolded throughout Ferry City, and the Ailan Hill troops who came for reinforcements fought to the death, and the two sides fought fiercely in some blocks.

Within a few hours, the casualties of Ireland Hill's 15th Army had risen to 4,000, a tolerable figure for the defending side.

According to his long sword, the old general Medeas has already felt the pressure, and the demon's attack is powerful and unreasonable, which makes many of the old general's tactical arrangements useless.

Although it now seems that the entire battle is still within the controllable range, there is a tendency to gradually get out of his control.

"Haven't fully mastered air supremacy yet?" He looked at the Air Force liaison officer on the side, and asked with some dissatisfaction.

Because the Air Force has been unable to gain air supremacy for a long time, the demon dragons and demon bats have been interfering with the operations of the Alan Hill troops on the ground. These demon troops often raided human positions, and the main enemy who caused casualties to the Alan Hill troops was these guys flying in the sky.

"I'm so sorry! The demon's flying troops are over the mountains,

The fighter units deployed in Hanhai and the Wallawo Mine had to switch from offensive to defensive..." The Air Force officer explained: "Only the fighter units of our army in the direction of Maine are left, and the number is not dominant. "

"Strive for air supremacy as much as possible! We must block the attack on the beach and paralyze the enemy's landing troops in order to stabilize our position and delay more time." Medias commanded slightly hoarsely.

There is still no problem with his troops sticking to it now. If the demon troops don't have more tricks, even if he doesn't change anything, there is still no problem in persisting until the night.

And the old general Medeas is worried about two other questions: The first is will these demons really stop at night? The second question is how to fight the battle tomorrow!

The first problem is that the intelligence from the 9th Army shows that the demons will not take the initiative to attack and fight at night. If this is the case, then the 15th Army can rest and replenish its strength during this long night.

However, if the opponent did not intend to stop fighting and continued to attack at night, the 15th Army, which had no time to rest, might collapse at night.

The second question is also very simple. Although there are many reinforcements in the battle on the second day, and the deployment of materials is sufficient, if the demons can gain a firm foothold in Ferry City, then for the 15th Army, the situation will be very different. more passive.

"The loss of the 201st Armored Division has exceeded one-third, and many troops have lost contact! The commander of the 201st Armored Division called, hoping to withdraw them from the position..." At this time, a combat staff officer came over , handed the message to Medias, and reported.

The 201st Panzer Division has been fighting on the front since the second line of defense was involved. They didn't rest or were rotated, and they kept sticking to the front, obstructing the demonic forces landing in the direction of the sand and salt pans.

Medias sent the reserve team to Ferry City and engaged in urban street battles. This was his choice because he feared that the demonic occupation of the city would wreak havoc, especially if the battle spilled over into the relatively well-preserved Ferry City industrial area.

If the devil destroys there, the production capacity of Ferry City will be completely zero. Even if this battle is finally won, Ferry City, which has lost its industrial base, will not be able to contribute to the Alan Hill Empire in a short time.

Therefore, when Medeas chose to protect Ferry City, the Alan Hill field troops on the beach and salt field defense line could only rely on themselves.

"Let him continue to hold his position! He wants to withdraw and rest? There are 7 divisions on the front line, and they all want to withdraw and rest!" Medias rejected the request of the 201st Armored Division, and still ordered: "Defend every position! Persevere until It's very late tonight!"

"Yes! I'm going to deliver the order!" The staff officer stood at attention and saluted, then turned and left with the order of Medias.

"Report!" Before the staff officer left the headquarters, one of the staff officers walked in quickly and reported: "The demons have joined the main force, and they don't seem to want to wait until night..."

"Are the front-line combat troops under a lot of pressure?" The wrinkled Mediyas frowned and asked coldly.

"The defense line in the city can still be maintained, and the defense line on the beach has collapsed. From the information fed back from the battlefield, the other side is trying to surround the 201st Armored Division near the salt pan and the 115th Infantry Division, which has not lost much." The staff immediately replied. road.

"Order the 125th Infantry Division on the flank to counterattack the flank of the demonic rushing force! Can it be done?" Medeas walked to the front of the map and asked, pointing to a unit on the edge of the beach defense line.

"I think it's a blessing for the 125th Division to hold the line of defense." The staff officer replied with some embarrassment.

"The salt field area seems to be unable to keep it..." The palm of his hand rubbed back and forth on the hilt of the sword, and Medias said with an ugly face: "Maybe, we will lose the 201st Armored Division and the 115th Infantry Division. ."

When the staff who were familiar with the old general heard this, they all knew that this general, who had always been known for his steadiness, planned to sacrifice the two divisions on the flank and buy time to set up another line of defense behind them.

Because mobilizing troops to rescue these two units would obviously take a lot of risk, it was not General Mediyas's habit to make an impromptu counterattack. In this case, he would rather give up those units and let them buy time than risk having them launch an ill-prepared local counterattack.

"The devil's commander is a great guy. The timing of his entry into the reserve team was right, and his entry point was perfect. He found the weakest point in my defense and cut the widest opening." McGrady Yas bitterly summed up his opponent.

Then he walked to the front of the map and said firmly to himself: "It's a pity that you met me! Mediyas!"

Suddenly, he raised his voice and ordered loudly: "Let the 201st Division hold its position! The 115th Division retreats and breaks through! You have to cut my defense line and eat my two divisions, but I will break yours. tooth!"

At the same time, in Tony's telescope, in the woods between the salt pan and the coastline, demon soldiers wearing glyphs and magic defense armor began to walk out. These demon soldiers are well-armed and burly, and even their shouts are more terrifying.

After these demons walked out of the woodland, they began to send troops to form a formation, which soon formed a huge phalanx of infantry. Then, as an order echoed in the sky, these demons began to walk in neat steps towards Tony's direction.

Seeing all this, Tony put down his binoculars, held down his throat communicator, and said to his companions with a wry smile, "Load high-explosive bombs, the enemy is attacking!"