My Empire

Eighty-One Battle Continues

"I'm even more anxious than us! It seems that the support of the Holy Demon Empire must be here!" Chris put away the telescope, looked at General Wilkes beside him, and said, "Get the troops ready!"

"The order goes on! All troops are ready for battle! Keep the formation!" Wilkes ordered loudly. After giving the order to prepare to fight, he turned his head to look at Chris: "Your Majesty! Are we going to use new tactics to fight?"

"No need!" Chris shook his head. He knew that the 1st regiment had research on new tactics, but the 3rd regiment might not be prepared for this. Once the foxhole and trench defense tactics were adopted, it might disrupt the entire troop. combat deployment.

Times will progress, and with the development of time, new tactics will soon be popularized, and there is no hurry. Anyway, his troops should still have a huge advantage in firepower now, and they can fight head-on without digging fortifications such as trenches and foxholes.

"Let the 13th regiment be at the forefront! Form an arrow-shaped attack formation! Pay attention to the defenses on both sides!" Because their whereabouts had been discovered, Ailan Hill's troops no longer paid attention to concealment, and the horns sounded one after another, one by one The infantry phalanx began to move forward, but the speed of movement was much faster than the traditional phalanx of Arant.

"All anti-aircraft weapons remain in position! Dragon knights may appear at any time!" The carriages dragging 30mm anti-aircraft guns moved slowly with the troops. From the moment they saw the dragon fly by from a distance, all anti-aircraft weapons has been in a state of battle.

Fortunately, they have carriages to drag, so they can keep fighting for a long time. Also accompanying the troops are the heavy machine gun troops. They are also accompanied by carriages. Because it is not a tough battle, there is no need for manpower to push to the front line.

"Move forward! Give space to the artillery units! Let the garrison groups on both flanks pay attention to using the terrain and make the defenses as thick as possible!" Before Chris came, he focused on listening to the statement of the survivors of the troops that encountered the dragon, and made a plan. A set of combat plans against the dragon.

In this plan, almost all weapons are configured in the air, and the frontal engagement is basically handed over to the rifle phalanx and artillery to complete. As long as there is nothing wrong with the front, even if the dragon knight rushes up, he will suffer heavy losses.

However, the current air defense battle is still a state of exhaustion with bayonets. Chris really wants to master the air superiority of the battlefield, so that he can get rid of this combat state where the ground troops collide directly with the dragon and lose a large number of soldiers.

It's a pity to think about it, he has not yet come up with a small internal combustion engine, so there is no way to talk about fighter jets: I heard that his train was finally put into use a few days ago, which is a major benefit heard in a state of war.

"Report! The enemy is approaching 700 meters in front of our army!" An officer rode on a high-headed horse and rushed over to report the latest news of the enemy's contact.

"Okay! The battle is about to begin! Let's see how difficult the ground troops of the Holy Demon Empire are!" Chris immediately stood on the hillside, looking at his troops and Arante in the distance Troops, said lightly.

"This is our last chance! Now I have recruited all the elites! The Royal Guard is 10,000, the main force under my command is 10,000, and the newly strengthened southern frontier is 10,000. It's the 30,000 army that I can handle the most!" In the army formation opposite, General Zorn looked at the officers beside him and said.

He didn't dare to bring it out, so he left the royal veteran in the camp to stabilize the army. He personally led the confidant officers, with 30,000 elite soldiers, and 3,000 giant horse cavalry of the Holy Devil Empire, and pressed them to the flank. Alan Hill troops.

"Only after defeating this Alan Hill field force can we hope to continue to fight Alan Hill! So, no matter what, this is the last chance I can find!"

"The whole army is overwhelmed! I will personally supervise the battle! If you fail, you will be benevolent!" Riding on the horse,

General Zorn gritted his teeth and gave the order to attack first. He wanted to win the opportunity for the giant horse cavalry behind him to attack, and as long as he attracted the enemy's artillery fire, he completed the task.

"Ugh..." The low horn sounded, and all the Arante troops began to squirm forward. Those red-clothed cannons began to roar, but they couldn't hit the distant Alan Hill army formation.

Then Alan Hill's artillery began to counterattack, and that roar completely suppressed the artillery of the Arrant Empire. The situation was basically one-sided without any suspense, and soon the so-called artillery of the Arrant Empire was wiped out under the opponent's cannonballs.

"That damn Chris! If I can catch him! I'll cut him to pieces!" Zon, who had long known that he had been deceived, cursed in a low voice with his fists in his mouth. personal.

And as he whispered silently, his troops had entered the firepower range of the Arrant Empire. Before he could wait too long, the sound of gunfire came densely, and the soldiers of the Arrant Empire fell a row of soldiers amid the sound of gunfire.

"Heavy shield! Keep the formation! Move forward!" The officers in the phalanx ordered their subordinates loudly. These elite soldiers of the Arante Empire are by no means unworthy of their reputation. They are very disciplined and fierce and tenacious. , can be said to be the most powerful army in the cold weapon era.

It's a pity, after all, they are an army of cold weapons, and even the most powerful army of cold weapons can't compete with the well-trained troops of hot weapons - what's more, what stands in front of them is already a long-term development of hot weapons. Weapons unit.

"Boom!" A shell exploded in the crowd, sending the armored Arrant soldiers flying into the air. Cracks appeared in the dense formation, and all the soldiers were overwhelmed by the asymmetrical fighting.

They are never afraid of countless arrows flying towards them, and they are not even afraid of being surrounded by ten times as many enemies. But now they were at least 1 mile away from the enemy, and they were so embarrassed by the shells that they began to fear.

Watching others fight and trying it out yourself are two completely different things. Even after seeing the enemy's artillery, when it was his turn to face the artillery fire, things became completely different.

"Go on!" Seeing the chaos in the phalanx, Zon drew out his saber and loudly urged the troops to continue to attack: "For Arante! For His Majesty the Emperor! Keep going!"

"Long live!" The Royal Guards roared, braving the artillery fire, the 30,000 Arland elite continued to move forward slowly, stepping over the corpses of their comrades, step by step towards the increasingly dense Alan Hill army formation .

As in the previous attack near Maricha, these soldiers seemed to be slaughtered in the face of swarms of rifles and artillery, and there was almost no damage to the enemy despite the loss. They were shot and fell from a great distance, and they died in vain without even seeing the enemy's appearance.

"It seems that nothing will change if the consumption continues like this. If the troops of the Arlant Empire can break through the defense line of the Alan Hill troops, there is no need for us to come from afar." Pulling on the reins of the giant horse, Momo General Si said lightly to the officers around him.

He buckled his visor, and the thick armor was integrated, and the patterns on it shone with a faint light. These armors have been blessed with magic and are very expensive protective gear.

"Whoa!" Behind him, all the cavalrymen on the giant horse buckled their visors. The white armor matched the armor on the giant horse very well, and it looked like a perfect work of art.

The lances of these cavalrymen point to the sky like a forest. As everyone buckled their visors, General Moss tucked his legs on the horse's ribs, and the giant horse under his crotch began to slowly move forward.

All the war horses behind them began to step forward, and the muffled sound when the hooves hit the ground even overshadowed the war drums.

"The cavalry of the Holy Demon Empire is dispatched!" An officer pulled the reins and stopped beside General Zon, who was already devastated, and reported what he had just confirmed: "They went around from our left flank! They are running into love Ranhill's front!"

"Saved!" General Zon, who felt the sweat dripping from his forehead, let out a long breath and shook his body. He almost fell off his horse because of collapse, but when he stabilized his body, he went from ecstasy. When he broke free, he shouted hysterically: "Keep attacking! Keep attacking! We are saved! What are you waiting for! Keep attacking!"

With his shouts, everyone saw those huge warhorses appearing on the battlefield, and everyone saw those white armors that did not match the blood on the battlefield.

"Come on!" Chris felt the unease of his warhorse, and raised his eyebrows when he saw the unusual cavalry in front of the phalanx, who had easily rushed within 100 meters in front of the Alan Hill army formation.

"Giant horse cavalry! A kind of force that Mr. Frenzberg said... is it actually invulnerable?" General Wilkes frowned, very worried that his front line of defense would be penetrated by such a fierce cavalry.

"Really invulnerable? Then surrender!" Chris sneered. He didn't believe that the other party was really invulnerable. In his opinion, even a main battle tank could not be truly invulnerable.

On the frontal battlefield, seeing the huge heavy armored cavalry, the soldiers of Ailan Hill did not panic. They turned their guns and used the rear sight to suppress the enemies who were constantly approaching them.

Then, the next second, they pulled the trigger, as they did during training - "Bah!" A shot rang out, and the battle continued.

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