Eighty-Three Down

"Go to hell!" Almost at the same time, an Airland Hill anti-aircraft gunner aimed his pair of air sights at the Holy Demon Empire cavalry that was rapidly approaching them not far away.

"Hope, you guys can hold this too! Silly X!" After cursing loudly, he pulled the trigger to fire, and the 30mm caliber high-level dual-purpose gun began to sing.

"Bang Bang! Bang Bang!" The unpleasant-looking rate of fire, and the unpleasant sound of continuous firing, suddenly made the battlefield noisy. A cannonball hit the knight standing in its way, and ripped apart the poor bastard in its path.

Then, after breaking the neck of the giant horse, the shell broke the knight's body, then flew behind the knight, smashed the armor of another soldier, and pierced the knight's body. chest.

Then, with an indomitable momentum, the cannonball continued to fly forward, penetrated into the body of the third knight, and shattered the knight's heart. When he vomited blood, turned over and fell from the horse's back, there was a blood mist around him.

The second shell entered the crowd at this time, and it was also in an unstoppable state. The blood of this knight splattered on the face of the other knight, and the arm of the other knight fell into the arms of his comrades behind him...

On both sides of the 1st regiment's position, two 30mm anti-aircraft guns began to fire flat, demonstrating the terrifying attack power of this weapon against the ground for the first time. In World War II, the flat-fired anti-aircraft guns have become a disaster for the infantry and tank soldiers on the battlefield. The flat-fired anti-aircraft guns in this different world have also brought a lingering nightmare to the magic cavalry.

The cross-fire began to harvest the lives of countless magic cavalrymen of the Holy Demon Empire. Those giant horse cavalrymen who were about to crash into a group of positions fell one after another on their way.

The battlefield once again turned into a complete slaughter, but this time, the target of the slaughter was not the knights of the aloof magic empire, but the soldiers of the mortal empire who had mastered advanced weapon technology.

"Bullets!" A machine gun shooter turned his head sideways and shouted hysterically at his sub-shooter after the chain of a hundred rounds of bullets had been fired. The enemy was already in front of him, and he had to race against time to pour out the bullets. Just do it.

Beside him, the sub-shooter had already pressed a brand new ammunition chain into the gun body and fastened the cover on it. After completing a series of loading actions, the sub-shooter shouted hysterically at almost the same time: "Loading is complete!"

"Whoa!" Pulling the bolt, the shooter once again aimed the muzzle of the machine gun at the cavalry of the Holy Demon Empire who had been devastated by the artillery fire. Without hesitation, he pulled his trigger, and his muzzle spewed flames again.

"Tutu! Tutu!" The dense bullets rushed towards the enemy on the opposite side, leaving a cloud of fire and blood on the enemy's body. In the gap of his aiming rear door, he could clearly see the enemies falling one by one in the torrential rain of bullets.

General Morse felt that his breathing was becoming difficult. He saw the knights in front of him fell one by one on the road ahead, and he saw the knights beside him shattered one by one in the bloody storm.

Perhaps, his casualties have exceeded 1,000 people? Maybe, there are already 1500 people? General Moss, who didn't dare to look at how many knights were left, had only one thought now, and that was to rush into the enemy's position as soon as possible.

In the past, he longed to rush into the enemy's position because he longed for victory over and over again, for the kind of great victory that could stimulate his nerves. But this time was different. He was eager to rush into the enemy's position because he knew that only then would he be able to survive.

It's a ridiculous causal relationship,

But General Morse found himself unable to laugh at all. The enemy in front of him did not know when it became invincible, and the figures of those small mortals became tall and giant at this moment.

There seemed to be an invisible wall on his way, and the knights of the Holy Demon Empire who slammed into this wall would all be bloody and shattered. No matter how brave and powerful they were, they became fragile and small in front of this impenetrable wall.

"When was the last time you felt this powerless to defeat your opponent?" General Moss asked himself bitterly in his heart, but no one gave him the answer. It's been too long in the east, and it seems that even my courage has been exhausted...

"For the Holy Demon Empire! Advance!" Exhausting all his strength, Moss shouted loudly in the center of the cavalry team to encourage the soldiers to advance. For the first time in perhaps hundreds of years, the forces of the Magical Empire need encouragement to continue to face the armies of mortals.

"Long live the Holy Demon Empire!" As if hypnotizing themselves, the giant horse knights of the Holy Demon Empire also shouted, as if only in this way could they muster up the courage and continue to attack the enemy positions that were constantly spewing tongues of fire. shock.

It is a pity that under the cutting of steel, their courage has become less and less, and they have become as fragile as their flesh and blood. Under the attack of the heavy machine guns and the ammunition fired by the anti-aircraft guns of the Holy Demon Empire, the mighty cavalry team became less and less.

"The Dragon Knights haven't been dispatched yet? This is... It's really strange." Looking at the Magic Empire cavalry that was on the verge of collapse on the frontal battlefield, Chris frowned and muttered with some doubts.

He didn't expect that the Holy Demon Empire would not dispatch the few remaining dragon knight troops in the end. According to his idea, while the cavalry attacked, those terrifying air power should join the battlefield.

After all, this is almost a typical blitzkrieg tactic. While the "tank" troops are advancing, bombers are used to open the way. Unfortunately, the opponent did not cause him such serious trouble. They attacked separately and did not join the battlefield at the same time. .

"Perhaps, their dragon knight has left..." Wilkes put down the telescope he was holding and looked at his monarch: "Your Majesty, on the frontal battlefield, we have already won."

Just as he was speaking, about 3,000 giant horse cavalrymen of the Holy Demon Empire had almost collapsed in half. This is definitely a fatal blow to a cavalry team, because the remaining troops are completely unable to continue to attack.

The formation of these cavalrymen was disrupted, and they didn't know how to face the bodies of their comrades and countless blood. They had lost their fighting spirit, and they didn't even have the courage to continue charging forward.

Some soldiers wanted to move their horses to retreat, some soldiers wanted to stop and wait for orders, some soldiers had been punched through their bodies, and some soldiers were helplessly following their commanders to continue charging.

The cavalry troop that crossed the line of fire was no longer a black mass, but fragmented into several small units that were no longer continuous. These troops pose no threat to the Elan Hill Grenadiers.

General Morse wanted to stabilize his troops, and he wanted to work harder towards victory. He rode his giant horse and kept approaching the enemy's position in front of him. He even prepared magic. As long as he got closer to a dozen meters, he could release a fireball technique and destroy the machine gun in front of him. position.

"It's getting closer! It's getting closer!" Seeing that the target was already within his range, he felt that the warhorse under his crotch suddenly lost its strength. His whole body fell forward because of inertia, and in front of him, the adjutant who had been blocking him was covered in blood and fell down at the same time.

The cannonball penetrated the adjutant's body, and at the same time hit the giant horse under General Morse's crotch. General Moss didn't have time to think. He rolled on the spot the moment he fell to the ground. At the same time, he lost the broken lance and drew out the sword from his waist.

He slammed into the body of the adjutant's warhorse, stood up unharmed, and then stepped forward to meet the nearby Alan Hill grenadier. His armor is already dark, and he has begun to breathe. After losing the load of the giant horse, the heavy armor has become a burden for General Morse.

Therefore, his steps were a little staggering, and his figure was no longer agile. While preparing his magic, he was hit by countless bullets from the head. The flaming long sword could only be used as a crutch and leaned on the ground. General Moss tried to stand firm, but found that his body no longer obeyed his commands.

He looked down at the large and small holes in his chest, but he could only spit out blood when he wanted to open his mouth. His knees were already on the ground, and his body leaned forward involuntarily. When General Morse's face hit the ground, he could only see the dirt in front of him, a little bit soaked with his own blood.

When the heavy machine guns and anti-aircraft guns of the Holy Demon Empire stopped to cool down the barrels, the cavalry of the Holy Demon Empire on the front had become a sea of ​​corpses and blood... Scattered knights who lost their horses struggled from the ground He stood up, looking so helpless.

"Qiang!" The commander of the 1st regiment, Walter, drew out his long sword and pointed in the direction of the 13th regiment's position: "1st regiment! Advance!"

"Qiang!" The officers followed his order and drew out their long swords, and the phalanx of the 1st regiment began to move forward slowly with the accompaniment of drum beats. The densely packed bayonet formed a forest, a sharp and deadly forest.

"Avenge the brothers of the 13th regiment! In this battle, we won't take prisoners!" The sharp forest panned down neatly in the shouts, and then stabbed the giant horses that were still neighing on the ground, and the stills Knights of the Holy Demon Empire who want to struggle.