Chapter 692: 692:59

After the tank brigade entered the anti-Mei defense line, the infantry in the trench quickly jumped out and followed the Type 59 medium tank.

The Cleveland Army on the second line of defense also decisively stopped firing, but their bullets hit the Type 59 medium tank, leaving no effect except for a crisp steel impact.

Every time the electromagnetic tank gun fires, it can knock down a fortress, and the power is not bad at all. The KL07 155mm field gun.

Under the coercion of Type 59 medium tanks, a gate for a tank was opened in the fortress group on the defense line.

A group of five hundred knights rushed out, shouting and rushing towards the tank, and the leader of the knight instructor roared.

"Combined Assault!"

The azure blue barrier instantly enveloped the entire Knights, rushing towards the tank group in a cone formation.

Facing the knights' charge, the tank troops were already prepared, and the tank captain shouted loudly: "Fire at the knights! Fire at full speed."

Boom...

The all-metal electromagnetic armor-piercing projectile spewed out from the muzzle, and shot at the Knights with a dazzling arc. Because the speed of the projectile was too fast, it fell on the blue barrier like a beam of light with the arc.

The white light bounced off after hitting the azure blue barrier, but the azure blue barrier immediately became darker.

Then a few more shells fell, and the azure blue barrier quickly dimmed. When the thirteenth shell fell, the azure blue barrier exploded, turning into blue particles all over the sky.

The rest of the shells directly blasted the knights into scum, and only the leading knight mentor jumped when the shells were about to hit him.

The war horse that had been with him for many years was torn apart by the shells.

The knight mentor threw away his shield, and slashed at the Type 59 medium tank with swords in both hands.

The azure blue sword glow and the knight's sword cut down together, and a dazzling magical light appeared on the surface of the turret of the Type 59 medium tank.

The knight instructor's face was changing slightly, and he clearly felt that the knight sword in his hand was being pulled.

How thick is this iron bump in front of you?

The knight instructor struggled to pull out the knight sword, and the original position was immediately covered by countless bullets.

Before jumping off the Type 59 medium tank, the knight instructor glanced at the crack in the turret. The sword had already cut through the turret, and the gap was enough to see the gunner inside.

But the knight instructor wasn't happy at all, the turret was too hard, so he barely opened a gap above the turret. Ordinary professionals can't hurt the iron lump in front of them at all.

The knight instructor didn't rush into the soldiers. The target of his attack this time was the iron lump in front of him, so he wouldn't waste time attacking those ordinary soldiers.

The knight instructor kept hacking back and forth on the tank, and soon he found that the barrel was the weakest defensive part, and the barrel could be cut off with a single sword, but it couldn't cause any real damage to the tank.

When the knight mentor wanted to retreat back to rest, a bullet flew past his temple, and at that second, he felt a deep sense of crisis.

A mentor-level expert locked him in.

The knight instructor quickly retreated, rushing back to the second line of defense as fast as possible.

The next moment, a yellow light fell from the sky, and the body of the knight instructor was still in a forward posture, but his entire head exploded, leaving only a headless body galloping.

It's just that the headless horseman fell to the ground powerlessly after running two more steps.

"It's as disgusting as a fly." The battlefield was thousands of meters above the sky, in a cloud, Toggins said with a curled lip.

The officers on the second line of defense couldn't help showing a bit of sadness when they saw the knight mentor dead.

Those steel monsters are too defensive.

Suddenly, a herald came running in a panic.

"Urgent report! A large number of unified troops have appeared behind the third line of defense."

"What?" The supreme commander of the anti-Mei defense line is Cromwell, the chief knight of the Duke of Durandal.

"Why is there a unified army behind you?" Cromwell asked nonsense, but he quickly shook his head and said dissatisfiedly, "Where is Viscount Remington on the third line of defense?"

When the herald heard Viscount Remington, it was hard to say: "As soon as the unified army appeared, Viscount Remington led his personal guards to break out of the encirclement while the encirclement was not closed."

"Shit! I have already said that Viscount Remington is unreliable." Cromwell roared angrily.

"Then who is the commander of the third line of defense now?"

Facing Cromwell's inquiry, the herald said tremblingly, "It's the Burundian knight mentor, but he was assassinated just after he organized an army to resist, and now his life or death is uncertain."

Cromwell sat directly on the main seat, his eyes dull. He knew very well that the main defense facilities of the Anti-Mei defense line were all on the front, and the back was completely undefended, let alone facing the brave and capable unified army.

"Report! The communication of our army's magic phone has been cut off, and it is no longer possible to contact the periphery." The answer of the communication soldier made Cromwell's face turn pale again.

"The Marquis of Aslan has planned it long ago. Once a war breaks out, we can cut off our communication immediately." Another knight instructor said nervously.

"Xika, go to the third line of defense immediately. No matter what method you use, hold on for 24 hours and let me establish a position behind the second line of defense." Although Cromwell was angry, he did not lose his composure.

Xika had just performed a knight salute, turned around and ran out of the headquarters with a few people, and saw a messenger rushing in with a mournful face.

"Your Excellency Commander-in-Chief, the third line of defense has been breached, and the unified army is gathering in front of the third line of defense."

When Cromwell heard it, there was a loud buzzing in his brain, and something surged up in his chest. The next moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fainted.

The entire headquarters was in chaos for a while, and Xika took over the command resolutely, with a gloomy expression on his face, and even tried to stop the magician who was preparing for emergency rescue.

"Filin, take someone to send Commander Cromwell to the rear to recuperate." Xika said to his confidant, and at the same time gave him a wink.

Flynn nodded knowingly, and sent Cromwell to the rest area behind the fort with his personal soldiers.

Sika is indeed the most loyal follower of the Duke of Durandal, but if you know that Sika was just an ordinary Grand Knight Commander two years ago, I believe that few people dare to treat them with a normal heart.

In fact, in the few years after the rise of Merlot City, the number of experts in the entire Northern Continent breaking through to the mentor level was several times, or even more, than in the previous Northern Continent.

This was also Aslan's original situation. Many peak-level sword masters were seeking to come to him. Aslan did not let them follow him, but let them continue to lurk beside their former followers.

Aslan doesn't need them to betray their respective lords, as long as they become pro-Melo sects openly and secretly, and they won't be allowed to send any important information on weekdays, just properly promote the beauty of the city of Melo. , such as Sika in front of him.