My Empire

Unfortunately, he still didn’t expect that just when he was about to struggle to death, the gate of Naaru City had already been pushed open by the defenders themselves. The soldiers standing on the city wall put down their swords and spears, the green king flag of the Arante Empire, and they were thrown off the tall and heavy city wall of Naaru in the wind.

Teams of Alanhill soldiers swarmed into Naaru City. After seeing the flag of Alanhill, the slightly nervous citizens evaded into the building, the empty streets, and soon It was filled with densely packed m42 steel helmets.

In the wooden attic, a teenager hung the black king flag of Ailan Hill that had been prepared a long time ago outside his window, and then his frightened girlfriend pulled back into the room.

Soon, a housekeeper hung a larger black king flag outside the door of a detached mansion, and then the black king flag spread like infectious germs in the streets and alleys of Naaru City.

“Long live Ailan Hill!” A woman watching the excitement at the door of a street-side house shouted at the Ailan Hill grenadiers who passed in front of him. She had long been looking forward to this day, the greedy city lord had ruined his family, and her daily prayer was that someone could overthrow it all.

“Go back to the house! It’s dangerous here!” A grenadier with a grenade on his chest stopped in front of the woman and stretched out his hand to make a push.

His movements made the woman’s eyes moist in an instant, because if her son was not killed by that nasty city lord, he should now be as big as the young grenadier in front of him. She looked at each other with tears and cried hysterically: “Kill the bastards! Kill the **** of the lord!”

The grenadier was taken aback for a moment, and then he nodded his head heavily, and quickly followed his troops according to his equipment.

A decaying empire requires only a little external force to collapse in an instant like a castle of gravel facing the waves. The Arante Empire has decayed for hundreds of years, and the only thing that maintains this empire is an equally decayed Holy Demon Empire.

At the gate of the City Lord’s Mansion, a group of elite infantry in gray armor had formed a square formation. Not everyone is surrounded by Ailan Hill. Naaru, with a population of hundreds of thousands, is very huge. As the city lord Adam, it is actually very easy to cultivate a group of his own cronies.

After all, Adam, the greedy and depraved city lord, is not stupid. These elites outside the City Lord’s Mansion are the vested interests he has cultivated over the years, and they are also his most loyal direct line troops.

“Draw your sword! Ready to fight!” The headed Adam confidant took out the accessories from his waist and shouted to the same densely packed soldiers behind him. As he shouted, those fierce soldiers also drew out their weapons.

“Those useless city guards couldn’t even guard the city walls, and they opened the city gates to let the enemy in! A bunch of rubbish!” The officer spit, holding a long sword and cursing coldly.

He had every reason to look down on those city guards who didn’t even get a salary on weekdays and didn’t have the slightest combat ability. These elites behind him can face ten times the number of city guard fools.

With just one charge, he can defeat the enemies who are approaching in the front, and then take advantage of the chaos to kill and regain the lost city wall. At that time, he took time to find the **** city guards to settle accounts. This was what the general was thinking.

“Long live Ailanhill!” Suddenly, he heard some shouts. At first he thought it was the cheers from the Ailanhill soldiers who had occupied the city wall, but as these voices grew louder and louder , This Arant general also realized that these cheers may be from the citizens of Naaru City…

“Damn!” He squeezed the long sword in his hand and cursed inwardly. Just as he cursed this secretly, at the end of the street in the distance, a line of Grenadiers from Ailan Hill appeared.

“Let them see and see! The true strength of the Atlantean warriors!” The general forced his composure, swung his sword forward and issued an offensive command: “Go!”

Behind him, teams of Tarrant soldiers began to wriggle forward. The sound of the impact of the armor clashed loudly, and the long sword reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight. Countless soldiers shouted, covering the cheers of Ellen Hill in the distance: “Long live Arante!”

“Hoop!” The Ailan Hill grenadiers in the front row stopped their footsteps. They knelt on one knee and picked up their Mauser rifles. Behind them, the second row of soldiers straightened up and also raised their weapons.

“Wow!” At almost the same time, the two rows of soldiers pulled their guns and pushed the bullets into the barrels. Opposite them, the Arante soldiers holding their bright swords were at least 40 meters away from them.

“Bah! Bah!” There was a crackling gunshot, and the bullet slammed into the wall of Arrant soldiers. The huge impact tore apart the thin armor, and the bullet plunged into the flesh and blood inside the armor after being severely deformed.

The Arrant soldier in the front screamed and fell, and the Arrant soldier in the second row was stunned on the spot. Many of them didn’t see what the other side was doing. They only heard a sharp noise and saw the companion in front of them fell in a pool of blood.

In the next second, they saw the Ailan Hill soldiers on the opposite side in a thin cloud of smoke, pulling the bolts neatly and pulling them out of the metal shell in the barrel. Then, these soldiers ignored the bullet shell still rolling under the feet, and pushed the bolt back to its original position.

Accompanied by their seemingly rhythmic movements, there was another “clap” sound from the friction of the bolts representing death. Because the distance was so close that there was almost no need to aim, the Allenhill grenadiers started their second fire.

“Bah! Bah! Bah!” There was another crackling gunshot, and the second row finally saw the Arrant soldiers on the opposite enemy. Before they had time to cross the bodies of their comrades in the front row, they were given a new round. The bullet hit.

The fear did not spread easily, because knowing that the soldier on the other side was powerful, now he was clutching his chest and falling to the ground. The Arrant soldiers crowded behind didn’t know what was going on. They only knew that their team seemed to have stopped, and they couldn’t make any further progress.

“What **** sound is that?” A soldier asked his comrades around him with some worry. He heard the voice gradually approaching, and his courage seemed to slip away from his body. But he asked it for nothing, because the comrades around him were also full of doubts and nervousness at this moment.

When the fifth shot was finished, the Ailan Hill infantry in the first two platoons immediately gave up their positions. Behind them, the other two platoons of soldiers who had been ready for a long time stood forward and took the shooting position. .

Before their eyes, there was a sea of ​​dead mountains and blood. Countless soldiers of the Arante Empire fell down on this street, and blood flowed along the cracks and textures on the stone-built streets, and finally merged into the drains on both sides.

These Ailan Hill grenadiers, who have been trained countless times, ignore the disgusting images. They are only mechanical. They operate their weapons according to their usual training. Some people do not even raise their eyes. a bit.

After a few seconds, the soldiers of the Arrant Empire, who had been cut off a large area, finally realized their situation. The Arante army, which had lay down at least seven or eight rows of soldiers, finally lost the little courage they had left.

Countless people crowded backwards, hoping to exit this alley symbolizing death, and those behind them kept moving forward under the urging of generals and officers. The chaotic scene made the retreat and advancement become a joke, and the army of the Arante Empire blocked itself on a narrow road.

“Let me go! We are already defeated!” A soldier who was pushed back by his own screamed and pleaded with the soldier behind him. The soldier behind him couldn’t even turn around, so he could only explain his tragedy to the person in front of him: “I can’t turn around, someone is pushing me behind!”

“Go back! Go back!” The Arante soldiers ahead saw the Ailan Hill grenadiers moving forward with black hole muzzles through the faint mist raised by the shooting, their faces pale. Begging.

Beside him, the desperate person knelt on the ground, begging the soldiers on the opposite side loudly, hoping that they could let him make a living. However, regardless of surrendering or retreating, the rhythmic gunshots still sounded again and again, like a doomsday bell sounded by the devil.

“What the **** is going on?” The general of the opposing Arante Empire carried his long sword and looked at the stagnant army, frowning and wondering what to do. He thought that the opponent might be difficult to get around, but he really didn’t think that his well-equipped and well-trained elite force would be so easily blocked by the opponent.

At this moment, Alan Hill’s soldiers also appeared in other directions. These soldiers compressed the defense line of the elite soldiers of the Arante Empire gathered around the city lord mansion from all directions, and narrowed the encircling circle little by little.

“Hold it for me!” The dangerous general of Arante was heard from the dense gunfire. At this time, he did not report any hope of regaining the city. What he thinks now is how to reorganize the team and break out of the siege.

Just when he was about to gather his cronies and plan to first withdraw his troops to the City Lord’s Mansion and continue to resist, a black shadow fell from the sky, just at his feet. He was taken aback, and when he lowered his head he saw a black cylindrical iron lump connected to a light yellow wooden handle, and the end of the wooden handle also sprayed white smoke.