My Empire

“Ready to fight!…” Facing the enemy ten times a hundred times, the battalion commander in Ailan Hill was not intimidated at all, instead he was full of expectations for victory.

The soldiers under him have formed three queues, and they lie in front of countless soldiers on the other side. They did not retreat, or even a little bit of panic. They are just mechanically checking the weapons in their hands, ready to give the enemy a big gift in a moment.

“1000 meters! The enemy is approaching! Ready to fight!” This is the first time the battalion commander has commanded a battle independently. He wanted to prove himself, and wanted to win the victory in front of him.

All the soldiers raised their weapons to the crowd in front of the mountains and seas. They calmly put the bullets on the barrels, and then pressed the targets in the distance with the rear sights of the guns. This time they were on a defensive mission. So they chose to fire and attack further away.

When the opponent was still about 500 meters away from him, the battalion commander decisively issued an order to fire. He did not dare to put the opponent too close, lest his disadvantage in numbers would be used by the opponent.

“Bah!” A gunshot sounded, and dozens of soldiers fell on the opposite side of the Arante Empire army. With the firing of this row of rifles, Commander Zon of Arante, who was on horseback, opened his eyes wide.

He was just as shocked by the terrifying sight in front of him as the first time he saw the rifle. The opponent could open fire at such a distance and knock his soldiers to the ground.

If it weren’t for the giant dragons of the Holy Demon Empire behind him, if it’s not for the life and death of Arante, if it’s not for the life and death of Arante, if it’s not for the Ailan Hill soldiers on the opposite side, it’s really a little bit young, Zorn really has to turn his head. Ordered to retreat.

“This! This turned out to be true!” Looking at the small Ailan Hill infantry phalanx in the distance, like a small reef in front of the sea, Zorn thought for the first time that he might lose the war.

It seemed that he was giving the best explanation to his fear. Inside Ailan Hill’s phalanx, there was once again dense gunfire. After a burst of gunshots, the army of the Arrant Empire fell down hundreds of soldiers.

Every gunshot of the other side was accompanied by the fall of almost the same number of soldiers from the Arante Empire. When the distance between the two sides narrowed to about 300 meters, Ailan Hill’s attack became more and more sharp. More Arrant Empire soldiers fell on the way to attack.

Along the way, the opponent has fired 15 volleys, each time hundreds of infantry fell, and the number of soldiers who have died vaguely, about 2,000. The fact that so many troops were lost outside the range of the bow and arrow made General Zorn shudder.

The opponent looks like there are only more than 500 soldiers! There are also some soldiers who seem to be commanders, and have not made any attacks until now. The other party just stood there, shouting out the command, and then let the terrifying short sticks emit pieces of deadly white smoke.

“Bah!” At a distance of about 270 meters, the grenadiers of Ailan Hill fired again, and their fire seemed to make General Zorn hysterical. In Zorn’s view, the sound of the gunshot from the other party was more terrifying than a urging spell.

“Press on! Let the three ten thousand teams behind! Press on me! They only have 500 people! Tens of thousands of troops can’t win the battle with 500 people. What shall we do in the future? Ah? What should we do?” Zorn, who had changed his tone, gave a loud order to continue the attack.

In his command, more Arante empire troops began to wriggle forward slowly, and the continuous sound of the horns represented the determination of the most powerful Arante army ever in the Mortal Empire.

Knight Commander Ildor, who was silent in the crowd, remained silent. He looked at the 500 Airanhill troops who were constantly causing trouble to the Arrant Empire army, and seemed to be looking at his prey.

“It’s been a long time since I saw such a powerful mortal army…Their weapons are very strong, and our dragon may not be able to withstand more attacks of this kind of weapons.” After watching for about a few minutes, this name The knight commander spoke to his companion.

“I suggest launching an attack immediately and letting the dragon destroy this force. They insist on staying here now, there must be reinforcements behind… If they are allowed to rendezvous, it may be more difficult.” A dragon knight of the Holy Demon Empire pressed the long. Jian, suggested to his chief.

“You’re right!” Ildo nodded and agreed with his subordinates: “Go! Bring me the victory! All the dragon knights in your team are dispatched! Be careful, don’t make trouble.”

“Yes! Master knight!” Nodding lightly, the knight slowly retreated back from the hillside. And in the distant place, the intensive gunfire still beating everyone’s hearts non-stop.

“Bah!” Once again, he knocked out 5 rounds of bullets in his bomb bay, an Ailan Hill grenadier retreated behind his comrades, and calmly reloaded his rifle with new bullets. He still has a lot of ammunition in his ammunition bag, thanks to the increasing production of bullets.

In the process of loading the bullet, the soldier in front of him who was ready to shoot pulled the trigger and fired a bullet that had been prepared long ago. The bullet flew over a distance of about 260 meters and hit an Arrant Empire soldier who had just walked here.

There was no time to appreciate the results of his battle. The Ailan Hill grenadier pulled the bolt, let the bullet shell fall to his feet, hit the bullet shell that was already on the ground, and made a sharp clanking sound. He continued to aim and pulled the trigger at the target directly in front of him.

From the beginning of the war to the present, they have killed about 3,000 soldiers of the Arante Empire, but on their own side, it seems that even a wounded person has not been defeated in peacetime. The enemy is really too weak and too weak.

What’s the use of more people? The war has long gone beyond recognition, and the number of people now does not necessarily mean strength and victory. Now, who controls the future of this world, who represents the most powerful productivity, who is the closest to victory!

“You guys are too weak!” While muttering in his mouth, he fired a third shot, causing another unlucky person on the opposite side to fall over his chest. Arrant’s war drums rumbling, but Arrant’s soldiers have never advanced a step since just now.

“Yes! The soldiers of Arante are too weak!” The soldier who was ready and ready to take over from his comrades at any time, behind his comrades, nodded in agreement and said, “I’m ready!”

Then, in the next second, behind the remote hills on the opposite slope, a huge shadow suddenly rose into the sky. All the soldiers of Ailan Hill stopped shooting. They widened their eyes and watched the black shadow rushing into the sky, making a harsh roar.

“Roar!” With a shuddering roar, another black shadow rose into the air from the reverse slope. Then came the third and fourth. These shadows lifted into the air about thousands of meters away, so the soldiers of Ailan Hill could easily see those huge figures hovering in the sky.

“It’s a dragon! It’s a giant dragon!” A soldier yelled in a shuddering voice. He felt his calf trembling constantly, and even holding the rifle, the original firm and powerful hand, could not stop shaking. .

“The magic empire is here!” The battalion commander held a long sword and looked up at the figures hovering in the distant sky. The expression on his face was already indescribable. He knew he might not see victory today, which seemed a pity.

“Continue fighting!” The first company commander who recovered his senses, drew a pistol from his waist, and loudly cheered up his men: “Long live Your Majesty Chris! Long live Ailan Hill!”

“Alan Hill will win!” All the soldiers began to shoot, harvesting the lives of the soldiers of the Arrant Empire who took the opportunity to shorten the distance between the two sides 200 meters away. After another round of intensive gunfire, the human wall of the Arrant Empire was knocked down again.

“Huh!” However, above the sky, a giant dragon flapped its wings, rushed down the clouds, and opened a big mouth in the phalanx of Ailan Hill. The Ailan Hill soldiers in the back row also instinctively raised their weapons to the sky, ready to fight to the death.

“Huh!” Before rushing to the front, the dragon’s blood basin burst out with a flame, like a giant flamethrower, forming a huge flame in the sky. This group of flames continued to fall, and crashed into Ailan Hill’s phalanx like a falling meteorite.

“Bah!” The Ailan Hill soldier who had seen the flame above his head closed his eyes and pulled the trigger in the air in despair. Because of the sunlight and fireball, they couldn’t see their target and could only open fire in a hurry.

In the next second, this group of flames smashed into the crowd, dozens of Ailan Hill soldiers screamed and struggled in the sea of ​​fire, and then turned into broken black coals, which broke and collapsed in the flames.

“Help!” Allan Hill’s soldiers are flesh and blood after all. Their records along the way are all based on advanced weapons. In terms of courage and perseverance, they are no better than the opposite Arante. How strong are the imperial soldiers.

Therefore, when a real test of blood and fire came, the soldiers of Ailan Hill collapsed. They saw their companions turn into ashes and charcoal, ignited by flames, beating and twisting, and finally die, just like the soldiers of the Arante Empire.

“Keep firing! Keep firing!” The battalion commander stood in his command position, holding a pistol and squeezing the trigger at the sky. His distance was too far, and the bullet couldn’t hurt the dragon a hundred meters away, so he didn’t create any dragon slaying miracle even after he had shot out the bullet in the pistol.