Chapter 702 The loss of the Empire
The sound of electric current sound came from the ears of the imperial soldiers: "Azimuth angle 175, height 3500, ready to shoot!"
Accompanied by the friction of metal, The cannon barrels suddenly raised, and the ogre loading hand skillfully pushed the armor-piercing bullet into the cannon chamber. The collision sound of the brass shell was as crisp as silver coins fell to the ground.
The crosshairs in the scope aim at the blurred figures with wings on the back in the sky.
The long sword in the hands of the Holy Guards burned, and the sky fire continued to fall, and the divine light descended, burning the imperial soldiers on the ground like divine punishment.
In the eyes of ordinary mortals, they are angels who are superior and envoys of gods who can be worshipped by others, but in the eyes of the imperial soldiers, they are just enemies who can be converted into military success. "Fire!" The commander's roar and the sound of the first shell burst out at the same time, and the air waves ejected from the muzzle lifted the military caps of the imperial soldiers.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
In an instant, accompanied by dense low growls, countless orange-red red flames bloomed in the sky, and fragments woven into a burning dense layer of clouds. The net roared towards the Thracian Holy Guards in the sky.
In order to deal with the Angel Gods, the Empire also engraved runes specifically targeting the sun's divine power on many armor-piercing bullets.
The leader of the Holy Guard, the angel with six wings, looked indifferent, and a fire surging in his golden pupils, and the imprint between his eyebrows lit up.
"The chant is like a torch."
He sang the chant in a low voice, slowly waved the flaming sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword drew a circle in the air. , a red magic array condensed by sparks appeared in front of him.
The other Holy Guards also made the same move, chanting chants and drawing circles with long swords. More and more red magic circles appeared in the air, and eventually gathered into a five-pointed ray of hundreds of meters in diameter. The star magic circle dyed the sky orange red.
"Boom!"
"Boom! Boom!"
The armor-piercing projectile of the anti-aircraft gun hit the magic circle, and exploded again and again, but it could not shake the magic circle at all, but only caused a ripples of energy.
The magic array is huge and complex, but not sacred, but appears as a bloody scarlet red, revealing a strange aura.
Tar on the ground frowned and murmured to himself: "Reverse Five-Sparrow Star"
The Holy Guards swung their long swords, accompanied by the dull roar of the sky, Burning meteorites surged out of the magic circle and fell towards the soldiers of the empire.
What's even more terrifying is that the bottom of each meteorite is wrapped by a constantly rotating anti-pentagram array.
Even those shells were kneaded into a ball, turning into huge metal balls with a diameter of nearly ten meters, falling towards the ground.
The sky shivered, the earth trembled, and the Holy Guards exerted their full strength, and the power was no less than the forbidden spell above the nine rings, and it was far beyond the ability of mortals to resist.
"Om——"
The eardrums of the imperial soldiers were so painful that they were thrust by some torn air. They raised their heads in confusion, looked at the sky, and then stiffened their heads Stand where you are.
——I saw the sky cracking red patterns, and the fireball dragged the sulfur-colored tail flame to crush the clouds.
"Kaisseus on the top"
"That's."
The doubt in his heart suddenly turned into fear, the soldiers of the Empire were trembling, their faces were pale, and they were a little confused. Measure.
They always watch the enemy struggle, howling and roaring in disaster.
At this moment, with the full blown attack of the Holy Guards, they themselves became victims and became people who were desperate before the disaster came.
Looking at the meteorites falling from the sky, Tar was shocked and hurriedly ordered: "Anti-aircraft guns, intercept them! Open fire for me!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"< br>
Fire burst out from the muzzles of dozens of anti-aircraft guns, and shells dragging thick smoke rose into the sky, intertwining them in the air again to form a dense net.
But these meteorites are wrapped in the anti-pentagram magic array, and even if they are attacked by shells, they will not explode in the air, and will even absorb and engulf the metal of the shells.
The hot gravel sprinkled on the earth like raindrops, easily taking the lives of imperial soldiers and even breaking through steam tanks.
Before the meteorite fell, the hot air flow swept across the earth, the heat wave burned the skin, the sand and dust stinged the eyes, and the air filled with a burnt smell.
The soldiers of the imperial army wanted to turn around and escape, but found that the meteorites seemed to be everywhere, and had already enveloped the entire imperial position. "The sin soul is burned, my Lord will last forever-"
The earth cracks, countless red chains rise, dancing wildly in the air, blocking the road leading to the outside world, Siege this imperial army.
Fear eventually turned into despair, and many imperial soldiers knelt on the ground, begging the god in their hearts, the Emperor Caixius, to take action and save them from the dead. "Great Red Dragon." "Bless your Majesty Kesius, we will survive!"
The half-dragon officer looked at the face of the ground that was constantly approaching the ground. The meteorite gritted his teeth and showed unwillingness on his face, sweat had already soaked his back.
Tar knew that once the meteorite fell completely, the mixed troops led by him might be wiped out.
This may be the first time since the founding of the country that the empire's army has been wiped out in an established manner. As the supreme commander of this army, he will be nailed to the pillar of shame in history.
Tar carried the bazooka and shot at the meteorite above his head. At the same time, he shouted: "Spell protection team, hold it back!"
More than one hundred burly cannibals with more than one hundred burly cannibals The demon raised the giant shield in his hand, and the runes engraved on it suddenly lit up, releasing an anti-magic power field, forming a hemispherical domain with a diameter of hundreds of meters, covering the position of the Ashes Empire.
But soon, the huge meteorite fell, like shattering an eggshell, easily crushing the anti-magic shield.
"Boom!"
With a earth-shaking sound, fire lights soared into the sky, and thick smoke swept across the earth, swallowing everything on the ground - whether it was imperial soldiers, cannons or steam tanks.
The heat waves sweeping the earth overturned everything, and countless charred limbs and fragments flew everywhere, forming a terrifying storm.
At this moment, ripples appeared in the distant space, and then, cracks of space appeared in the sky, with more than a dozen airships and hundreds of two-legged flying dragons gushing out from it, like surging The clouds instantly occupied most of the sky.
"Ao—"
Arjie was flying high in the sky while controlling the dragon vein. He looked at the fire and smoke that soared into the sky, and his pupils shrank: "No, it's still too late." ”
He raised his long sword, pointed at the Holy Guards in the distance, and shouted, "You must not let them leave! Avenge the dead soldiers!"
In an instant, the two-legged dragons raised their heads and roared, Flashing his wings, he sprayed out hot dragon flames, like a surging tide, rushing towards the Holy Guards. The elemental heavy artillery under the airship also aimed at the Holy Guards in the distance, shooting out a series of extremely powerful thick light columns, and burst out an elemental anger mixed with lightning, frost, and flames.
Number of missiles flew in the air, densely filled with raindrops, bombarding the Holy Guards.
After releasing the terrifying meteorite disaster, the Holy Guards' energy was almost gone and they could not support the subsequent battle.
Many members of the Holy Guards had undergone strange changes in their bodies, with cracks on their skin, revealing red flesh and blood, and even the feathers on their wings fell off and burned in the air.
The leader of the Holy Guard turned his head, squirted the six wings behind him, and looked at the reinforcements of the empire with a blank expression, his voice was indifferent: "Our goal has been achieved, there is no need to entangle them with you." , go."
"Yes, sir."
After the order, all the members of the Holy Guard raised the sword in their hands. Their movements were neat and uniform, as if they were being manipulated The puppet is just like that.
"Oh——"
Lights soared into the sky, scattering the clouds, like giant pillars supporting the heaven and earth.
The ethereal cherry sounded again, and the anti-pentagram star under the feet of the Holy Guards also rotated rapidly, and the surrounding space gradually distorted and shattered, enveloped by a layer of glimmer of light.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read! "Damn, they want to teleport! Never let these Thracians escape!" Alger roared anxiously, diving faster and faster, turning into a red afterimage.
"You try to seal the space and I'll interfere with them!"
On the airship, the imperial court mages also raised their staffs, chanted spells, and built complex and exquisite magic models to block the surrounding space.
[Dimensional Lock]
I saw thick spell chains extending out of the void, and the light flickered, gradually closing, surrounding the surrounding space.
And the distance between Alger and those Holy Guards was getting closer and closer.
"Roar——"
He came in full force, and the giant dragon vein eagle under his seat let out a heart-wrenching roar, emitting a majestic dragon power, and even a huge and majestic red dragon phantom appeared behind it.
As the Duke of the Dragon Blood of the Empire and one of the earliest relatives of Emperor Burning the Jelly, Alger's strength is extremely terrifying. With just one person, he can create hundreds of red-scale conquers to charge at the same time. Momentum.
In less than a moment, with a shadow swept across the sky, the distance between Alger and the leader of the Holy Guard was only 500 meters, and at the speed of the giant eagle, it only took a moment to cross it.
"Diet——"
Arger roared, red scales appeared on his face, blue veins swelled up on his forehead, and anger erupted from his golden vertical pupils like a giant dragon.
The leader of the Holy Guard also turned his head and looked at him from the air. His eyes were also golden, with indifferent expressions, and two anti-pentagrams were slowly rotating.
The pupils were particularly mysterious and deep, as if they could swallow human souls, making Alger lose his mind for a moment.
The Holy Guard slowly waved the six wings behind him, raised the long sword of flames, pointed at the Dragon Knight, and then said coldly: "The evil dragon's minions, you will eventually be destroyed by my Lord."
One hundred meters.
Fifty meters.
Twenty meters.
When Alger's long sword was swung and was about to slash at the head of the leader of the Holy Guards-hundreds of Holy Guards first became empty under the light, like a phantom, and then disappeared out of thin air. , completely disappeared.
The sound of the chant gradually distorted, and evolved into a low, hoarse laughter that echoed in the sky.
"Swish——"
Arjie's long sword slashed the air, and his sword blade tore through the air. His full force even caused fine cracks to appear in the surrounding space.
He held the giant eagle and hovered in the air, overlooking the charred corpses and the wreckage of tanks on the ground, his face extremely gloomy: "Damn Thracians! Let them escape."
Alger circled and landed on the ground, carefully observing the wreckage, and smelling the pungent scent of sulfur in the air.
He pulled up a rub of ashes from the ground and couldn't help frowning: "The breath of soul? This is not like the gift from the sun god, but more like the power from hell.
This is a whole mixed division, and the military may cause a sensation." Aljie sighed, his eyes moved upwards, looking towards the direction of the Western Front Command, with his expression becoming more and more serious.
In the Isaac Valley, the temporary command post of the Western Front of the Empire, the senior Imperial officers who received news from the front were in an uproar and quarreled endlessly.
This is the first time since the establishment of the empire that a division-level unit has been annihilated in an organization. In a sense, it can be regarded as a creation of history.
If this news reaches the country, it will definitely cause an uproar and make countless imperial people angry.
"What? The third mixed division was wiped out?"
"Kaissus is on! That's 15,000 people, and is equipped with a complete armored regiment and air force. How could the Legion be eaten by all the Thracians! "
"I have said a long time ago that Taal is a damn idiot! He has no ability to command a division-level unit at all!" br>
"Great Red Dragon, a mixed-editor was annihilated in an organization - this is probably the first time since the founding of the country that the empire has suffered such losses! This is the empire's shame! What face do we have to see His Majesty Caesus! "
"Enough!"
Aturo slapped the table violently, stood up, and roared with a ferocious face: "Things have happened! Whether it is a quarrel or shirking responsibility, No point!
I am the supreme commander of the Western Front, and I will take responsibility for this matter! "
Aturo looked around and swept the officers with sharp eyes. The strange face then calmed down and gritted his teeth and said, "We underestimated the Kingdom of Thrace and the foundation of Farland.
Facing Thrace's deep defense system, we divided our troops and advanced like the way we attacked Northland and Essel, which made the Third Division disconnected from the main force, which caused such losses. The Holy Guards can release a forbidden spell-level attack. Without high-level combat powers like Duke Arger and Duke Misha, they could destroy one of our divisions in an instant! "
Another officer said: "We must change our tactics. As one of the three kingdoms that inherited the Holy Farland, Thrace has many backers. We should make steady progress and avoid unnecessary losses caused by aggressive progress. "
"But we are fighting on Thrace's land! If the advancement speed is too slow, it will fall into a war of attrition and there will be insufficient subsequent supplies."
"Then we will leave the cities scattered all over the place to the Star Fallen, let the main forces concentrate and attack August with all their strength! ”
The officers of the Empire were once again caught in a fierce debate and quarreled.
Aturo pressed the huge Thracian map in front of him, his hands were about to cleave and he said hoarsely: "Holy Guards"
(The end of this chapter)
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