Chapter 281 Line of Life and Death (Part 2)
“For the truth! For the Lord of Joy!”
Amidst the shrill howls, the heretics moved in coordination in the bombing zone, As many as the artillery fire destroyed, more followed.
On the highest spire of the castle, with the help of the gun scope, Alex saw the undulating silhouettes in the explosion through the gunfire - the slender humanoid shadows were torn into pieces and turned into nothingness.
Obviously, it was not a cultist, but something else.
For a few seconds it seemed to him that these abominations were the victims of foolishness, and that their attempts to cross the wall of fire would only bring death to themselves.
The next moment, he realized that he was wrong.
Those forms may be destroyed, but they are still not destroyed.
They fell over and lost their shape, but the resulting liquid still flowed together.
"Emperor...what the hell is this!"
Alec almost screamed.
The potholed road is filled with sticky white, pink and rotten blue. The liquid flows towards the river, breaking down the protective wall on the east bank, and then slowly flows into the water, Like a melted candle.
Those bubbles hit the water, and the pollution quickly spread to the river.
Yarrick watched these hissing, oily, disgusting colors streak across the water, drifting south and north.
The river looked like the skin on a human chest had been stretched so tight that it had torn open, and the water surged like a wounded beast.
Soon the ground turned into loose gravel and the water turned into cold flesh.
The water level of the entire river began to drop, and its water began to evaporate.
In the end, the river that had protected them for several days turned into a rotting giant corpse. It could even be said that the entire river disappeared. All that was left was the river bed with piles of piles on it. Disappearing hills.
When the water in the river was evaporated, the heretics appeared, howling and rushing forward.
More and more cultists poured out of the artillery fire. When the artillery fire failed to kill all the heretics trying to break through, gaps in the defense line began to appear.
Behind the cultists, more mutated horrors emerged from the smoke and fire.
There are scarlet flesh that is integrated with machinery, there are also countless nightmare creations with broken limbs and broken arms, and there are even blasphemous beasts with hooves and horns.
Groups of monsters swarmed from the embankment. They rushed across the river bed with their songs, and even the air began to be filled with the aroma of luxury.
In just a few seconds, the situation of the war changed dramatically.
The heretics advanced for several miles, and Yaric gathered troops on the other side of the river. Infantry units and armored units built a solid river bank defense node.
But in a very short time, all the fortifications will be surrounded by the tide of death.
If changes are not made, those troops will be doomed.
“All troops retreat!”
When the Chimera on the defensive line turned around and began to retreat with the panicked infantry, Yarrick punched the rock in front of him with his fist. fence.
"Ours will establish new positions on the castle walls, and we will wait for them there!"
The fortifications of the castle were less than three miles in circumference, and he had the strength to protect it, and he had tens of thousands of soldiers.
“All artillery!”
Yarrick shouted the order through the communicator.
"Shorten the range and concentrate all artillery fire on the river bed! Other troops obey my orders and retreat to the artillery position! When the enemy attacks again, we will annihilate them."
The troops on the river bank Withdrawing quickly, the defense line was filled with smoke and the roar of artillery shells - heavy explosive shells and rapid-fire artillery deployed on the city walls began to cover fire. Due to the timely retreat, the infantry kept pace with the armored forces.
This time, Yarrick saved more troops - he swore that this retreat would not be a second defeat.
At the same time, he also ordered the deployment of minefields in the narrow strip of land between the castle and the river bank. He must rely on this road to complete his reluctant retreat, and let these abominations prepare for every step they advance. Pay the price.
Continuous barrage swept in from the east, and the heretics climbed up the wall of the West Embankment regardless of the bombardment.
They rushed along the road, chasing the retreating Astra Militarum.
A string of bolts flew over the soldiers' heads, and the bolt hit a heretic.
The next second, this heretic fell apart like a patchwork of insects, but it was not over yet. A terrifying figure that seemed to be a woman burst out from the blurred flesh.
It spreads its arms, eager to embrace its first victim with its pincers.
The slowest runner became the victim, and it quickly bit the heads of two of them with its pincers. Then it wrapped its arms around the third man and lifted him high.
The soldier's screams were horribly muffled, and Yarrick ordered the snipers to fire on the monster, freeing the poor victim and saving his soul.
Thick smoke covered the river bank, preventing him from seeing the specific scene, but Yarick could still hear it in the rumbling sound of artillery fire, the rumbling engine, the noisy march, and the fierce gunfire. In the middle, he heard the whistling sound of the song of temptation.
It seized hold of his soul, trying to seduce him, but only fueled his rage.
"Hit them hard! Molotov cocktails! Shoot them all out!"
Three minutes later, a series of bombardments set off a sea of fire in the area from the river bank to the castle, and the burning basilisk projections The bombs covered most of the area.
The heretics danced and howled wildly in the sea of fire. In addition to pain, there was also some incredible joy.
And those terrifying forms were reduced to ashes in the flames.
When it got dark, the remaining troops quickly withdrew into the castle.
They are safe, again.
But it is only temporary.
At this time, a heavy rain suddenly fell from the sky.
This was an unexplained heavy rain, and it was also the heaviest rain that Alex had ever experienced. He looked at the darkening sky and felt a sense of sadness in his heart.
His good luck seems to be coming to an end.
The heavy rain did not extinguish the flames, but it has greatly reduced its power. More heretics and monsters began to pour towards the castle regardless of casualties.
"Everyone! Get to the fighting position immediately!"
Without time to breathe, the soldiers who had just escaped death were immediately driven into the rain.
They squatted behind the rock barrier, staring at the surging enemy tide ahead, clutching wet laser rifles in their hands. Everyone looked pale, and there was almost no fighting spirit.
In just these two minutes, seven or eight gunshots rang out from the defense line. This was when the officers had to shoot the soldiers who had suffered a mental breakdown.
No one is willing to do this, but now is a life-or-death situation. Allowing those lunatics to talk nonsense will only cause the already low morale to quickly collapse.
"Soldiers, I am your political commissar, Sebastian Yarrick."
At the critical moment, Yarrick used a makeshift loudspeaker to start his battle Preach.
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