Not a Witch

Since the spring, the Canghong Empire has launched successive attacks. The 160 million army led by the Red Dragon Duke divided into three groups. Germany is only more than 300 kilometers away.

The army from the West Road invaded Fengmu Province and Fengshui Province, aiming at the west coast.The army of the East Road advanced along the Sighing Mountains, gradually extending the occupied area to the Tisilan Mountains.The central army gathered the elite and the main force, ready to defeat Clancia's vital forces in one fell swoop.

In Fenghui Province, on the rolling field, black and red flags fluttered one after another, and below was the iron-gray ocean. The soldiers with spears and shields walked slowly, approaching the opponent's position step by step.

On the hillside is the Clanthian army stationed, and the flags with gold patterns on a white background are fluttering in the wind. The stars and ears of wheat on the flags are clear and bright under the sunlight.

"Raise your shields and strengthen your defenses. Our task is to hold this place until reinforcements arrive."

A man in a gold-trimmed windbreaker with a white background patrolled the front line, shouting continuously.Judging from his age, he seems to be in his 20s, very young, but his strength is at the level of Sequence 6. In the current era, he can be said to be a rare powerhouse.

This young man with glasses and elegant temperament is holding a gorgeous silver shield and a long sword at the moment, commanding the battle. He is the first batch of graduates sent by Crancia to Emenas, and he is now serving as a member of this legion. long.

Although he is an angel sequence, it does not mean that he is not good at military affairs. In fact, he is a rare military command master among the younger generation of Crancia, and such a reputation is naturally earned in battles.

But he wouldn't be proud of it, because most of the time he was commanding defensive battles, and it was difficult to kill many enemies.

On the side of the Canghong Empire.

In the field of vision of the telescope, the shields are arranged continuously on the hillside like silver waves, which has a neat beauty.

"Is the Knights of the White Shield led by Alberto really an old friend?"

A young man in a black and red aristocratic windbreaker put down his binoculars and talked to the general beside him.

"Lord Panside, the defenders led by Albert may take a lot of time to capture this time." A general on horseback responded to the words. He was wearing a black cloak and riding a bay red A military horse with an empire-style metal armor on its body.

"Well, it will be a little troublesome, but it's just a little troublesome. This time I won't let this guy go, at least let him lose his arms and legs, so that I can feel at ease."

Panside recalled that at the end of last year, in the retreat battle of the Apocalypse Fortress, the legion he led encountered this Albert, but the opponent blocked him for a long time, so that he did not gain any merit in that battle.

This incident made Pan Saide lose a lot of face in the noble circle, and it also made him worry about it.Now that it is rare to meet this guy again, it is natural to take revenge severely.

"Let those returning mages drag out the magic crystal cannon, this time it's their turn to play a role."

"Yes, my lord!" The orderly on the side replied at attention, and then rode to the rear.

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At the same time, on the outskirts of the Tisilan Mountains.

In the complex and changeable forest, scouts dressed in black are walking quickly through it. They are ordered to detect the surrounding intelligence and prepare for the advance of the rear army.

Compared with ordinary scouts, these scouts are from the elite regiment "Venomous Bee Blades" commanded by the Earl of Black Pine, and each of them is above Sequence 4.

It was Earl Heisong of the Canghong Empire who led the army in the rear, and he sent this elite private army under his command to inquire about surrounding intelligence.

A few months ago, when the army of the Canghong Empire crossed the border hills, this scout corps played a huge role, leading the army of the empire to see through several ambushes and obstructions by Clancia, so that the Canghong Empire would not suffer a loss in intelligence.

Faced with the complex geographical environment near the Mountain of Sighs, the Duke of Red Dragon also ordered Earl Heisong to lead the army on the east road, allowing him to give full play to the strengths of this private army.

"Report to my lord, the range of nearly 10 miles ahead has been explored, and it is safe to march."

Among the troops slowly advancing in the forest, Earl Heisong stopped his horse for a while and listened to the report of a scout below him.

"Very good, this time we must capture the Tislan Mountains. It is said that a lot of Crancia's armaments are built by hidden factories in the mountains. If they occupy it, it will be a great achievement and honor."

After the lord earl gave his orders, he swung the reins, and the horse under him let out a long cry, and then galloped forward at a fast pace.

The oncoming forest wind was fresh and comfortable, and the black cloak fluttered behind him. The Earl had already begun to imagine the beautiful scene of his return from victory.

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Fengxiao Province, the central battlefield.

Thousands of flags and spears were pierced into the sky, and there were sounds of gunfire and clashes of weapons everywhere. The city walls made of steel and flesh were layered on top of each other, advancing like an endless tide.

In the sky, the figure of the giant dragon dances and spins, blocking the sun from time to time, letting the flames sprinkle to the earth along with the shadows.

"Glorious and holy realm, please show it at this moment!"

Behind Clancia, priests in white clothes closed their eyes and prayed and chanted, and then a slanted hexagonal light shield emerged from the low sky to resist the flowing fire pouring down from the sky.

Looking at the highest place in the sky, a black and red dragon soars above the dragons.

Dragon Sequence 8o Black Flame Purgatory Dragon (rare crystal level)

In this changed world, this Sequence 8 giant dragon has almost become an unrivaled giant war beast, wantonly bullying the sky.

In the offensive and defensive battle of the Apocalypse Fortress, it was also because of the existence of this giant dragon that the Tyrannical Armored Dragon of the Young Moon Council lost to the Blood Winged Red Dragon Knights in the end. Most of them were defeated and their vitality was seriously injured.

Is it going to repeat the same mistakes again this time?

Ignoring the concerns of the rear commanders for the time being, on the battlefield on the ground, the armies of the two sides were intertwined, shields and spears were constantly colliding, the warriors with black and red feathers and the warriors with platinum banners were fighting each other, and blood was splattered everywhere. Unwilling roars and shouts.

On this dense front, the armies of the two sides collided like tides, there was no gap, no room to maneuver, no room to display strategies, the only thing left was to fight to the death.

Every time the spear moved forward, it would definitely pierce the enemy's body, and every time the sharp sword pierced, it would definitely take away a life, hot blood mixed with dust, rolling down into the dirt.Individual lives seem extremely fragile and small at this moment, ruthlessly crushed by the wheels of war.

With the flying of those red dragons, the sky was gradually covered by dark red lead clouds, and scorching heat poured down, turning the soldiers in the front line below into burning black carbon.

Seeing the enemies coming from all directions like an endless black tide, the hearts of the Crancia soldiers sank step by step.

How many enemies do you have to kill, and how long do you have to persist before this black and red nightmare can end.

A soldier pulled out the short sword on the enemy's body, and the sticky blood flowed into the palm of his hand along the hilt. The strong smell of blood gradually filled everything in his perception, making him suffocate and despair.

Although he has received rigorous training and experience in fighting on the battlefield, when he watched the familiar figures fall one by one, the number of people around him became less and less, his arms became weaker and his mind became more and more dizzy , he also gradually became aware of the arrival of the limit.

But there is still no end to everything in front of him. After killing an enemy, another enemy rushed forward.

Completely different from the Frost Alliance, the army of the Crimson Empire has a high will to fight. You can say that this is a kind of ignorant fanaticism, ignorant madness.But it is undeniable that it does allow the army to maintain a higher combat effectiveness.

They don't think they are evil. In the cultural tradition of the empire, conquering each other and defeating the enemy is a kind of honor and something to be proud of.Conquering the Seven Snow Flower Kingdoms and fulfilling the empire's dream of unifying the mainland is an incomparably great and sacred undertaking, and even hundreds of years later, one can proudly tell future generations about it.

It is the dream of countless men in the empire to expand the territory and confer the title of marquis, but now this dream is ignited by the emperor, burning like a flame.

"War, blood, this crown woven of thorns, will be worn by you yourself! If you want to prove your blood and glory, then go forward, cut off the enemy's head, take down the enemy's flag, and enjoy this life wantonly Feast!"

The nobleman in the crimson windbreaker stood high on the hillside, brandishing his sword and roaring.Soldiers in full armor march forward on the land shrouded in flames of war.

The white starlight flag on the ground was gradually soaked in blood, trampled on, and covered with dust.

Chapter 140 Six Broken Sun

"Raise your gun and shoot!"

On the hillside, there were many white metal shields. With an order, dense gun barrels were erected from behind the shields and fired.

Short blazing fires sounded one after another, and metal bullets streaked across the atmosphere, instantly smashing the enemy's armor, tearing apart the flesh, and blood splashed and bloomed.

The soldiers in front of the Canghong Empire fell down, but quickly made up for it later.

"Quick, quick, quick! Charge while the opponent reloads!" The officer on horseback raised his sword and shouted, running on one side of the front line.

The imperial soldiers at the foot of the hill also began to trot, rushing upwards.

After many confrontations with Crancia, the empire naturally realized the excellent convenience of muskets. Although there was not enough output for a while, they also summed up some general regulations to deal with musket shooting.

Melee combat, night combat, rain, bombing, bow and arrow shooting are all ways to deal with musket shooting.

In the current era, the shooting speed of bows and arrows is far better than that of muskets, but the lack of archers limits the use of long-range firepower. (The emergence of bursting rifles is a matter of late development of firearms)

Down the undulating hillside, soldiers dressed in iron-gray armor and black and red plumed helmets surged up like a tide, and the sound of metal armor rubbing together made it hard to breathe.

Facing the afternoon sun, the raised gun blade reflected bursts of flashes, forming a sea of ​​fine grains. Dry grass clippings were constantly lifted up with the pace, and the air was full of tension.

Pull the bolt, load the ammo, reload, close again, raise the barrel, aim, fire.

boom!

With the shock of the gun stock on his shoulder, there was a sharp sound, and blood sprayed from an enemy not far away, and then he struggled and knelt down.

But after it fell, there were still dark figures behind it, and they charged forward again clamoring.

After shooting three rounds, the soldiers of the Crimson Empire and Crancia fought hand to hand.

The front row on both sides held large steel shields, and spears were mounted behind the shields like hedgehogs, rushing forward.With the infusion of magic power, a sharp brilliance flashed on the blade.

In the end, the two sides collided like trains, the front row pierced each other, blood splashed, and thousands of lives died here in an instant.Immediately afterwards, the soldiers in the rear stepped up and began to approach and fight.

Looking at the fierce and brutal battle on the hillside, hundreds of nobles in crimson trench coats floated behind the imperial camp, and what allowed them to fly was the wings woven by the bloody magic behind them.

These nobles of the Canghong Empire, whose strength ranged from 4-5 in the Demon Sequence, relied on the bright red magic wings to allow them to enter the battlefield flexibly and cut into the back row. Whether it was a surprise attack, a block, or an escape, they could easily do it.

Seeing the blood-winged nobles appearing behind the opponent, pairs of snow-white wings spread out behind Clancia, and nearly a hundred angel sequence transcendents from Sanctuary or Sage Academy also took off into the air.

Although they are not as numerous as the opponent, and their combat effectiveness is not as good as the opponent, but at least they can slightly restrain the opponent's attack and reduce their own casualties.

"It's really pleasing." Looking at those white-feathered priests and healers, Panside had a wicked smile on his lips.

He opened his right hand, and bloody magic power emerged from the air, continuously gathering his palms to form a distorted sphere.

Demon Blood o Kuva Strangling!

As if a signal, the nobles in red also threw the bloody magic ball in their hands and smashed it towards the opposite position.

In the middle of the sky, a layer of pale golden light curtain rises, offsetting nearly half of the blood cells, but they are quickly corroded and dissipated. Some blood cells explode below, and dark red blood pierces in all directions. If someone is scratched , injected into the body, the body will be poisoned immediately.

Seeing many soldiers spitting blood, their bodies convulsed and collapsed, Albert frowned. At this moment, he didn't care about retaining his magic power and physical strength.

"Holy White Shield, spread out!" He shouted loudly, and then the big shield with white background and gold rim in his hand burst into glory.

The 600 shield-bearing guards beside him also raised their shields after hearing the order, activated their extraordinary cores, and jointly cast spells.

The golden streamer overflowed between the shields, and then layers of pale golden shields formed in the air. These shields were like the outlines of transparent shields superimposed, isolating the follow-up bloody magic bullets.

"Hehe, even you, Albert, how long can you last?"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Pan Saide flapped his wings and rushed to the sky, and then hundreds of nobles in red also followed the earl.

Like a bird of prey swooping down, these crimson figures drew a long arc in the air, avoiding the fire from the muskets on the ground, and circled directly behind the flanks of the army formation.

Facing the musketeers reloading in the rear, these nobles holding bloody long swords slashed wantonly and easily, bringing out bloody sprays.

"You all have to die!"

Seeing those comrades died tragically on the spot one by one, a soldier opened his eyes wide open. He raised the musket in his hand and charged forward, only pulling the trigger when he was only a few meters away from the enemy.

Although such a move caused a small blood splash to appear on the enemy's body, he also paid the price with his life for it.

The long and narrow blood sword swept across, and then an unwilling head flew up.The nearly 300 red-clothed nobles began to slaughter these low-ranking soldiers as if they had entered the land of no one.

Priests dressed in white wings rushed over immediately, and they began to wield white flame lightsabers to fight against these enemies, but because they were far outnumbered by the enemies, they could only serve as restraint.

The white flame and the red sword complement each other, and people fall from the sky from time to time, spilling blood on the spot.