My Empire

The track of the tank ran over a struggling sweeper, the grenadiers of the Ailan Hill Empire, armed with electromagnetic rifles, stepped on a desolate battlefield.

There are the bodies of sweepers everywhere, and there are stumps and arms everywhere, because a large-scale battle has just been carried out here, and the Ailan Hill Empire covered this area with fierce artillery fire.

"Check! Be careful! Check out every corpse! We don't want to be captured in this battle! Take care of all the enemies that can move! Cleaner!" The commander with the weapon stepped on the wreckage of a Destroyer tank , Ordered his soldiers.

His response was a clear gunshot, and a soldier shot at the sweeper who was still struggling under his feet, and filled his face blankly.

On the second day of Operation Longsword, the counterattack forces of the Ailan Hill Empire faced more enemies than the first day.

They have been fighting for a day, and in this day's time, they have moved forward frantically and have reached somewhere in the peripheral defense line that they gave up at the time.

If the map is not broken, this is indeed a part of the position abandoned by the Ailan Hill Empire at that time.

But now, there are no traces of man-made buildings anymore. The bunker that was destroyed by the bombing, the dense and intricate trenches and transportation network that were dug out, are gone.

There are no traces of any obvious landmarks anymore. It can be proved that this is here, only a precise coordinate on the electronic map.

If it hadn't been for their bombing just now, they had left many craters here, and there might not even be pits and pits here, just as clean as the surface of a barren primitive planet.

The hatred or fear of the guards of all soldiers who saw all of this multiplied. They don't understand why such enemies are fighting them, so they have strengthened their belief in solving these enemies.

No way, since the contradictions cannot be reconciled, the problem can only be solved through battle! Whoever is strong has the right to continue to live, whoever is weak will be destroyed!

This war has been separated from politics and economy, and everything continues for survival. Killing, just to survive, made this war extremely sad from the beginning.

Next to a listening warrior off-road jeep, an officer is projecting an electronic map on the front engine compartment cover of the car.

He pointed to a place and introduced to his officer: "There is a col in front! The bomber has just washed the ground, and there shouldn't be too many sweepers..."

On the map, some light spots are advancing along the low ground, and these light spots represent the identification of friend or foe of friendly forces.

He pointed to the higher ground on both sides of the col, and continued: "If we keep going, the enemy forces on both sides of the col will pinch us! So our best way is to round the ridge to one side. Push forward, hit one side, and wait for the other side to come over and die!"

After listening to his men's introduction, the commander with sunglasses nodded and made his own decision: "Let the artillery cover this col, and delay the reinforcement of the enemy on the other side! Let's cut in from the left flank! Let the tanks The troops follow up!"

"Yes! Sir!" The subordinate grabbed a speaker on the back of the Warrior off-road vehicle and pressed the switch to command: "Call the assault force! Call the assault force! Offensive routes 33-75, 34-76, 35-77 ...To attack along the ridge! Keep communication open!"

"Understood!" At the forefront of the team, an officer holding an electromagnetic assault rifle in a troop that was restoring put down the hand that was pressing the headset switch, and then gave a loud order to his soldiers to gather: "Mage Troops! Assemble! Fast!"

A group of magicians and the heavy-armored grenadiers who cooperated with the magicians put down the food in their hands and gathered.

They surround their chiefs, although the number is small, but it can be seen that the combat effectiveness of this unit is extremely strong.

Because among them are elves, dwarves, humans, dragons, and even some advanced demons.

According to some secret statements within the Ailan Hill Empire, that is, the more messy the composition of the troops, the stronger the combat effectiveness.

However, this statement is not completely accurate, and there are still some ways of it. For example, Chris's Royal Guard is actually mostly human, which has never changed.

Although there are also elves working in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the number is actually not large. It was not until two years ago that the Royal Guards of the Ailan Hill Empire had dragon and orc warriors.

Moreover, among the most elite and elite units of the Ailan Hill Empire, the several units that are all human have always been focused on strengthening, and the latest combat effectiveness of equipment is almost the strongest.

But if it is said that the more complex the composition, the stronger the combat effectiveness, in fact, it is true, because the special forces of the Ailan Hill Empire, there are some very powerful assault forces combat clusters, and the races are indeed very messy.

The officer pointed his finger in the direction of the assault, and said to all the soldiers: "Later, the rocket troops will be here, and there will be covering shots here... 20 seconds after the end of the artillery, everyone cuts into position and can move. Get rid of all the goals! Understand?"

"Understood!" everyone replied in unison.

"Check supplies! Supplies! Ammunition! Energy replenishment! Carry as many energy batteries as you can!" the commander once again exclaimed tirelessly.

Every time he attacked, he would tell him this way, no one would dislike his noise. Because this is the gentleness of the commander, he really hopes that his soldiers will be able to be foolproof and all come back safely.

"Are you all ready?" Seeing his soldiers checked their backpacks and tactical vests, the officer asked again loudly.

"No problem!" Everyone nodded.

"Action!" The officer waved forward vigorously, and everyone rushed out in that direction.

As they ran forward, as if they had nothing to do with them, the Rocket Troops of the Ailan Hill Empire began to perform.

Countless rocket artillery shells crossed the battlefield, like a series of meteors, across the sky, and landed on the other side of the ridge.

In the beginning, if there is a seemingly non-existent vibration on the ground, it is a huge vibration caused by a huge explosion in the distance.

Then everyone heard the dull explosion, as if a giant was hitting the ground with his iron fist.

A wheeled armored vehicle whizzed past, and the communication antenna on the turret swayed side by side with the bumps of the vehicle.

The battle kicked off in this way, thick smoke billowed into the sky, and the sweepers' troops were being baptized by the storm formed by the shells.

Then, these sweepers, who were bewildered by the bombing, suddenly saw a large number of enemy troops on one side of the ground.

As a result, they roared, rushed to these enemies who didn't know the height of the sky, and began a **** fight.

The huge magic circle lit up, and one magic after another fell from the sky. The sound of explosions one after another, there are creepy weird calls everywhere.

A human mage shot with an electromagnetic rifle behind the gleaming magical defense barrier. Next to him, a dragon clan is also using magic to clean up the surrounding enemies.

On their side, on a heavy armored vehicle, the electromagnetic cannons were firing continuously, and the shells were accelerated to the extreme, breaking into the crowd of sweepers.

In an instant, the Sweeper's troops turned on their backs, and those Sweepers whose bodies were shattered by the bullet fell on their backs, and their arms were thrown far away because of the tearing force of the bullets.

"Kill!" In the fierce battlefield, an elven magician wielded a long sword and jumped into the crowd of Sweepers. Her hair fluttered in the flames of war, as smooth as silk.

Where she jumped into the enemy group, a piece of black smoke after the explosion soon rose up. The sweepers turned their backs on their horses, blood spattered.

"For Ailan Hill!" More soldiers joined the battle. They shielded each other and rushed into the crowd of Sweepers.

The black flag of the Ailan Hill Empire was flying on the battlefield, the sound of rocket explosions had not completely stopped, and a white-hot close hand-to-hand battle had begun on the frontal battlefield.

A group of warriors with long swords wrapped in magic rushed into the position of the guards under the cover of various high-tech weapons.

On the other side, the Guardian's troops also ended their panic, and began to besiege the Aranhill Imperial troops in front of them.

The two sides were entangled together, and they were all dimly killed for a time. Soon an armored vehicle was hit by the Destroyer and caught fire. After a large number of Destroyer tanks entered the battlefield, the Sweeper's defense line began to become stable.

Of course, the offensive forces of the Ailan Hill Empire still occupy the absolute advantage on the battlefield. An electromagnetic tank opened fire on the edge of the battlefield and easily penetrated a Destroyer tank that had just joined the battle.

When these two Destroyer tanks were exploding, more Destroyer began to kill from the crowd of Sweepers. Black energy groups were flying everywhere, and occasionally a human armored car or tank was hit, exploding and bursting into flames and billowing black smoke.

"Destroy the destroyers! Cover the armored forces and move on!" The commander, who was hiding among the corpses of the sweepers, squeezed the trigger and fired, while commanding loudly in the intercom.

The magicians who heard the order began to focus their firepower on the numerous Destroyers. One after another Destroyer was destroyed and exploded, and the wreckage on the battlefield was almost joined together.

Leaning behind the wreckage of these destroyers, the human heavy armored grenadiers came into play. Their assault rifles and grenades can continuously fight in this complex terrain and kill the sweepers hidden in it.

Then precision shelling began to fall on these wrecks, one after another precision-guided and corrected ballistic shells fell on the battlefield area controlled by the Sweepers.

The huge explosion was earth-shattering, and because of the precision-guided shells, the soldiers of the Ailan Hill Empire could fight very close to the shelling area. They are not afraid that their shells will fall on their heads, which is completely different from the Sweeper's troops.

The Guardian troops are similar to the German troops in the early days of World War II. They did not have the support of long-range artillery. The only Destroyer tank that could be regarded as long-range firepower was more like a tank than a self-propelled artillery.

Previously, the Sweeper troops relied on the air suppression support of the Prowler and the Crusher, similar to the German air superiority during World War II and the precision strikes of the dive bomber battlefield.

However, when facing the Ailan Hill Empire, air supremacy became less stable, and battlefield air supremacy changed hands from time to time, so the Sweepers could hardly receive the support of long-range artillery fire.

They can only rely on direct firepower, but the direct firepower of individual soldiers obviously does not have the shock of long-range support firepower.

After a large number of destroyers were destroyed, such defects were exposed. The Sweepers began to be unable to sustain it, and the losses became uncontrollable.

Because the guards' troops don't change out of thin air immediately, they also need to accumulate, and they also need time, so the troops lost in some areas are really lost.

Especially in defensive operations, when they lose control of the battlefield, cannot recover the corpses of their own troops, and cannot swallow the corpses of the enemy, their ability to swallow and replicate will be further offset.

Under such circumstances, the Guardian troops are obviously at a disadvantage on this battlefield, and they have to shrink their defenses and reduce their losses.

Because if they continue to hold on to this position, they will only form a large, dissatisfied pit that keeps losing their troops, eventually causing all the guards nearby to be filled in.

In this way, a larger vacuum zone will be formed, and then they will lose more control zone, which is not worth the gain.

"Put into the conqueror! Quick! Otherwise the troops can't stand it!" After seeing the situation on the battlefield, a guardian commander anxiously ordered his subordinates behind him.

"It will take a while for them to come over! We must retreat now!" Another Watcher commander persuaded.

"Then let the troops retreat quickly! Give up here! Why haven't the troops on the side come over?" The commander who was just about to mobilize the conquerors to join the battlefield asked after changing his order.

"The troops on the flanks were covered by enemy attacks and suffered heavy losses! They..." the persuading commander explained.

"Okay!" Looking at the battle in the distance, the commander in the lead interrupted him: "Get out of here! Anyway, we can come back tomorrow! Let's retreat!"

As far as he could see, the troops of the Ailan Hill Empire had already smashed through a line of defense of the Sweepers.

The line of defense was full of Destroyer tanks burned by explosions, and countless corpses of Sweepers who were dissipating.