My Empire

"Unexpectedly... these magical guys are quite cute when they become allies." Watching the soldiers of the magical guards who were hacking and slashing in the distance, the paratrooper commander Hart wiped his forehead. On the sweat, he exclaimed.

He looked at his watch, then at Vivian, who hadn't moved in the same place, and frowned in confusion.

Vivian told him that he was required to hold on for about an hour, but he persisted until now, it has been almost 2 hours, Vivian did not wake up, nor did the demon dog's offensive stop.

This is a very bad situation. The soldiers of the Magic Guard Corps are not gods. They also need time to rest. The ammunition that is rushed up can last for about an hour at most. If Vivian is still awake by that time. Come on, that's terrible.

It is not impossible to give up this line of defense, but Hart does not dare to give up the Boer River line of defense easily. After all, if he retreats, about 12 kilometers behind him, it will be a crucial field airport.

It’s not impossible to retreat to the airport. It can also converge with some of the paratroopers over there, making it easier to replenish. But the problem is that if the devil dog surrounds the paratrooper base, they really have no way back.

"Can't retreat, our reinforcements will soon be assembled and hold the position. It is a more correct choice!" Hart denied his retreat idea, and looked at the staff around him: "Hurry up and replenish ammunition! We will soon replenish the ammunition! To cover the retreat of the friendly forces of the Magic Guards..."

"Yes! Sir!" The staff officer stood at attention and saluted, and rushed down the hillside. The battle in the distance continued. Dozens of giant dragons hovered over the battlefield, spewing flames and destroying the ocean of devil dogs.

Every time it passes over the battlefield, the flames will burn a piece of demon dog, leaving a burning gully on the ground. But as time went by, the Dragon Knight obviously couldn't hold on.

The dragons also need to rest, and they can't keep breathing fire, but the number of demon dogs in front of them is obviously too much, so until the dragon knight forces had to give up the attack, the demon dogs still did not collapse.

"Come back! Let's cover you!" The paratrooper who got the supplies leaned on the edge of the trench and shouted loudly at the commander of the Magic Guard Corps who had been killed in blood in the distance.

The commander turned his head, the black blood on his face was dripping along the edge of the visor. He carried the long sword whose flame had been extinguished, and walked back to the starting position step by step: "What did you say? Be louder!"

"We are ready! You can retreat back!" The paratrooper officer on the position pointed to the soldier of the Magic Guard Corps in front and shouted loudly.

"Okay! Got it!" The magician nodded, and then walked back to his soldier with a long sword: "Retreat! Retreat! Retreat behind the paratroopers! Quick!"

In the distance, soldiers have been swallowed by the devil dog, and the screams and the roar of the devil dog one after another. The Magic Guards began to retreat, giving up a forward position full of corpses.

In just such a short time, there were probably hundreds of soldiers of the Magic Guard Corps who died in the process of retreat. They used their flesh and blood to defend the line of defense and saved the paratroopers on the verge of collapse.

Afterwards, the paratroopers who had been supplemented with ammunition continued to fight, and they once again suppressed the demon's attack with fierce firepower.

Just as the situation stabilized again, a group of tall figures loomed in the burning forest. Soon these huge bodies came to the edge of the forest, and the paratroopers also saw those terrifying monsters.

"What's that?" Seeing those super giant two-legged monsters that are like orcs, but 5 meters away, a paratrooper stared at his comrades with wide eyes: "Did you see it? Then? Is it a giant?"

"I don't know! Stupid! RPG!" The soldier next to him answered his companion's question loudly, and then loudly reminded the other party: "Prepare for heavy firepower! Call for tank reinforcements!"

"Rpg!" A paratrooper dropped his stg-44 assault rifle, picked up a rocket launcher from under his feet, and aimed at the behemoth on the other side of the river. He reminded his companion loudly, and then pulled the trigger in the next second.

"Wow!" The rocket dragged a long white smoke, rushed to the tall bipedal behemoth, and then hit the behemoth's chest and exploded into a fiery flame.

"It didn't fall down! Keep firing!" After dropping the bazooka, the paratrooper shouted to his comrades in disbelief.

In his shout, another paratrooper picked up the rocket launcher and aimed at the behemoth with thick smoke.

"Whoo!" Another rocket hit the target, and then exploded on the target's body, returning a deafening explosion: "Boom!"

"Roar!" The giant beast screamed and leaned back and fell, hitting several devil dogs, directly smashing those devil dogs into pieces of meat. It seemed that the guy was unclearly injured, but he was still struggling on the ground, obviously not dead.

"Grenades! At 3 o'clock! Volley! Send that **** to hell!" Seeing the monster fall, a paratrooper company commander stretched out his palm and pointed at the location where the giant beast had fallen.

Several deputy shooters put their Mauser 98k rifle **** on the soil, and then put a grenade launcher on the muzzle of their rifle. They pointed the muzzle in the direction of the monster, and then placed the grenade in the grenade launcher.

"!" With a crisp sound, three grenades fell on the monster in an arc. Then these grenades exploded, making up the last blow to this monster.

"Hum! Hum!" Behind the paratroopers, the mortar troops were also desperately loading shells. They received the order to fire shells as much as possible to cover the front battlefield!

"Boom! Boom!" One shell after another exploded beside the giant beasts, one giant beast fell one after another, but these giant beasts were too strong, and some of them rushed to the paratroopers after all. Near the position.

"Tutu! Tutu!" The paratroopers didn't flinch either. They held their automatic weapons and fired frantically at these monsters until they were slapped by the monster's arm.

"Tutu! Tutu!" Behind the position, a No. 2 tank that had run over the soil revealed its low body. On its turret, a 30mm caliber machine gun fired a row of tracer shells, directly hitting the behemoth that was raging on the ground.

The huge bullet made a hole in the behemoth with a big washbasin, and black blood splashed everywhere, accompanied by the shouts and cheers of the paratroopers. The giant beast finally fell, and the surrounding paratroopers began to use the giant beast's corpse as a cover, and continued to fire and attack the demon dog that was close at hand.

The second tank drove up the hillside and began to shoot at the target on the other side of the river with its own weapons. The tracer flew across the filled-in river and hit the giant beasts on the other side of the river, causing another **** storm.

"Long live Ailan Hill!" A paratrooper stood up from the trench and raised the stg-44 to shoot at the demon dog in front of him. Behind him, another paratrooper stood up, his face covered with black blood, tore open the fuse of a grenade, and threw it at the demon in the distance.

Two tanks rushed to kill on the position with dignity, knocking down the demon's offensive again. Before the people cheered, the demon's second offensive began again.

"The King of Ailanhill... Never fall! The gods are always with your Majesty! We are triumphed and bathed in supreme glory; we win because of bravely killing the enemy; for the country, on the battlefield; the King of Ailanhill... never Falling!" On the hillside behind the paratroopers, a new group of paratroopers sang war hymns, stepped neatly, and walked onto the battlefield.

These paratroopers were the troops that arrived at Gricken later, and when Hart set off with the soldiers, they hadn't landed in the air.

Just now, after they had assembled at the airport, they were ordered to reinforce the Pol River. About 1,000 recruits, with more ammunition, took to the battlefield.

General Hart received strong support, and his line of defense was strengthened. With these 1,000 recruits, his frontal position can continue to hold on for more than an hour.

"The 2nd Division of Paratroopers can come right away. If these demons don't retreat, I will start to fight back!" General Hart stared at the battlefield full of flames and blood, and whispered softly.

He was indeed planning a counterattack. As long as he blocked the demon army head-on, the 2nd Paratrooper Division could launch a counterattack from the flanks. Not to mention the complete destruction of the demon army, heavy damage to the opponent was expected.

When the situation improved slightly, a staff officer ran over with an ugly face, pointed to the location of the lower Boer River, and opened the report: "The situation has begun to get worse. The devil has crossed the river from the lower reaches and outflanked our flanks. coming!"

As if responding to his report, the minefields on the flank of the paratroopers began to explode. It was obvious that something touched those mines.

"Damn! The minefield will soon be leveled by them... We don't have any natural dangers over there, and there are not many guards..." General Hart frowned and complained loudly: "The **** group of demons, after all How many troops are there?"

According to Ailan Hill's common sense, in such a fierce battle, even if the opponent has 3 divisions, they have now suffered all the casualties and completely collapsed.

But at the moment, the demon dog troop with such a heavy loss, instead of stopping the attack, launched a more desperate attack. This is completely inconsistent with common sense, and Hart feels that he is playing very frustrated.