My Empire

The demon officer who barely stopped the retreat, raised his head and looked at the enemy who claimed to be not a magician who hit him in surprise. He really felt the magic surging on the opponent's long sword, but what he felt more deeply was the terrifying power far beyond ordinary people.

His ancestors have fought human magicians for generations, and his genes have a way to fight against human magicians. But those "memories" deeply embedded in his bones made him even more flustered at this moment.

"What kind of monster are you?" Looking at the shocking gap in his long sword, the demon officer sternly asked.

"Monster? Me?" As an ordinary mortal, as a normal Allan Hill Captain, the expression on his face became more and more brilliant: "This title is really good! Great!"

There is nothing more exciting than being called a monster by a demon. Burrison came here to be the devil in the eyes of the devil.

Ailan Hill is not a kind-hearted charity organization. Its purpose in coming to the Devil World is to seize the land here, slaughter the aboriginal people here, and become the ruler here!

Since it is here for revenge, there is nothing polite, is it? Every soldier in Ailan Hill is thinking about how to replicate the miserable scenes he has seen in the devil world.

Burrison is an officer from the southeast theater of war. He has personally seen the boneless no-man's land. He has personally seen a city deserted in the wilderness like a ghost territory.

Therefore, for Burrison, there is no psychological burden for the crazy killings here. Before coming, he had imagined in his dream countless times that he used a long sword to slash the old and weak women and children of the Demon Realm.

To be the devil in the eyes of the devil is the idea that the entire Ailan Hill propaganda machine repeatedly instilled in all soldiers before coming. Now this thinking is deeply ingrained, so that every soldier can fight bravely.

"Thank you!" With a loud shout, Burrison rushed to the demon officer in one step, and the magical defense barrier shining on his body suddenly slammed into the magical defense barrier that the opponent had just used.

The terrifying forces were stacked together, making Burrison in the power exoskeleton feel a violent vibration. He shook his head uncomfortably, and then saw the demon officer who was knocked out and fell to the ground.

The computer, sensors, and Burrison's own spiritual powers dealt with the enemy's use of magic almost automatically. Burrison himself even discovered at this time that he had just used a magical defense barrier.

However, the magic defensive barrier he uses and the magic defensive barrier used by the enemy are completely two concepts.

The opponent was the first to use the magic defense barrier, and it was an veteran warrior who had trained for many years, while Burrison was the last magic defense barrier, but he completed his magic almost at the same time as the opponent.

The casting speed is faster, and there is no need to practice magic at all. This allows Ailan Hill to surpass the demon in the "reserve" of the low-level magician, and it can even be said that it surpasses any country that has existed in history.

You know, the demon officers inside the demon are not picked for nothing, they also need time to grow, accumulate, the lovely Lanhill Empire, and are now mass-producing "heavy-armored grenadiers" of this level.

It can be said that from this moment on, a new era has arrived, an era in which magic benefits everyone.

On the battlefield, more heavily armored grenadiers jumped out of the trenches. Those mortals who were afraid of human magicians in the past finally had the courage to jump out of the trenches where they were hiding and waved their hands. arms.

They slaughtered wildly among the demons, and the demons in front of them couldn't stop these mortal soldiers who had been despised and trampled under their feet.

At this moment, the relationship between the sword and the fish has changed. A slaughter that the devil likes is causing the lives of the former executioners.

In the landing area, the demon's troops have been killed by human troops wearing exoskeleton armor. The demon fleet in the distance is also being sincerely greeted by Ailan Hill's revitalized missile troops...

One after another demon battleship exploded, and the firepower of the magical cannon supporting the demon warfare was gradually weakening. The subsequent demon fleet was attacked by human nuclear bombs and almost annihilated. Everything seemed to have exceeded the expectations of the demon commanders.

Human beings use the most perfect way to interpret what is meant by unwholesome people! They are coming from another world, and they are indeed ready to fight!

"Now you are satisfied?" Standing on a high ground not far from the front line, Brook, who folded his hands on his chest, asked the human general standing beside him: "I have given you the credit you want."

"Well, the combat effectiveness of the exoskeleton has also been tested. Leave the rest to you." Jiang Xing on the general's shoulder was spotless, with a standard facial paralyzed face expressionless.

This battle would never break out, or after it breaks out, it would not worsen to the point where the infantry can go up to hand-to-hand combat.

After the demon forces landed, the frontline commanders decided to let some heavy-armored grenadiers contact the demon forces to test the combat capabilities of this powered exoskeleton.

Therefore, the devil will pass the airtight firepower, and therefore, there will be a shortage of ammunition in some human positions.

After the human general finished speaking, he held his military cap and walked down the high ground. As he walked, he told his assistants: "Give every soldier an order to retreat. The battlefield is handed over to friendly soldiers, and the rest It’s not our responsibility."

"Understood! General!" The assistant lowered his head and issued a new command. Through the meticulous command system, this command will be transmitted to the information terminal of every combat soldier in the shortest time.

At almost the same moment, Brook, standing on the high ground, twisted his neck, and he was ready to prepare for the exercise: "Dragon Legion, attack!"

Behind him, on the reverse slope, there were square formations of golden armor one after another, as if suddenly there was life. These soldiers, who had stood there motionless, began to move forward almost at the same time after hearing Brook's shout.

On another mountain not far away, he heard the earth-shaking dragon roar, Falai of the elves also buckled his helmet on his head, and then drew the long sword from his waist: "Soldiers ! It's our turn to play!"