My Empire

"Boom!" Finally, the waiter who was hit by a sniper rifle was killed, the energy in his body was out of control, and finally turned into a deadly bomb, taking his almost eternal life.

The explosion blew away the small snowflakes falling around and made the atmosphere on the battlefield even more desolate.

The remaining **** waiter was holding a long sword and fighting with several Ellen Hill magicians. He struggled to the end and fled in embarrassment.

His situation reflects the current dilemma of the servants of the gods. After Ailan Hill's new force began to go into battle, the little bit of advantage that the servant of the gods had obtained locally disappeared in an instant.

"Serve the gods!" When the **** waiter shouted his slogan again in despair, his body was penetrated from three directions by three sharp swords.

His low voice floated in the air, and the magic surging away from control within his body tore the white robe he was covering.

The black-robed magicians had retreated far away, and they coldly looked at the opponent who had begun to run away with magic power, waiting for the demon's final outcome.

"Boom!" With a huge explosion, a strand of white cloth, accompanied by the falling sand, mixed in the inconspicuous little snowflakes falling with the wind, fell back to the ground together.

Everything returned to silence. These black-robed men helped up the injured comrades and left the messy battlefield.

Half an hour later, on a dirt road not far away that had become muddy because of light snow, groups of Ailan Hill soldiers, carrying their weapons and singing the empire's war hymn, slowly walked towards the front. They didn't even know that a big battle had just broken out here.

Inside the Sky One floating battleship, an officer was holding a joystick and adjusting the position of his weapon. After he completed a series of operations, he reported loudly. "Target locked!"

The weapon officer standing not far behind him, with his hands on his back and his chin up, sang and said loudly, "Weapon system target is locked!"

"Starting to stop shooting!" On the other side, an officer was also operating the computer in front of him, inputting various commands.

"Starting to stop shooting!" Next to him, a colleague was doing the same thing. After hitting Enter, he also reported loudly.

The 203 mm secondary artillery and 127 mm secondary artillery equipped on the left and right sides of the Sky One floating battleship all pointed their black muzzle in the corresponding direction in numerous instructions.

In the next second, these guns of different calibers suddenly sprayed out a variety of different flames, and an open space in front of this battleship was covered by countless explosions.

On a sky battleship, there are hundreds of artillery pieces of various calibers, and these artillery pieces are enough to cover an entire local battlefield when attacking the ground.

"The target's range of action has been restricted!" The reconnaissance officer who controlled the drone to shuttle in the explosion stared at the monitor report.

Countless shells have devastated this wilderness beyond recognition, with thick smoke and explosion sparks everywhere.

"The range of action meets the conditions for firing!" The colonel standing behind the investigating officer shouted out the long-awaited news for everyone.

The moment he yelled this sentence, the officer in charge of the electromagnetic gun yelled a solemn command with a slightly hoarse voice: "Fire!"

"Launch!" All the artillery commanders sitting in front of him pressed the attack button at the same time.

In the huge electromagnetic noise, a row of electromagnetic cannon shells smashed into the vicinity of several people in white robes who had been surrounded by countless explosions.

That powerful force enough to destroy any defense caused the surrounding ground to fold. It was like the surface of the water, spreading out in circles, making a deafening noise.

The white-robed **** waiter who was directly hit by the shells was completely destroyed before he was killed in time and disappeared.

After the tragic death of those **** waiters who were affected by the explosion, only a few pieces of white cloth were left, scattered on the deformed ground.

After these white-robed **** waiters had exposed themselves, they had no chance of winning. Under the intensive artillery fire of the Sky One floating battleship, they could not even counterattack, and they were completely suppressed.

"The other party is obviously very smart. They don't rely on flying to narrow the distance between us like the previous demon senior magician! In this way, they have a good concealment!" Wagron looked down at his feet. The monitor, looking at the people in white robes who were submerged by shells, said coldly.

Before, these white-robed men launched several large magics to Sky One, and even had a powerful energy pouring attack!

However, because of the computer-coordinated magic defensive barrier, the Sky One floating battleship was able to defend against the attack of the white-robed **** waiter without any damage.

Then, these white-robed **** waiters who had exposed their positions were completely shrouded in ruthless artillery fire.

In front of the huge and powerful sky battleship, the power of a few magicians is still too small.

"Always insisting on ground warfare, this is the main reason why they were able to get close to the front of our army and suddenly attack!" Wagron's adjutant nodded, agreeing with the Marshal's analysis.

These demons are difficult to entangle, they are entangled with the Ailan Hill troops on the ground. If this is not the case, they are likely to be sent to the sky by a single nuclear bomb.

"If they used flying magic such as levitating before, they would be easily intercepted by us just like the dragon troops." He stated a cruel fact with no expression on his face.

Ailan Hill has dominated the entire sky, and the devil's air force has been in a comprehensive disadvantage. Under this circumstance, only the troops of the Servant of God can attack from the ground to pose a threat to Ailan Hill's troops.

If they were the same as the earlier magicians, flying in the sky, waiting for them, it may be a completely meaningless failure.

The Air Force’s liaison officer also clasped his hands and said in agreement: “If they use flying techniques, they will be spotted 500 kilometers away, and we can start intercepting attacks as early as 300 kilometers away...”

"The opponents are not fools. Of course they will choose a more efficient combat method." Wagron was still lowering his head, watching the black smoke gradually dissipating under his feet.

Then, he remembered that the demons disguised the B-17 bomber and also disguised such a show operation together with the identification signal of friend or foe, so he withdrew his gaze and added a provocative conclusion: "But... it's a pity. Not so smart!"