Red Blood Dragon Knight

When Backfire Squadron appeared on the battlefield, all the noise suddenly disappeared.

There was only a rumbling explosion in the world.

The voice resounded like a muffled thunder.

The Backfire Squadron is slowly advancing in the air of 400 meters. They are like a group of legendary dragons that destroy the world. They are cruel and cold. They spread their flame-bearing wings and spread unstoppable steps to the people on the ground. death.

Wherever I went, the earth was shaking and the air was burning.

A bomb fell from a high altitude, sending out a sharp, heart-piercing roar, and then hit the ground heavily. During the violent impact, the fuze of the head was triggered in an instant. Then it detonated more than 100 kilograms of explosives in the bomb.

In an instant, a huge and dazzling fireball rose into the sky, covering and clearing all Semitic soldiers within a range of tens of meters, sweeping everything within the explosion range.

Before the bomb exploded, the flames completely disappeared, and not far away, another fireball had already lit up.

When the Backfire Squadron slowly passed by, dozens of billowing thick smoke were left behind. The black smoke was like a jungle of giant trees. The smoke was the trunk and the mushroom cloud on top was the canopy.

Gun smoke and dust rose into the air, and then gathered together, forming an artificial dark cloud over the battlefield, slowly drifting into the sky.

The original blue sky has disappeared, and the entire battlefield has been completely shrouded in a layer of faint gray smoke, showing an extremely strange color against the blood on the ground. It's unforgettable forever

Fireballs exploded one after another, but unstoppable advancing north.

The Backfire Squadron left behind them a piece of burning scorched earth full of craters and broken bodies, about to fly over the Semitic camp.

The hundreds of thousands of Semitic army in the charge completely collapsed under the ravages of 300 blockbuster bombs.

Every bomb fell, killing hundreds of people in an instant, and the fragments and pieces of meat fell from the sky like hail, hitting the living soldiers.

The dripping blood and various broken pieces of meat completely poured their clothes through, sticking to the body with stickiness, which was extremely uncomfortable.

At the same time, remind them. In the next second, maybe those blockbuster bombs will fall on their heads and blow them to pieces as well.

After years of education, there is no doubt that these soldiers are extremely loyal to the high priest. And the daring to fight across the sea fully demonstrated their bravery.

But these blockbuster bombs easily destroyed their loyalty and bravery.

Driven by fear, they yelled in horror like lunatics, dropping their weapons and flags. Fleeing desperately.

There were violent explosions around them, and the smog covering the sky made them lose their way. The Semi soldiers who were stunned did not know where it was safe.

They can only instinctively choose one direction to run wildly, running around like a group of mice that are approaching the end.

But the Semites gathered too many troops on the narrow battlefield. The crowd is too dense.

The Semitic soldiers who fled for their lives found that they were crowded no matter where they were, and the fireball from the bomb explosion was constantly lighting up beside them, with broken hands and legs falling on them from time to time.

The desire to survive overcame the sense of the Semitic soldiers. They pushed, yelled, and even waved their weapons to chop off other people in the way. Escape just to escape.

The army was defeated like a mountain.

Soldiers on the battlefield have completely lost their organization, and are running around like headless flies.

In this case, trampling is inevitable.

The soldiers who were knocked down by the rout fell to the ground, before they could get up, countless feet stepped on them, breaking their bones and breaking their flesh.

These unlucky ghosts were trampled to death.

Orlandini stood on the hill. Looking at the explosions and frantic escape Semitic soldiers in front of me, my heart was cold.

He finally remembered what was thrown from the fortress of the war. Humans call them bombs. They are actually another type of shells, but they are more powerful.

Orlandini clenched his fists tightly, his heart filled with regret-he should have thought of it, he should have thought of it.

Not long ago, the human war fortress used them to bomb the undead high priest and the De Rossi Empire. Just above the head of the high priest, the bomb roared down, blasting the ground war fort to pieces.

The undead suffered the worst losses since the beginning of the war. Fifty war fortresses were destroyed on the ground, hundreds of dark wizards died, and thousands of soldiers were killed.

The heavy losses forced the undead high priest to modify his battle plan. This caused a series of chain reactions.

Human beings celebrated their victory with great fanfare. Through newspaper propaganda, the whole world knows that it is a hero of the Ruman Empire called Lightning Squadron, who slapped the undead high priest severely and beat the arrogant demons. arrogance.

But for the Semis, this tragic failure is rarely known.

These Semitic officers and soldiers on the frontline do not even know that in addition to artillery, humans have bombs that can be thrown directly.

Because the undead high priest ordered to block the news of their bombing and cover up their loss.

The undead are afraid of sudden losses, once exposed, it will cause the Semitic to lose their morale and resist the long-planned war plan of the high priest.

What's more worrying is that the high priest has always been invincible in all the official Semitic propaganda.

Once known, he also defeated the battle. For so many years, the Semitic officials have been painstakingly erecting a tall image for the high priest, which will instantly collapse in people’s hearts, and even arouse the rebellion and confrontation of the dead people. psychological.

That would be disastrous.

The reason why the Semitic people bow their heads to the noble lords and the immortal spirits, endure the life of pigs and dogs, and work like mules and horses. It is because they know that the great high priest is invincible. All those who dare to rebel or criticize will be noticed by him and will eventually be eliminated by him.

Once they discovered that the high priest was not omnipotent, and also not so powerful. Then they will first show their claws to those noble lords who ride on their heads and make **** and piss, kill them, and then overthrow the rule of the high priest who cruelly exploited them. In the end, maybe they will fight the high priest with the human race, and then sit together and conclude a treaty of friendship for generations.

Realize world peace in a real sense~!

therefore. The Great Council of Darkness issued an extremely strict ban, and any leak of news about the defeat of the High Priest is absolutely forbidden~!

Once discovered, they were all directly tortured for treason and blasphemy. And it's the kind that is executed immediately.

This led to the majority of Semitic soldiers ignorant of such heavyweight weapons as humans.

They knew that the trenches could withstand the artillery, but they didn't know how to avoid bombing from the sky.

In fact, although the undead had been bombed once, they did not know how to avoid it until now. There is still no effective policy developed.

In this situation, even though Orandini is a general in command of a 500,000 army, news about this is extremely blocked, and he has also heard part of the news. So that he completely ignored the bombing of the Ruman war fortress.

Only twelve war fortresses brought him such heavy losses. The soldiers who were killed, wounded, trampled to death by each other could not be counted.

More importantly, the offense he believed was a must have failed.

At this time, the Backfire Squadron had already galloped out of the battlefield and was about to fly to the Semitic camp.

The bombs dropped from the war fortress were still endless, and the Semitic soldiers staying in the camp found something wrong. In spite of the harsh swearing of the officers, he rushed out of the barracks desperately, hoping to escape before the bomb came.

And those officers were basically frightened. When they discouraged them, they all acted and played tricks, and then pretended to be threatened by the soldiers. Also hurriedly escaped from the barracks.

Orandini watched the falling bomb get closer and closer to him, but just stood in a daze under the banner of the golden lightning. Only one thought remained in his mind: "It's over, it's over..."

Seeing that the human war fortress was about to fly above them, the attendant beside him shouted anxiously: "General, we should turn in."

But Orlandini turned a deaf ear, staring at the Semitic soldiers who fled on the battlefield with empty eyes.

He clearly knows: what emperor plans to dominate, what to entrust kings and appointees. With this big defeat, it's all gone with the wind.

At this time, the shadow cast by the large body of the Backfire Squadron's War Fort, like a **** of death, covered Orlandini with a grinning smile.

The attendants on the soil **** could already clearly hear the roar of the bomb as it landed from the rumbling explosion.

Several guards immediately decided. He set up Orlandini and ran to the rear frantically.

In the panic, not knowing who tripped, Orlandini and the guards who dragged him fell to the ground, and several people rolled down the **** like a ground gourd.

A bomb landed exactly where Orlandini stood just now, and the exploded fireball instantly enveloped the Semitic banner.

The **** of several meters high was cut by half of its height in the explosion, and dozens of tons of soil were blown up into the sky and spilled everywhere.

The soil crackled and fell, burying Orandini and others who had fallen to the ground.

Then another bomb fell into the Semitic camp, destroying the wooden fence and barracks.

Until it flew to the large camp where the Semites surrounded Viji City, the Backfire Squadron in the air shook its wings like a full hiccup, turned and flew back.

Hundreds of deep, smoking craters were left on the battlefield, a piece of scorched black, like the surface of the moon.

The ground was burnt black soil, and the fragments of unclear what was scattered all over the place.

There are no established Semitic soldiers before and after the battlefield.

The people who were lucky enough to survive the bombing were all completely dark at the moment, standing blankly among the corpses, walking up and down like drinking drunk, their brains had been stunned by the explosion, and their thinking was disordered at this moment. .

The effect of the bombing was so terrifying that even the Ruman people watching the battle in Vizi City took a breath.

They thought that the artillery was already powerful enough, but they didn't expect that the entire artillery brigade would be bombarded with more than two hundred artillery pieces, which was not comparable to a bombing by the Backfire Squadron.

The number of explosives dropped by the Backfire Squadron was hundreds of times that of their artillery.

The hundreds of thousands of reserve teams organized by the Semitic were directly bombed and collapsed.

Ruman's soldiers in the city unanimously raised a question, if such a bombing fell on the top of Viji City, would they still be able to defend it?

Thinking of the terrible result, many people shuddered.

The walls and fortresses they depended on were under the power of a hundred kilograms of bombs. It's no different from paper.

A staff officer behind Thor Artillery Brigade Commander Skope couldn't help but drew a cross on his chest, and said fortunately: "Bless the God of Light, fortunately such a powerful weapon is ours~!"

The artillery officers next to him nodded heavily at the same time.

The war fortress was once unique to the undead race, but thanks to the rigid and dull heads of the liches, they have not changed the use of the war fortress for more than a thousand years.

Only in the hands of Ruman, or to be precise, in the hands of Lord Lorraine, did they become so powerful.

Skope looked at the Backfire Squadron slowly floating in the sky. They seem to be appreciating their achievements today.

Skope took out a cigar from his arms, bit off the head of the cigar, and said with a smile: "It's so enjoyable for the kid de la Torre, we can't be laughed at by them. Counterattack, kill the demon dogs Niang Niang will drive me away."

The horn of counterattack was sounded in Vizi City, and the officers on the front line shouted the whistle in their mouths, and roared: "Counterattack, brothers fight back."

"Kill me the demons raised by bitches."

The half-orcs of the Nyan Grenadier Regiment pried open the ammunition box containing the grenade, and put as many other grenade on themselves as possible.

The grenade bag is filled and stuffed into the bag, and the bag is full and inserted into the belt. A half-orc skillfully bundles several grenade into a cluster grenade. He picked it up and screamed and rushed into the trench.

The soldiers of the Panzergrenadier Regiment rushed to the forefront this time. They bravely rushed out of the crowd with an impenetrable steel armor, throwing grenades while advancing.

The soldiers of the Eastern Legion followed behind the grenadier.

In the first battle, many Semitic soldiers bravely rushed into the trenches. Later, the Backfire Squadron just bombed the reinforcements and reserves behind them to avoid accidental injuries.

So on. Those lucky puppies all escaped the bombing.

However, seeing the backfire squadron's bombardment, they were all shocked, hiding in the trenches honestly as rabbits, and did not dare to go out again.

At this time, Ruman's army slammed out, and the grenade smashed towards them like raindrops.

Every grenade fell into the crowd, killing several people.

Those are tall and strong. Ugly-looking monsters were chasing them with bundles of grenades. When the Semi soldiers saw the grenade with white smoke on their tails, they were so scared that they were frightened and fled back lifelessly.

They are like rabbits in the middle of an arrow, jumping and jumping desperately.

The scenes they saw along the way made these Semitic soldiers unforgettable for a lifetime.

There are huge craters everywhere. The ground was soft soil turned out by the explosion, and there was a nauseating pungent smell in the air.

Dark and unknown objects can be seen everywhere on the ground, some of them are still smoking, and they can smell a burnt smell when they get close.

Many Semitic soldiers lay on the ground. Their clothes had been torn into pieces, but there were no injuries on their bodies, as if they had just passed out.

The passing soldiers wanted to wake them up, but no matter how they shook, these people just didn't respond.

Only when the Semitic soldiers touched their necks did they know that these people were already dead-they were shaken to death by the strong shock wave of the explosion.

The hillock where the Semitic flag was erected has disappeared, and now it has become a scorched black earth, and even the majestic Semitic generals standing on it can't be seen.

Fortunately, the Rumans only chased them for a short distance and then withdrew back. And the death gods in the sky all disappeared.

Therefore, when the Semi soldiers escaped from the command position, they found no one was continuing to chase and kill, and finally slowed down.

Under the hill, several guards desperately used their hands to dig the soil in the clod, shouting in panic: "General, where are you?"

"General Orlandini."

"General..."

The moist soil was suddenly lifted up, and a man covered with mud slowly crawled out. His face had turned black, and his eyes and teeth were striking white. The clay figure said weakly, "I am here."

The guards rushed forward and dug Orandini out of the half-buried dirt.

The loyal guards carried him on their backs and ran to the rear quickly-they were afraid that the terrible war fortress would return.

They managed to gather the defeated soldiers, then retreated a certain distance, and re-built the camp. From beginning to end, the Ruman soldiers in Vizi City watched the Semitic actions with cold eyes.

Orlandini was slightly injured in the explosion. After he was stunned by the shock wave, the soil was lifted and buried. Fortunately, the guards dug him out of the soil, so Orandini was not buried alive.

After freshening up, Orlandini, with a bandage on his head, immediately organized the reorganization of the defeated army. It was not until the sun went down that the hundreds of thousands of Semitic soldiers woke up from shock.

After the defeat, the morale of the Semi soldiers was low, and the barracks were full of wounds. They moaned ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The noisy soldiers were upset.

Orlandini patrolled the barracks, and wherever he passed, the Semi soldiers didn't even bother to stand up and salute him.

Seeing the dejected look with his hands down, he sighed and couldn't help but complain about the undead high priest, not telling the whole army to pay attention to such an important matter.

He looked up at the lights in the city of Viji. There are obviously only two to three thousand defenders in this city, how can it be so difficult to conquer, artillery, grenades, bombs...their strange things are endless.

"This is not the war I am familiar with," Orlandini seemed to press a huge rock in his heart, and he secretly doubted: Has the war changed?

Orlandini did not speak, and the generals beside him remained silent.

After a while, Orlandini said suddenly: "Leave fifty thousand soldiers and all the wounded to monitor Vizi, and the large group will continue to go south to Ruman City tomorrow."

The generals looked at each other, and then said solemnly at the same time: "Yes."

These Semitic generals are also extremely brave. Despite the big defeat, but still hard-headed.

They clearly knew that they had a bloodshed under the city of Viji, and that they wanted to win at this time, they had to take a dangerous path and win by surprise. A raid on Ruman City may be the best way at present.

Just when they were depressed and full of thoughts, the Lich Marcel fell from the sky and exclaimed in excitement: "Good news~!"

(To be continued)