Ronshek is the southern stronghold of the Eternal Empire, where a fierce battle once broke out. About 70,000 soldiers of the Eternal Empire are here to fight against about 300,000 puppet soldiers.

It was a desperate battle, and the end result was that the puppet empire captured Ryūshek, but it was also reduced to rubble in the battle.

Yes, the puppet empire was already in ruins when they got the city. And now, this city, which has endured countless sufferings, is undergoing more suffering and trials.

Now, at this moment, in the midst of this ruin, the host and guest have been transposed, and the soldiers of the puppet empire have become the side defending the city, and the army of Iran Hill has become the attacking side.

Iran Hill's offensive methods are tenfold, hundred, or even a thousand times more brutal than the puppet empire. Even before the ground offensive began, carpet bombing baptized the city.

Countless bombs exploded inside the city, turning the already ruined city even more unrecognizable.

The mage tower, which could still be seen faintly, and the broken city wall that towered with the magic array depicted were now almost peaceful.

There were huge craters everywhere, there were smoke and fire ruins everywhere, there were corpses everywhere, or rather, corpses that had been mutilated and mutilated......

Then, the self-propelled guns and mechanized towed guns, which had arrived at the front line with the mechanized troops, once again greeted the city called Ronshek.

Countless 155 mm howitzer shells, and more 105 mm howitzer shells, fell on this city, blowing up the legions of hundreds of thousands of puppets and tens of thousands of magicians deployed here by the puppet empire.

In a battle just now, the soldiers of the puppet empire barely blocked the attack of Iran Hill. They destroyed seven tanks and killed about 300 Iran Hill soldiers.

Of course, this battle was not a one-sided slaughter, but a very fierce battle of close matches. The main force on the side of the puppet empire, the real mage legion, lost more than 200 people, and about 3,000 puppet soldiers were broken into parts.

Just by such a battle, both sides saw what a truly brutal war looks like.

On the battlefield that had just quieted down, in a huge round crater, a mage in armor was wiping his sword.

He wiped the blood from it carefully, because he had used this saber with his own hands to hack to death an Iran Hill soldier who rushed in front of him.

The opponent's weapon was jammed, so he was given a chance to make a move. Iran Hill uses a large number of steel-shelled bullets, which is also an inevitable choice and inevitable result of mass production of weapons in the cruel war environment.

Taking advantage of this rare moment of calm, everyone is nourishing their spirits. They knew that the next battle would only get more brutal, so they were all enjoying this moment for themselves.

Perhaps, in the next second, these magicians, who were once high, will be overwhelmed by the cannonballs fired by mortals......

Although they don't want to admit it, each of them has a heavy heart. The opponent had just made a tentative attack, but they had already paid a heavy price to block it.

Even the proudest people have already seen that those mortals are strong on the frontal battlefield. It was a powerful thing that once belonged to them, but now it belongs to someone else.

"Give!" A young soldier with a bag on his back walked to the edge of the crater, crouched down, and handed a bottle of blue potion in his hand to the magic warrior in the crater: "Magic refill!" Save a little, we're running out of stock. ”

"You'd better give me another one, I'm afraid one won't be enough." The magic warrior in the crater stretched out his hand, caught the magic crystal bottle handed to him by the other party, and showed a somewhat reluctant smile: "Thank you." ”

"No more! There is only one for everyone, that's the rule above. The young soldier explained, and wanted to get up and leave.

The magic soldier in the crater stopped the other party and said, "Hey! I said, boy! It is impossible for the people above to count the number of soldiers killed so quickly, right? You give me one more, and I'll have one more person here! ”

After speaking, he pointed to a cold corpse next to his crater: "He's not dead yet!" ”

In fact, the armor on the corpse's body had been twisted and deformed, apparently directly hit by the shock wave of the cannonball, and even the magical defense runes on it could not save the life of the armor's owner.

"He's still alive?" The young soldier with his bag was stunned for a moment, and then he saw a miserable face under the twisted armor: "Ah! ”

He was startled and almost fell into the crater. Although he had seen many dead people along the way, this one was still the most miserable one among the dead people he had seen.

"Afraid of what? He was a nice man when he was alive, and he always liked to joke. He's from Burkland, but he's a decent man. The magic soldier in the crater smiled and introduced him in a matter-of-fact manner.

The young man's face turned pale, and he felt that he was about to vomit, so he handed another bottle of magic replenishment to the other party: "Don't say it! Please, don't say it! Damn it, shit! ”

He left the crater in disarray, and before he had gone two paces, he heard a gunshot. He subconsciously shrunk his neck and quickly found a cover to hide, before daring to look back to see what had happened.

Then, he saw that a soldier of the Magic Legion had been hit by a bullet, and there were many people around him who helped pull him back to safety when he was wounded.

"Sniper! There are snipers on the other side! "There was chaos on the battlefield, many soldiers were running, and the originally silent position immediately became panicked and noisy.

"What about the doctor? Someone got shot! Behind the bunker, someone shouted loudly, but what was waiting for was a new round of shelling from Iran Hill.

A cannonball landed behind a piece of rubble behind the young man, and the young soldier delivering the magic potion felt the ground tremble suddenly beneath his feet.

Then, before he could subconsciously cover his ears, the huge explosion swept in, making him involuntarily frown and squint.

There's a battle going on, and it's unclear if the magician who was hit by the sniper will get the treatment he deserves. Now no one cares about the wounded comrades, because the shells that rained down had already fallen.

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The dragon spirit's body is almost better, and it will start to be updated tomorrow, so stay tuned.