"Boom!" On the road of the giant horse cavalry, a sudden explosion sounded, and the surrounding knights flipped on their backs, and the comrades behind them stepped on the unlucky ones who had fallen to the ground without stopping their advance or making a detour.

"Boom!" Before the knights could think about it, more explosions appeared around them, and each step seemed to cost a great deal, and one after another the knights fell from their horses and were trampled into the dirt by their companions.

At first, everyone thought that the explosions were shelling from the mortals of Ellan Hill, but as the explosions became more and more accurate, everyone realized that it was not the cannonballs overhead, but the dirt beneath their feet.

In addition to the destroyed and broken barbed wire, and in addition to the small force of the Elanhill grenadiers, there was something else attacking them in the dirt, and these weapons exploded in the ground, and the stones and pieces of iron were even more lethal......

But what can we do when we realize this? They didn't have time to stop and check the ground beneath their feet, they could only keep moving forward until they were out of the dead zone.

It is a pity that the soldiers of Irlanhill naturally did not give up this opportunity to take revenge and revenge, and they desperately opened fire behind the minefield, just like the infantry of the First World War on Earth did.

They use machine guns to slaughter enemies who try to cross the death zone, making them pay tenfold or even hundredfold. By the time the giant horse cavalry had broken through the minefield defenses, crossed the tattered barbed wire, and rushed in front of the soldiers of Ellanhill, the brave grenadiers had already exhausted their ammunition and were looking at the enemies of the Holy Demon Empire with mocking eyes.

"Come on! Bunnies! We're out of bullets! Now it's your turn! A bearded soldier of Iran Hill shouted to the knights on the huge horses who surrounded him with a bayonet: "I am not afraid of you! ”

"Whew!" A giant horse cavalry chanted the fireball technique, ending the life of this brave mortal with its flames. They passed next to the burning corpses and continued their onslaught on the second line of Iran Hill's defenses.

At the same time as they stormed the Elanhill Line, in the sky, a swarm of eagles painted with golden wings searched for their targets above the clouds, and they rounded the battlefield of fierce fighting, searching for what they were looking for.

"Did you find your target? Confirm, have you found your target? Inside the radio, a voice was urging anxiously, and above the sky, a huge group of planes was entering the battlefield.

The pilot, who overlooked the ground, pressed the communicator and answered the question of the ground command center: "Okay, I see the target!" It's confirmed! The goal has been found! ”

"Repeat confirmation! Isn't that the goal? In the ground command, the officer in charge of the attack confirmed again.

"Yes, as long as you are not blind, you can easily find those fools!" Looking at the huge magic array on the ground, the pilot who piloted the plane replied helplessly.

Around the magic circles that were filled with dragon blood and sketched on the open ground, a dense crowd of magicians gathered. It is as striking as a huge bullseye drawn on the ground, familiar to all attack pilots.

They had been practicing attacking targets such as diving and then dropping bombs hanging under their wings onto drill targets drawn on the ground. It's just that now the target has been replaced by an equally round magic array, and it still shimmers with a light blue light, which is as eye-catching as a torch.

"Drop the height! Shut them up forever! Inside the slightly jolting plane, the pilot glanced at his instrument panel and shouted orders to the friendly aircraft following him.

One after another, the Il-2 attack planes began to dive down from the clouds in a dense attack formation, and above the bombs mounted under the wings, the warning words of gentle handling loomed in the wisps of white clouds.

"Freedom to attack! Don't let any of these bastards go! They are attacking our compatriots! Fire! Fire! Inside the radio, the commander's voice sounded, and Ilan Raymond aimed his bomb sight at a huge magic array on the ground, and swooped down.

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His plane jolted slightly in the air current, which was perfectly normal for him. For the past month, he's been doing this every day, and he's been doing it all the time.

"Buzz!" A magician chanting magic looked up and saw small black dots in the sky that were approaching. He frowned to see what the black dot was, and then he saw that the dot kept getting bigger and bigger, and finally extended its wings.

Then, before he could react, the small black dot with its wings extended revealed an even more hideous face. In the sun, the Il-2 attack aircraft had large bombs hanging under its wings, and it looked majestic.

"That's not our man!" He subconsciously wanted to remind the people around him to quickly dodge, but it was too late. The huge bomb broke away from the wing of the Il-2 attack aircraft piloted by Ilan Raymond and continued to rush along the path of the plane's dive towards its own target.

The dive bombing itself has quite strong attack accuracy, and the ground performance of the Il-2 attack aircraft is the best among attack aircraft, so these bombs falling from the sky are very accurate, no different from precision guidance.

The ground was full of mage legions, and there was a magic circle about the same as the bull's-eye. Everywhere there are carts carrying the corpses of giant dragons and huge monsters dragging them, which are simply excellent targets for air force bombing.

So, Elan Raymond felt extremely relaxed, and he piloted his plane to shoot the ground with a 20 mm cannon, leaving two bloody roads of dust in the crowd of magicians.

Like a fence running over the land, the hordes of magicians had barely time to look up at the sky before they were shattered by the oncoming cannonballs. The cannon on the Il-2 attack aircraft was quite brutal to hit people, and even magical defenses could not prevent this ammunition from rampage through the crowd.

The bomb he threw exploded at the edge of the crowd, destroying the magic circle and knocking down a group of magicians. The Holy Demon Empire's magic legion, which never thought that it would be attacked by a mortal air force, paid a heavy price for its light enemy.

"Summoning the Dragon Knight back! Otherwise, we're all done! Seeing that his magicians were being destroyed, the leading magician shouted angrily. It's a pity that the dragon knight is now engaged in a fight with the ME-109 fighter jet, and he can't get out of it for a while.

Or to put it more pessimistic, whether these dragon knights can retreat or not is still unknown-although the air force fighter force of Iran Hill has lost more than 30 fighters, the dragon knight army of the Holy Demon Empire has obviously lost more.

About 150 dragon knights were shot down, which is about half of the dragon knights who participated in the attack. The dragon knight army under the command of the three great knights was crushed, and now they were in the midst of a battle with their own enemies.

"Goodbye!" Muttering quietly, Elan Raymond pulled the trigger to fire, and the Il-2 attack plane, which had circled in the air, fired at the ground again, and the tracer bullets fired directly into the crowd, leaving two lines of blood in the mage's array.

On the ground, the already panicked mages raised their hands and released all kinds of magic into the sky. Their fireball skills and lightning arrows did cause problems for the attack aircraft troops, and the accuracy of dropping bombs while dodging these attacks was not guaranteed at all.

Losses on both sides were creezing up, and an Il-2 attack plane lost control and crashed into the crowd of magicians. The huge wings slammed into a sea of blood in the crowd, making the people around them feel the urge to vomit.

In fact, the mage troops of the Holy Demon Empire can fire at targets in the sky, and in fact, they do need to defend against dragon knights from other magic empires. It's just that they have never been prepared to deal with the air force of the Mortal Empire, so they are a little unprepared for a while.

Soon they were able to assemble an effective defense, turning the one-sided slaughter into a dangerous war of attrition: attack planes poured ammunition on the ground, while mages shot down enemies that were constantly diving.

When Ilan Raymond threw away his bombs and left the battlefield with fruitful results, behind him, only billowing smoke could be seen on the position of the mage troops of the Holy Demon Empire.

Whether it was the Holy Demon Empire or Iran Hill, they all underestimated the strength of the other party. In just one morning of fighting, the losses on both sides left their respective commanders jaw-dropping.

"General Lester has given the order to retreat, and the first and second lines of defense have all been abandoned...... "A communications officer stood in front of the commander of the 2nd Division, stood up and saluted, and said: "The artillery units have begun to retreat. ”

"Remember today's shame, gentlemen." The commander of the 2nd Division suppressed his voice and said uncomfortably: "We have become the first unit in the whole of Iran Hill to be beaten back by the enemy......

"Including the strength of the garrison, we lost almost 20,000 men in one morning...... Is this the real strength of the Magic Empire, it is really very strong. He looked at the still burning position in the distance, and acknowledged his opponent's greatness with a wry smile.

And on the other side of the burning land, still on that high ground, the commander of the Holy Demon Empire listened to the loss report with a grim face, and also bitterly admitted the strength of his opponent: "It is really an admirable opponent...... We thought we were ready for war, but now it seems that we are underestimating the enemy. ”