"Die!" Almost at the same time, an anti-aircraft gunner of Elan Hill's anti-aircraft gunner aimed his empty sights at the Holy Demon Empire cavalry, which was rapidly approaching them not far away.

"Hopefully, you can handle this too! Silly X! After cursing loudly, he pulled the trigger for firing, and then the 30-mm caliber high-level dual-purpose gun began to sing.

"Bang bang! Bang bang! "The seemingly unfast rate of fire, and the unpleasant-sounding sound of continuous fire, suddenly made the battlefield noisy. A cannonball hit the knight blocking its path, and then shredded the poor creature in its path.

Then, after breaking the horse's neck, the cannonball broke the knight's body, and then flew behind the knight, shattering the armor of another soldier and piercing the knight's chest.

Then, with an indomitable momentum, the cannonball continued to fly forward, burrowing into the body of the third knight, shattering the knight's heart. When he spat blood from his mouth and rolled over and fell off the back of his warhorse, a mist of blood was already filling his side.

The second cannonball entered the crowd at this time, and it was also in an unstoppable state. The knight's blood splattered on the face of the other knight, and the arm of the other knight fell into the arms of his comrades behind him......

On both sides of the positions of the 1 regiment, two anti-aircraft guns of 30 mm caliber began to fire flat, demonstrating for the first time the terrible striking power of such weapons in a ground position. In World War II, anti-aircraft artillery anti-aircraft artillery has begun to become a disaster for infantry and tank soldiers on the battlefield, and the anti-aircraft guns in this other world have also brought a lingering nightmare to the magic cavalry.

The crossfire began to harvest the lives of countless Holy Demon Empire magic cavalry, and those giant horse cavalry who were about to crash into a mass of positions fell one after another on their own path.

Once again, the battlefield has become a complete slaughter, only this time it is not the knights of the Magic Empire who are high above them, but the mortal Empire soldiers who have mastered advanced weaponry.

"Bullets!" After a chain of 100 bullets had been emptied, a machine gun shooter turned his head sideways and shouted hysterically at his assistant shooter that the enemy was already in front of him, and he had to race against time to pour the bullets out.

Beside him, the co-shooter had pressed a brand new chain of bullets into the barrel of the gun and fastened the cover plate on it. After completing a series of reload maneuvers, the co-shooter shouted hysterically almost simultaneously: "Reloaded!" ”

"Whoa!" Pulling the bolt, the shooter once again aimed his machine gun at the Holy Demon Imperial cavalry, which had been somewhat damaged by the artillery fire. Without hesitation, he pulled his trigger, and the muzzle of his gun once again erupted in flames.

"Suddenly! Dodo! "The dense bullets rushed towards the enemy on the opposite side, leaving a cloud of fire and blood on the enemy's body. Through the gap in his sighting door, he could clearly see the enemies fall one by one in the rain of bullets.

General Morse felt that his breathing was becoming difficult, and he saw the knights in front of him fall one after another in the path of his advance, and he saw the knights beside him shatter one after another in the bloody rain.

Perhaps, his casualties have exceeded 1,000 people, right? Perhaps, there are already 1,500 of them, right? General Morse, who did not dare to look at how many knights were left, now had only one thought, and that was to rush into the enemy's position in front of him as soon as possible.

Once upon a time, he longed to rush into the enemy's positions because he longed for victory after victory, for the kind of great victory that would stir his nerves. But this time it was different, and he longed to rush into the enemy's position, because he knew that only then would he be able to live.

It was a ridiculous causal relationship, but General Morse found himself unable to laugh at all. The enemy in front of him didn't know when it began to become invincible, and the figures of those small mortals became tall like giants at this moment.

On his way, there seemed to be an invisible wall, and those knights of the Holy Demon Empire who crashed into this wall would be blurred and shattered. No matter how brave and powerful they once were, they became fragile and small in front of this insurmountable wall.

"When was the last time you felt powerless that you couldn't defeat your opponent?" General Morse asked himself bitterly in his heart, but no one gave him this answer. I've been in the east for too long, and it seems that even my courage has been exhausted......

"For the Holy Demon Empire! Advance! With all his strength, Morse was in the center of the cavalry ranks, shouting loudly to encourage the soldiers to move forward. For the first time in hundreds of years, the forces of the Magic Empire need encouragement to continue facing mortal armies.

"Long live the Holy Demon Empire!" As if they were self-hypnotic, these giant horse knights of the Holy Demon Empire also shouted, as if this was the only way to make them muster up the courage to continue to attack the enemy position that was constantly spitting tongues of fire.

It's a pity that under the cutting of steel, their courage becomes less and less, and they become as fragile as their flesh and blood. Under the attack of heavy machine guns and ammunition from anti-aircraft guns in Iran Hill, the vast cavalry ranks became fewer and fewer.

"The dragon knight hasn't been dispatched yet? And that's ...... It's weird. Looking at the Magic Empire cavalry on the frontal battlefield, which was already on the verge of collapse, Chris frowned and muttered with some doubts.

He didn't expect that the Holy Demon Empire would not dispatch the few remaining dragon knight troops in the end, according to his idea, while the cavalry was attacking, those terrible air forces should join the battlefield.

After all, this is almost a typical blitzkrieg tactic, using bombers to clear the way while the "tank" troops are advancing - unfortunately the other side did not cause him such serious problems, they attacked separately and did not join the battlefield at the same time.

"Perhaps, their dragon knight has already left......" Wilkes put down the binoculars he was holding and looked at his monarch: "Your Majesty, on the frontal battlefield, we have won." ”

At the time when he spoke, about 3,000 giant horse cavalry of the Holy Demon Empire had almost half fallen. This is definitely a fatal blow to a cavalry team, because the remaining troops are completely unable to continue the attack.

These cavalrymen were disorganized, they didn't know how to face the corpses of their comrades and countless blood, they had lost their fighting spirit, and they didn't even have the courage to continue charging forward.

Some soldiers wanted to turn their horses and retreat, some wanted to stop and wait for orders, some had already been pierced, and some were helplessly following their commander to continue the charge.

The cavalry units that rushed through the line of fire were no longer black and overwhelming, but had broken into several small forces that were no longer continuous. These units were no threat to the Iran Hill Grenadier.

General Morse wanted to stabilize his troops, and he wanted to work hard again towards victory. He harnessed his giant horse, constantly approaching the enemy position directly in front of him, and he even had the magic ready, as long as he was allowed to get closer to a dozen meters, he could unleash a fireball spell that destroyed the machine gun position in front of him.

"It's near! It's closer! Seeing that the target was already within his range, he felt that the war horse under his crotch suddenly lost its strength. His whole body fell forward by inertia, and in front of him, the adjutant who had been blocking him fell down at the same time, covered in blood.

The cannonball pierced the adjutant's body, and at the same time hit the giant horse under General Morse's crotch. General Morse didn't have time to think, he rolled on the spot the moment he fell to the ground, and at the same time threw away the broken cavalry spear and drew the sword from his waist.

He crashed into the corpse of the adjutant's horse, stood up unharmed, and then stepped into his own footsteps to meet the nearby Iran Hill grenadiers. His armor had dimmed, and he had begun to breathe, the heavy armor that had become a burden to General Morse after losing the weight of the giant horse.

So his gait was a little faltering, his figure was no longer sharp, and he was hit by countless bullets in his body while he was ready for his magic. The flaming sword could only be used as a crutch on the ground, and General Morse tried to stand still but found that his body no longer listened to his call.

He looked down at the holes in his chest, large and small, and tried to open his mouth but could only spit blood. His knees were already on the ground, and his body was involuntarily leaning forward. When General Morse's face hit the ground, all he could see was the dirt in front of him, soaked red with his own blood.

By the time Elanhill's heavy machine guns and anti-aircraft guns stopped to cool the barrels, the Holy Demon Empire's cavalry on the front had turned into a sea of corpses and blood...... The knights, who had lost their horses, struggled to get up from the ground, looking so helpless and hesitant.

"Boom!" Walter, the commander of the 1 regiment, drew his long sword and pointed it in the direction of the position of the 13 regiment: "1 regiment! Advance! ”

"Boom!" The officers followed his command and drew their swords, and the phalanx of the 1st Regiment began to move slowly forward to the accompaniment of drums. Dense bayonets make up a forest, a sharp and deadly forest.

"Avenge the brothers of the 13th regiment! In this battle, we don't want to take prisoners! The sharp forest panned neatly downward with a shout, and then stabbed at the giant horses that were still neighing when they fell to the ground, and the knights of the Holy Demon Empire who were still trying to struggle.