Chapter Eighty-Six: The End of the Crossbow
"Stop fogging! Gather water now! Immediately! The Forward Commander shouted as he pulled out his wand and gathered the fog into a curtain of water. However, although the combustion components of phosphorus and aluminum incineration bombs do not have the perverted performance of some varieties that can explode when exposed to water, how can this kind of rain and dew level water flow be extinguished?
The fire wind finally and inevitably formed. The fog, which no longer gathered, had long since been blown away by the wind, and the soldiers running in the heat were desperate to find the flames following in his footsteps. And in the middle of the fire, there are countless twisted and struggling figures burned by the fierce wind karmic fire, screaming and turning into charcoal.
The bodies burned beyond recognition by the fireballs were also drained of freshly thawed blood and gas, and preservatives were injected into various parts with syringes. Half of the burned skin is fixed with a gel β otherwise the delicate epidermis will peel off at any moment, revealing the hideous burned muscle. As for the other burns, they had to be covered with military uniforms and glue cut into the front half.
βpingοΌβ Having lost the shade of smoke, regimental 160mm mortars began to join the bombardment. Each time the Type 5 or 6 mortar was fired at the rear load, it would push the dirt behind the hoe up a few points. The muffled sound of the explosion propelled the heavy shells forward, but the sound of the explosion on the ground was several times better than the whistling rocket launcher. With loud noises and explosions, there will be no lumps of flesh within a radius of ten meters from the landing point of each shell.
The disposal of the remains in the middle door is much more convenient for the decorator. The arrow was pulled out, the horrific facial wound was covered with medical tape, and the facial expression was fixed with a thin fishing line and needle. Finally, treat his whole body with disinfectant and put on a new military uniform.
"Attention all guns! Ruler corrections! The azimuth remains the same, the firing range extends by one hundred and fifty, and the whole company has one shot, release! β
Through the continuous correction of the landing point by the unmanned reconnaissance aircraft, the accurate artillery fire can shoot into the middle of the slightly dense retreating team every time.
Fragments and waves of air flew, flames and red light danced together. It was the best funeral for both fighters.
ββ¦β¦ Our fathers, our brothers, who have gone through so much unnecessary bloodshed and sacrificed on the front lines, and who feels sorry for the unfinished life of any of them? Doniva was also dressed in a black suit at this time, giving a speech in front of the two coffins. β¦β¦ The enemy wants to destroy our good life, destroy our brothers, kill all our children, and enslave our sisters and daughters! We're going to make them pay for it with a thousand times their lives! β¦β¦β
"The enemy's magic has stopped...... "The soldiers and mages, as well as the forward commander, ran wildly in silence for half a minute, finally realizing the problem. It is true that in the heat wave, they played with mortars at a speed of life and death, and as soon as they stopped, they could no longer run.
ββ¦β¦ The enemy burned our good son, and we will let thousands of enemy soldiers atone for their sins in the flames! β¦β¦β
The two companies walked neatly and swiftly, holding guns and flashlights over the fire just now. There was a constant crunch under their boots, the same source of the smell of burnt air as the enemy soldiers who had just been forcibly cremated by phosphorus and aluminum incendiary bombs. Scattered all over the ground were piles of freshly cooled iron, molten iron that had been cooled by the hot reaction of the aluminum powder that had been brought into contact with it - of course, after burning through the puppet soldiers' and human soldiers' leather armor and chests.
ββ¦β¦ The enemy has broken the heads of our good fathers, and we will cleave their sinful heads with bayonets! β¦β¦β
The retreating vanguard army, which was slowly supporting each other, had lost all their heavy protection and shields, unaware of the real danger that was approaching them. The sound of footsteps was not louder in their ears than the echo of the shell explosions and screams just now.
It wasn't until the searchlights suddenly came on to illuminate them and their retreat that they noticed countless soldiers rushing out of the shadows. But only the lucky will see it. Most of them had no time to turn their heads before bullets were fired into their bodies.
The wand, sword, and gun didn't have time to be raised, and before the bow and arrow could be aimed, rows of bullets forcibly knocked down the guy who was still standing.
"Everyone, shoot flat! After a minute, I don't want to see the enemy's knees still bent! "The battalion commander uncharacteristically shouted to the two charging companies with electric horns before playing the recording of the persuasion to surrender." Shoot all the guys who are still standing! β
Shells kept popping out of the receiver. After the jump, a new bridge clamp will be pressed down from above. A burly two-handed swordsman was first shot through the chest, and his unbalanced body slowly fell forward. As a result, the bullet that followed slashed off his head again, and now the big guy was smashed backwards.
The two-handed swordsman's body slammed to the ground, kicking up the old high dust, and at the same time splashing the blood on the face of the commander behind him, who was perfectly attached to the ground. The salty blood splashed directly into his eyes, but he didn't even dare to wipe it. The gunfire had fallen silent, and he could faintly see in the shadow of blood that infantry with bayonets in front of their wands were walking through the pile of corpses.
"This is the new army of Elta! You have no choice, please immediately put your hands on your head and lie on the ground without unnecessary movements! Repeat, here it is ......"
ββ¦β¦ The invaders, captured by us, will work to death for our construction! "The speech reached its climax with the battlefield, and Doniva's voice seemed heavy and unequivocal." No one can stop us from becoming rich, no one can stop us from pursuing happiness! β
The monarch of the kingdom personally laid flowers and gave a speech to the two fallen soldiers, and after cremation, their coffins will be draped in Elta's tricolor flag and sent to the national cemetery by the lake as a state funeral ceremony. At that time, the ceremony will not only be attended by dignitaries from all walks of life, representatives of businessmen and martyrs, but will also be open to the public.
What was originally a sad thing has increased the cohesion of the whole people with the assistance of strong propaganda. It can only have this effect if it is sacrificed, and it sounds cruel, unmasculine, and inhumane - but it is important to remember the pain, and only after experiencing the pain will the memory of the pain be preserved, just as if you have to be vaccinated to get the virus yourself.
The thunder that had been resounding at the exit of the valley for nearly an hour had already reached Yourd's ears from the very beginning. He was directing the ascent of the troops at the top of the cliff at this time. It seems that the short-lived vanguard army and the heavy steel puppets have gone to die, and the northern route army team that wants to detour from the top of the mountain no longer needs this group of stupid big black coarse, so let them delay the energy and time to defend the enemy head-on!
The presence of the Wyvern Knights makes the cliffs easy to climb, and they are at the heart of this battle. The Wyvern carried the knight and a large number of ropes to the top of the cliff in the mountains on the south side of the valley, and the rider secured the ropes behind the cliffs, and then the Wyvern and the knight worked to send the still heavy little magic golem and the magician to the top of the cliff, and these tireless, magically strengthened little monsters pulled up the baskets and net bags carrying several soldiers. At this time, the wyvern was not idle, and continued to transport infantry from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the cliff.
This whimsy was carried out by the Wyvern Cavalry before the forward army began to pull out the camp. In other words, Yurde, who was watching with satisfaction as the soldiers climbed to the top of the hill one by one, did not pin his hopes that the forward troops would be able to break through the enemy lines. Rather, he believed that the enemy must have a reserve behind this thin line of defense. If the exhausted forward force does not continue to advance, it will soon be crushed by the next charge. If you continue to advance, you will be crushed by the enemy army on the way. In the end, the question becomes a question of how much time can be delayed.
The people who were pulled up in the order of the brigade and the squad quickly formed the original formation and followed the front team towards the mountain. The improvised plan had progressed very quickly so far, and Yurde continued to look down the hill, anxiously walking back and forth.
"Hurry up! Hurry up! "It was as if he had seen the light of a fire in the distance." The infantry who came up also helped pull the rope! On the double strands, a few more people sit in the basket! β
There was a different loud noise from the sky, and each blow seemed to shake the cliff. Yourd looked behind him at the soldiers and magicians waiting to be formed, and he could only make the worst decision in order to cover up the traces of this army.
"The vanguard has already received the enemy, and judging from the sound, it is a bad omen." He was sincerely entrusted with the task to his lieutenant, General Fayes. Fayers seemed to have understood that Yourd was going to let him lead the troops at the bottom of the cliff to lure the enemy out of the same way, and his heart was full of hatred.
"I will go down the mountain and evacuate with the twenty or thirty thousand soldiers and horses under the mountain. If our army can withdraw safely, please send the Wyvern to pick me up at Shield City. The success or failure of the Northern Route Army is entrusted to you. Yourde grimaced, and the words he uttered warmed Fayes's heart.
"Lord Yourde, I will live up to expectations!"
"Don't say polite words. Here are my seals and notes, take them all with you. Yourde patted the lieutenant on the shoulder. It's all about winning, and so are you, and so am I," Yourd said as he pointed in the direction of the strikers. "And so does he."
The rope was taken away by the infantry who had hidden in the forest, and the soldiers who fell to their feet on the way up the mountain were also carried to a distant place for burial, and the blood stains were buried by the floating soil specially collected. No one could tell that an army of tens of thousands of men had once passed over the cliff.
The remaining nearly 30,000 infantry at the foot of the hill burned the surplus tents and equipment, and quickly withdrew along the road they came. It doesn't matter if it's a remnant army or a piece of bait to attract time, run! Run as fast as possible! Despite the tired upper eyelids, I can only move on!
"The forward forces seem to be completely wiped out." Yurde sighed and tugged at the reins to move on.