"Whoever is a deserter will be killed!" The Iron Wing soldier said fiercely. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

There will be no tolerance for deserters, and once someone flees from the battle, they will surely collapse in front of them.

"Shoot! Shoot! Shoot like crazy! ”

Yes, all the servants have to do is keep shooting, and distribute boxes of bullets to pile up at the mercenary soldiers' feet, and they only need to grab a handful when they run out.

The Iron Wing soldiers can't just command, now it's their turn to play.

A batch of machine guns and rockets was specially sent to restrain the cavalry charge.

Choosing a slightly higher position, five machine guns were erected, a chain of bullets was pulled out of the magazine and loaded in the chamber.

Sudden ......

In an instant, five tongues of fire erupted, turning bullets into straight lines and flying sideways.

The fire of the machine guns far exceeded that of the rifles, and the armor of the cavalry pierced through directly, ignoring the defense at all.

The cavalry in the charge was like an invisible blade cutting over them, and the mount was shot and fell, and the cavalry even had a blood hole in the body, and the blood kept flowing out, lying on the ground and wailing in pain.

But the cavalry numbered more than a thousand, and the speed was very fast, and they were rapidly approaching the trenches.

Ignoring the death of his comrades, as long as he can break through the defense, it is a sign of victory in the war.

In fact, when fighting and fighting, when a group of cavalry charged, it was difficult to see the death of the cavalry around them, and the speed of staring directly at the speed of the blink of an eye, there was no way to care about the fallen people, so they could only charge forward with one force, only in close combat, when they entered the melee, they found that they were too weak, and they had the possibility of retreating and fleeing.

"Gunner!"

Looking at the cavalry that was getting closer and closer, it was necessary to let the gunners with strong fire play.

After all, rockets are not bullets, and there are more than 100 of them, and the five gunners each hold 25 of them, and are responsible for the last line of defense.

Carry the barrel on your shoulders and aim at the cavalry who are rushing to the front.

Boom Boom Boom !!

Five rockets flew out, hitting five positions, and the flames engulfed the cavalry all around.

The furious flames startled the mount and stopped the charge.

The cavalry who followed behind all flashed with fear in their eyes, the explosion was too terrifying.

The gunners did not stop, and another round of rocket bombardment killed a group of cavalry, causing the opposing cavalry to turn around and retreat.

"Don't stop, the rockets keep bombarding!"

If you have a slight advantage, you will have to take advantage of the victory to pursue.

The sound of bombardment was like a flowering everywhere, and huge flames burst out, blasting the momentum of the Three-Eyed soldiers to nothing, and even more bullets that could not be caught by the naked eye kept harvesting lives.

"Run!"

The Three-Eyed Clan had a psychological breakdown and ran back without care, which led to more soldiers fleeing.

The black flame cracked, and he was speechless with resentment.

Now the whole army is scattered and snooping, and it is completely impossible to organize itself, only caring about his life, and his order is to fart, and no one will pay attention to him.

"Retreat! Fall back! "Black Flame Crack is not allowed to give orders.

The main reason is that the threat of rockets is too great, and the deterrent effect is too strong.

After receiving the retreat order, the Three-Eyed army didn't care about the formation at all, and only thought about running past the people around them, and surviving was the first task.

At the same time, the Iron Wing troops reacted, how could it be so easy to let the enemy escape.

"The servants obeyed the order, loaded their equipment belts with bullets, and rushed out of the trenches to pursue the enemy!"

The servants had a simple cloth bag belt on their bodies, which was used to load bullets, and quickly grabbed a few bullets into the cloth bag, and jumped out of the trenches one after another, running while loading and shooting, biting the enemy's rear.

The army of the Three-Eyed Clan wears metal armor or armor, which is naturally extremely physically demanding, and a lot of physical strength is used up when marching in formation, and now there is not much physical strength left, on the contrary, the servants are all wearing cloth clothes, only the rifle and bullets are a little heavy, but they are still very light, and they are lying in the trenches, and they do not need much physical action, and they will definitely be able to keep up with the enemy.

Moreover, this place is the Wild Thunder City, and the garrison tribes have been equipped with iron wings, and there are twenty-five soldiers, five of whom are machine gunners, and the rest are equipped with rifles, showing firepower that can be said to be a hundred times more than that of the servants.

The iron wings stretched out and soared through the sky, like twenty-five giant birds.

The speed of flying, naturally, is more than the speed of running on two legs, and he will soon dare to be in front of the Three-Eyed Clan's army.

Rifles and machine guns, tongues of fire whistling from the muzzles, bullets raining down like fire, not to mention, a wide view of the sky.

During the flight, the Three-Eyed soldiers kept falling to the ground and died, so frightened that the fleeing soldiers couldn't stop their tracks, and when they looked up at the sky, they saw that there were enemies blocking them.

"Archers, knock them down." Black Flame Crack commanded.

The scattered archers began to prepare for a counterattack, but alas, five machine gunners, the muzzles were already aimed at them.

The bullets were fired in a dense and frenzied manner, the dust was raised, and the continuous wailing was so frightened that the archers continued to flee, not daring to stand still and wait for death.

For a time, the upper air was blocked, the rear was pursued, and the Three-Eyed army was miserable, and the number was constantly decreasing.

"Lay down your arms, surrender or kill!"

"Lay down your arms, surrender or kill!"

"Lay down your arms, surrender or kill!"

After about ten minutes of pursuit, the psychological defense line of the Three-Eyed Clan army completely collapsed, and a soldier of the Iron Wing Force took out a bullhorn to persuade him to surrender.

The panicked Three-Eyed Clan discarded their weapons and chose to surrender, knowing very well in their hearts that no matter how they escaped, they couldn't avoid the pursuit, and moreover, the physical exertion was a little unsupportable, and if they didn't surrender, it would be the result of the annihilation of the whole army.

Soon, the servants surrounded him, pointing their rifles at the surrendered Three-Eyed Clan to prevent a sneak attack and resistance.

"I'm not reconciled, and I have the ability to fight me head-on." Black Flame Crack said resentfully.

Strange combat style, he felt that the other party was invincible, and if he fought head-on, the Three-Eyed Clan would never lose.

Dodo...

Of course, the soldiers of the Iron Wing Force could not ignore his demands, and the war had been won, so they would not allow the other side to talk about demands.

After a point shot, the Black Flame Crack Mount was killed, and he rolled over and rolled down, getting up in embarrassment, with unquenchable hatred in his eyes, still very stubborn.

"Give you two choices, either die or become a prisoner." A Flying Clan was very proud.

"I..."

It is difficult for him to choose, the Black Flame Clan is a big force, and he is one of the direct high-level leaders, his dignity does not allow him to surrender and become a prisoner, but in his heart, who doesn't want to live, everyone understands the truth that it is better to die than to live.

"It's tough, I'll fulfill you." The Flying Clan sneered.

The Iron Wing troops don't care about the life or death of the Three-Eyed Clan, and they are all thrown into the pit to mine, so what's the point of one more or less.

"No, I choose to surrender." Black Flame Crack immediately spoke.

In the end, the desire to survive overcame dignity, and he thought in his heart that when the time came, the Three-Eyed Clan would definitely be able to rescue him, and the humiliation he suffered would be returned to them.