In the dark sky, artillery fire was overwhelming.

Ten years later, the air force battle is not much different from ten years ago, it is still the fire of artillery and the staggering of fighters.

Every time the artillery hits the target, a brilliant fireball erupts in the night sky, illuminating the surrounding battlefield.

Compared to a decade ago, today's war is only a better ship and more powerful artillery.

Without the positioning of the geostationary satellite, both sides in the battle seem to have returned to the war of primitive society, and can only rely on the calculation of the brain and the ability of the commander to decide the direction of the battlefield.

On the bridge of the other side, Zhao Xiaomeng calmly commanded the flying aircraft carrier to strike at all the enemy's military targets, and at the same time sent many escort fighters.

Under the command of her prophet, who could almost be called the Prophet of the Enemy, the Evil God Army, lacking a demigod formation, was vulnerable and vulnerable.

Every time a cannon fire falls, you can basically shoot down an enemy ship.

These shells under the command of Zhao Xiaomeng personally ordered were basically unmistakable, and after only ten minutes of fighting, the fighter group of the Evil God Army suffered heavy losses, and countless fighters exploded into balls of fireball after ball in mid-air.

Such a loss figure was difficult for the command of the Evil God Army to accept.

He was sweating profusely as he watched his troops being defeated and retreating, and was blown up by enemy artillery fire one after another, and he was extremely anxious.

Dense sweat did not satisfy his forehead, and even his clothes were wet with sweat.

Sitting on the bridge of the flagship, he was like sitting on pins and needles on the stove, and he was extremely uncomfortable.

Desperately commanding his troops to try to turn the tide of the battle, the commander could only watch as all his counterattacks were neutralized by local downplay.

The feeling that every step of the plan has been seen through by the enemy and prepared to deal with it is powerless and hopeless.

A heavy fist slammed into the chair, and the commander stood up in anger. Gnash one's teeth.

"Hold them off for me! Pestering them at all costs! Waiting for Lord Shiyin and Lord Yun Tianming to support! ”

In the No. 13 Floating City, which is not far from here, Yun Tianming and the others, who have broken through the city, have already learned about the battlefield situation here and understand the crisis of their follow-up troops.

Therefore, they did not fall in love with the war, nor did they kill too much of the 13th Floating City, and left the city directly after rescuing the Ten Seals, and did not choose to bomb the Floating City.

For Yun Tianming. The security of your follow-up forces is more important.

As for a remote ordinary small floating city, the population is not much, even if it is blown up, it will not be of great benefit, there is no need to lose a big one because of a small one.

High in the dark sky, the wind was blowing, and supersonic fighters pierced the sky and flew to the center of the battle.

At the top of the fighters in front, there was a figure standing coldly, standing expressionlessly above the supersonic flying fighters, ignoring the strong pressure brought by high-speed flight.

Ordinary humans have long since turned into exploding flesh and blood under this terrible wind pressure. But they were unscathed, not even a single hair was blown off.

The karmic fire red lotus cloud Tianming, the arrogance of one of the Seven Dead Apostles, and the power of the reborn Ten Seals, Jia'er Ruth, the gathering of the three demigods, will form an unrivaled force, enough to sweep away the enemies in front of them.

This time, in order to rescue the imprisoned Ten Seals, the Evil God Army can be said to have suffered heavy casualties.

The Seven Dead Apostles sacrificed three. Of the four dead apostles who went out with the army this time, only Arrogance was left intact.

As for rage and gluttony, Seyu is dead, and not even a body has been found. This was really a bit unexpected by Yun Tianming.

"Catch up with the Beyond and take down that aircraft carrier!"

After rescuing Shiyin and resurrecting Jia'er Ruth, Yun Tianming gave such an order.

For him, the main strategic goal this time was to save the Ten Seals, and then surround the reinforcements to try to break the fifty-first game.

But now the reinforcements were not defeated, but they sacrificed three dead apostles. Such an outcome was unacceptable to him.

Even if one of the three dead apostles sacrificed is not even a demigod-level combat power, the other two are not too strong, and the reborn magical girl Jia'er Ruth is enough to match the strength of the seven dead apostles combined, but the loss of high-end combat power still makes him heartbroken.

"This time we're on the march. You can't leave empty-handed! ”

The three demigods shot at the same time, and he didn't believe that the Other Side could still defy the sky!

As flawed man-made demigods, the Seven Dead Apostles' combat power is indeed not comparable to that of real demigods, let alone the best of the demigods.

But as the power of the evil god, he is different from Jia'er Ruth, even if he is a demigod, he can occupy a place.

The power of the two evil gods shot at the same time, and a mere aircraft carrier on the other side was just a turtle in an urn.

Therefore, Yun Tianming ordered the commander of the Evil God Army not to seek meritorious service and kill the enemy, but only to ask the other party to drag the other side and not let him escape.

It's just obvious that Zhao Xiaomeng also quickly learned the specific movements of Yun Tianming and his party.

The miniature robots that she scattered all the way were scattered in the dark sky, and quickly monitored the situation that Yun Tianming and the others were coming, and transmitted them to the bridge of the Other Shore.

According to the information from the monitor, the current distance between the two sides was roughly calculated, Zhao Xiaomeng shook his head, and his fingers subconsciously tapped on the desktop in front of him, and issued a new order.

"The reactor is running at full speed, ready to leave."

"The starboard battery is ready to receive our fighters for landing."

"The artillery fire on the port side was aimed at the direction of ten o'clock, and the artillery fire was suppressed...... Yes, that's it, create opportunities for friendly forces......"

Under Zhao Xiaomeng's dispatch and command, the escort fleet of the Other Shore, which was originally pressed by the Evil God Army's fighter group, began to shrink its formation, and successively withdrew to the deck and the inside of the Other Shore.

Such a move was seen by the commander of the Evil God Army, who immediately understood that the enemy was about to flee, and immediately gritted his teeth and commanded his troops to launch a suicide attack to the death.

Not to kill or wound the enemy, but to slow down the retreat of the Other Shore.

In the sky, more and more fireballs erupted.

With the change in the command strategy of the commander of the Evil God Army, the number of fighters that fell in just three minutes was even more than in the previous ten minutes, and this number is still climbing rapidly.

But they are not without achievements.

In the face of the hysterical suicide attack of the Evil God Army, Zhao Xiaomeng also had a headache.

Although the artillery covering and blocking of the vast majority of enemy ships under command of the Beyond Shore, a small number of fish still escaped the net, becoming the most helpless suicide bomber.

Each time it collided, it directly crashed into the energy barrier of the Other Shore, and a layer of dazzling fire erupted above the barrier.

A few minutes later, the crooked Beyond barely escaped the battlefield, but it left several large holes in the hull, which looked a little shocking.

And the assault fleet cluster of the Evil God Army was completely wiped out. (To be continued.) )