WWXOM Lorraine raised the pistol flat, then gently pulled the trigger, and a crisp gunshot rang out.

In the next second, several cannons in the temple behind him roared at the same time, and orange flames several feet long erupted from the muzzles.

The roar of artillery fire was like a muffled thunder exploding at a low altitude, erupting from the gates of the temple, and the deafening sound was like the furious roar of a hellish beast, and it instantly spread throughout the entire battlefield.

In the silence, the Semitic army inside and outside the Vatino City suddenly heard a muffled thunder, and couldn't help but raise their heads to look in the direction where the sound came from.

It is the very center of the Vatino, the glorious Temple of Light.

There are people there, and humans are there~!

Immediately afterward, several strange screams were heard, as if something had torn through the air, and it flew rapidly through the air.

But when they looked up, they found nothing. Because the shells were discharged so quickly, only the sharpest of sights could reach the black spots in the sky that flashed away.

In the next second, a violent explosion was heard from a distance.

Boom, boom, boom......

In amazement, the people turned their heads to see behind them, a huge red light dancing and shining outside the city walls.

They are no strangers to those rays. Under the city of Delong, they had seen that kind of explosion before, but it was not so large.

Unlike the rest of the soldiers, General Werapland was at the rear of the battle formation, watching from afar, and he knew the power of the shells.

Orange-red sparks bloomed, blowing up the human body within a radius of more than ten meters, flying high, like rag dolls, stumps and broken arms were thrown indiscriminately.

Immediately after, black smoke billowed up, turning into the shape of mushrooms in the air.

Veraprani arrived here, not only surprised, but overjoyed.

Although he didn't know what the explosion was all about. But if there is resistance, it means that there is an enemy.

This holy city is not an empty city.

And at this time, the one who can stay in the Holy City is definitely the most important person on the mainland. Even if he is not a pope, at least he is a cardinal archbishop.

As if to confirm his guess, he immediately saw a huge golden cross battle flag slowly rising from the top of the Temple of Light.

Is that...... The Pope's Banner~!

That is, the Pope did not run away. She's still in the city~!

Immediately afterward, another flag was slowly raised.

The eagle above is lifelike, with eyes like electricity and wings spread. I want to spread my wings and fly out.

Although it was far away, through the telescope in his hand, he could still feel the murderous aura emanating from the flying eagle above the battle flag.

In particular, the golden lightning that the flying eagle still carried behind its butt showed the identity of the person it represented

That's the flag of Lorraine~!

The Terran Flying Eagle God of War.

His name can be said to be a tiger in the Semitic race, and it has become a taboo. At the beginning, he once entered the Semitic tribe alone and snatched the most beautiful princess of the Semitic tribe, and it was precisely because he snatched Princess Adling that he was qualified to be on his battle flag. Painted with the lightning bolt symbol of the Semitic royal race.

Needless to say, the Ruman Empire represented by the flying eagle on the battle flag is the mortal enemy of the Semitic people, and just the lightning embroidered under the battle flag is enough to make the Semitic men grit their teeth with hatred, hating to eat their flesh and sleep on their skin.

to those two flags. Veraprani suddenly had red eyes, pointed to the golden dome of the Great Temple, roared angrily, and said, "Attack, attack, attack with all your might~!"

The herald beside him immediately did not dare to slack off, hurriedly raised his horn, and then puffed out his cheeks. Blowing desperately.

Woo, woowoo......

The loud sound of the horn instantly resounded throughout the battlefield.

The Semitic officers also heard the order, waved their arms one after another, and shouted hysterically: "Attack~!"

"Kill~!"

The Semitic soldiers screamed at their throats and shouted, "Kill~!"

Rush to the Temple of Light in the heart of Vatino City.

The Vatino, which has no enemies, exudes unsettling weirdness, and those who have enemies are no longer afraid. All they had to do was rush up and kill all the enemies.

What's more, whether it is the Pope or Lorraine, those two people are all the coveted enemies of the Semitic people. And now, they are less than five hundred meters away from themselves.

If you don't rush up and catch them all at this time, when will you stay?

For a time, on the street facing the Temple of Light in Vatino City, the street was blocked, and the dense Semitic soldiers were excited, shouting, roaring, jumping, and rushing towards the Temple of Light.

The Semitic soldiers shouted and rushed to the Temple of Light, where only one human stood at the moment.

At this time, they all understood the identity of the person opposite.

At this time, he dared to face tens of thousands of troops alone, but he was proudly independent.

Lorraine, only Lorraine. It can only be Lorraine~!

Although this man was so powerful that even the undead high priest was not afraid, and the lich trembled in front of him, he was only one man.

No matter how powerful the paladins are, they can't stop the attack of tens of thousands of people.

"Kill, kill him~!"

"Break into the Great Temple~!"

“......”

For a while, the shouting and killing sound resounded through the sky like a tide~!

Mazovia, who was hiding in the Temple of Light, covered her ears to block the roaring artillery fire around her, and looked at the streets covered by tens of thousands of Semitic soldiers, all of them staring at blood-red eyes, spewing white droplets from the corners of their mouths, and rushing up with a crazy roar, and their legs trembled a little in fright.

Even the eight cannons in the temple roared at the same time did not hide the shouts of the Semitic soldiers charging out.

Mazovia saw only the figures of Lord Lorraine, Vera and a few dozen black-clothed security soldiers, and his heart kept trembling, if he hadn't known the consequences of escaping, he would have been a fool a long time ago.

There were already tens of thousands of Semitic soldiers on the street alone, and many more were turning the corner and rushing up.

Is Lord Lorraine going to stop them with just the dozens of people in front of him?

It's just a joke.

Mazovia's brain thought that this was impossible, facing the sea of people charging like a raging tide, unless the dozens of black-clothed soldiers in front of him were all archmages.

"What the hell is this master up to?" Mazovia looked at Lorraine's back, her heart beating out of her throat.

Lord Lorraine was very calm, and even laughed as he watched tens of thousands of Semitic soldiers rushing down the street.

Holding a revolver hanging from his lap. His eyes were calm as he watched the approaching Semitic soldiers.

500 meters...... 400 meters...... 300 meters...... 200 meters......

On the palace gate of the Papal Palace on one side, on the top of the hall engraved with a large relief, more than ten meters from the ground, several figures sit or stand, some ride on the demon statue that sticks out of the half, some squat on the narrow platform in front of the relief, and some hold their hands in front of their chests, leaning next to the relief statue of the Three Sages.

No one paid attention to them at all in the heat of the battlefield. No one knows how they got up either.

These people are young and handsome, with extraordinary temperaments, and they all have a playful expression on their faces at the moment, with a disdainful expression on their faces. Looking at the Semitic soldiers who were rushing under their feet,

and, in stark contrast to the dense crowd, the sparse figure of the Temple of Light.

"Interesting, how is that kid going to defeat these people?"

"He's very calm, there must be something to do. ”

"I'm not like that. ”

"At a critical moment, do you want to help? This job pays well, and I don't want my employer to hang up. ”

"Didn't you notice that Sister Vera was very relaxed? You, you, she still had time to eat hazelnut cake. ”

"Uh...... Old York Snack Shop. It costs ten silver coins for a piece, this girl is really rich~!"

"That's not the point, the enemy is about to rush through four hundred feet. ”

"Wait, what's that?"

While the puppies were chatting, the Semitic strikers had already rushed to the large square in front of the temple.

In another half minute at most, they could rush to the Temple of Light and drown Lorraine in a sea of people. At this moment, several groups of figures appeared from both sides of the temple.

They rolled out several strange carts covered with tarpaulins and came to the edge of the temple.

Immediately, the officers and soldiers of the Eagle Division unhurriedly ripped off the tarpaulin in front of them, revealing a yellow and clear monster that was covered.

Ten steel pipes the thickness of a child's arm form a ring, attached to a gleaming brass-colored cylinder at the back, flanked by a crank.

The whole strange machine was mounted on a two-wheeled bracket, pointing at the rapidly approaching Semites.

A young Eagle Division officer raised his arm and shouted, "Reload~!"

The soldier took out a long, narrow metal box from the wooden box, which had been prepared long ago. Accurately inserted vertically into the brass cylinder.

The tall, burly orc soldier flicked his hat and spat twice into his palm, then rubbed his hands together vigorously, reaching out with both hands, holding the handle firmly with one hand and the crank with the other. A rough voice shouted, "Number one is ready." ”

"No. 2 is ready~!"

“......”

"The twelfth is ready~!"

The officer looked at the Semitic soldiers a hundred meters away with an indifferent expression, waved his arm downward, and shouted: "Fire~!"

The orc soldier pressed down the crank fiercely, turning it at a speed that had been trained a thousand times.

With a dense "snap" sound like hail falling to the ground, ten round barrels began to rotate, and the muzzles of the guns spit out flames and white smoke in turn.

Bullets shot out of the chamber of the gun, shining with a fiery red light in the air, looking from afar, like a long whip.

Twelve machine guns spewed long tongues of fire in a huge fire, and bullets whistled into the Semitic army.

At such a close distance, the machine gunner did not need to aim at all, and the warhead would always hit a target.

Bullets flying at speeds of sound would lightly penetrate the armor of Semitic soldiers, then charge into their bodies and tumble, wrangling muscles and internal organs.

Blood splattered high, and the Semitic soldiers who rushed to the front fell in two columns in an instant, as if they had been cut by a sharp scythe.

The soldiers behind didn't understand what had happened, and before they could step over the corpse of the fallen soldier, they felt as if they had been slammed into by something, and their bodies trembled and fell to the ground.

The Semitic soldiers rushed forward frantically, and at the same time, the whole row fell down, and even some of the soldiers suddenly blew their heads off, but their bodies were still running, until they rushed two steps forward, and then fell to the ground suddenly.

A layer of corpses soon piled up on the street. Completely cover the blue and white streets.

At a rate of fire of 300 rounds per minute, a magazine of 40 rounds will run out in a matter of seconds.

The off-hand immediately pulled out the empty magazine and reloaded it in less than a second.

Because of the incessant firing, each machine gun emitted a large amount of white smoke, even enveloping the machine gun and the shooters in white smoke.

The Semitic soldiers who rushed to the front were surprised as the soldiers in front of them fell to the ground one by one, and before they even reached the enemy, the bullets tore through their bodies before they could even think of fleeing.

The Semitic soldiers who were stuck behind could only hear the dense "popping" sound of fried beans. Something had happened in front of them, and they still lunged forward with their heads down.

The Semitic people were still moving forward under the strafing fire of machine guns, and two or more layers of corpses were quickly piled up on the ground, so that the Semitic soldiers who rushed up saw the corpses covering the ground for the first time. They were all stunned.

Then the machine gun swept over them mercilessly.

Whether it was Mazovia, or the lively dragons on the top of the gate of the Papal Palace, they were all stunned at the moment, and in front of their eyes, there was a strange and chilling scene on the battlefield, the Semitic soldiers shouted and slammed themselves into the muzzle of the gun, and people in front kept falling, and people in the back continued to rush up, and then fell again. Re-rush ......

It's as if they're happy to die.

In just a few minutes, the main road facing the Temple of Light was covered with corpses, so that the Semites who rushed up didn't even have a place to put their feet.

As they staggered in horror and shook among the corpses of their comrades, bullets would turn them into new corpses.

Soldiers in chain mail will even be shot through by bullets, and then the shattered bullets will burrow into the bodies of the hapless ones behind them, and the dead Semitic soldiers will not know what weapon they are facing.

And this was just the beginning of their nightmare.

More than 50,000 Semitic soldiers entered the Vatino, scattered throughout the western half of the city.

As they swarmed towards the Temple of Light. A window suddenly opened on the bunker that was piled up like construction debris at the corner of the street, and a machine gun protruded from it, immediately protruding from the tongue of fire and firing fiercely at the crowded Semitic soldiers.

In the houses on both sides of the street, the walls of the semi-basement, two feet above the ground, were suddenly pierced open, revealing a gap of inches square, and the muzzles of black holes the thickness of thumbs protruded from them. Shoot from the side at the Semitic people who are close at hand.

The shotguns erupted from the muzzle of the guns into dozens of steel balls that spilled into the crowd. Pump-action shotguns that use paper shells have a very high rate of fire and are as lethal as machine guns at close range.

And the Semitic closest to the muzzle of the gun is not even more than a meter, and every time a shot goes down, there will always be two or three people hit.

Steel balls directly tear through their bodies, or break their hands and feet. For a moment, stumps and blood were splattered all over the ground.

I don't know when a group of black-clothed soldiers appeared on the roofs on both sides, they were bent on their waists, carrying rifles more than a meter long in their hands, and they jumped on the roof with agility. Then he either lay on the roof, or got down on one knee, or even stood indifferently, and aimed his rifle at the Semitic at his feet and pulled the trigger.

The round-headed rifle bullet hit the human body, and it was only a small hole when it entered, but it came out with a big hole like a bowl of Lanzhou ramen, as long as it hit the human body, it was a one-shot death, and if it hit the limbs, it was immediately a clean amputation.

The people in front of them fell in rows, and the two sides were attacked by double attacks from the top of their heads and from the ground, and more importantly, the humans could attack them with impunity and slaughter them. And they can't hit humans at all.

In just ten minutes, the Semitic soldiers collapsed.

"Retreat, retreat~!"

"They have the devil's weapon in their hands, run fast, run. ”

“......”

They howled in horror and turned around and ran back, but the bullets kept chasing after them, and the sound of swishing kept ringing from their voices, and every second someone fell to the ground screaming.

The moats and bunkers that Lorraine had built in the city came into play.

No matter where the Semitics charged, there were always bunkers and firing points in front of them, and the trenches and fortifications that had just been empty were now occupied by Eagle Division soldiers armed with shotguns and rifles, and machine guns were frantically pouring bullets on the Semitic soldiers.

After leaving the corpses behind, the Semitic army withdrew from the main road facing the Temple of Light.

The machine guns had long since stopped firing, and gray-white smoke wafted in front of the temple door, a choking smell lingering for a long time.

The scene in front of her surprised Lorraine herself.

The corpses started from a few dozen meters away from the temple, covering the street two or three hundred meters away, stacked in several layers, and even the flower beds were filled with corpses.

From 300 meters back, the corpses on the ground were a little more sparse, but still uncountable.

The dragon people who were lively on the side looked at each other in shock, and they were speechless in a daze.

Although tens of thousands of Semites were not taken seriously by them, they could not do it if they could make so many corpses and defeat a large army in a matter of minutes.

And what did this qiē was just a few strange machines and two or three thousand humans in ambush.

There was no hand-to-hand combat from beginning to end, and no human race came out to attack the Semitic army.

So much so that someone whispered and said: Where is this still war, it is clearly a killing race.

Immediately, when they looked at Lorraine, who had been standing still and standing tall in front of the door, their faces changed a little.

This man is ruthless, he is really an out-and-out ruthless man~!

Lord Lorraine's face was as calm as ever, as if it was not thousands of corpses but a piece of straw that fell in front of him.

They didn't know that Lord Lorraine suddenly remembered that in the Battle of Verdun, those French soldiers who charged with German machine guns were not also killed in the middle of the road like turkeys.

Lorraine, who already knew the result, was quite calm at the moment, and their fate had been sealed since the Semitic soldiers entered the city.

This is a battle that does not belong to the same era.

Lord Lorraine spent millions of gold coins to arm the Eagle Master with a modern level, for the sake of this effect.

The officer commanding the machine gun was satisfied with the results in front of him, and muttered with emotion: "This is much more enjoyable than fighting straw men, units, report." ”

"Fault No. 3. ”

"Fault No. 4. ”

"Fault number seven. ”

"Eleventh malfunction. ”

Hearing the report in his ear, Lord Lorraine couldn't help but shrug his shoulders, the failure rate of the machine gun was still high.

"Moreover, the copper shell fixed ammunition is too expensive~!"

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