Chapter 130: opponent

"Boom!" As the giant horse cavalry hit the road, an intruding explosion sounded, and the surrounding knights turned on their backs. The comrades behind them could not stop advancing or detour, and stepped on these unlucky ones who fell to the ground Past.

"Boom!" Before these knights could think much, more explosions appeared around them. Every step forward seemed to have to pay a huge price. One after another knights fell and fell, and their companions stepped into the dirt. in.

At the beginning, everyone thought that these explosions were shelling by the mortals of Ailan Hill, but as the explosions became more and more accurate, everyone realized that they were attacking them, not from the shells above their heads. It comes from the soil under their feet.

Except for the destroyed and incomplete barbed wire, except for the Alanhill grenadiers, who are only a small group of troops lingering, there are other things in the mud attacking them. These weapons exploded in the ground. The raised stones and iron pieces are more lethal...

But what can we do if we realize this? They don't have time to stop and check the ground under their feet. They can only keep moving forward until they get out of this dead area.

What is regrettable is that the soldiers of Ailan Hill will naturally not give up this opportunity for revenge and grievance. They desperately fired behind the minefield, just like the infantry of the first world war on the earth. We did that.

They used machine guns to slaughter those enemies who tried to cross the death zone, causing them to pay ten or even a hundred times the price. When the giant horse cavalry broke through the minefield defense line, crossed the tattered barbed wire, and rushed in front of the Ailan Hill soldiers, these brave grenadiers had already emptied their ammunition and were showing mocking eyes. Look at these enemies of the Holy Demon Empire.

"Come on! Bastards! We have no bullets! It's up to you now!" A bearded Ailan Hill soldier with a bayonet yelled to the knights on the surrounding giant horse: "I'm not afraid of you!"

"Huh!" A giant horse cavalry chanted fireball and ended the brave mortal's life with flames. They passed by the burning corpse and continued to attack the second Ailan Hill line of defense.

As they stormed the Ailan Hill line of defense, in the sky, the fleet of golden eagles painted on its wings was searching for their target above the clouds. They bypassed the fierce battlefield and searched for the target they were looking for. .

"Have you found the target? Confirmed, did you find the target?" In the radio, a voice anxiously urged, above the sky, a huge fleet of aircraft was entering the battlefield.

The pilot overlooking the ground pressed the communicator and answered the question from the ground command center: "Okay, I see the target! It has been confirmed! The target has been found!"

"Repeat confirmation! It is indeed the target, right?" In the ground command, the officer in charge of this attack mission confirmed again.

"Yes, as long as you are not blind, you can easily find those fools!" The pilot who flew the plane replied helplessly while looking at the huge magic circle next to each other on the ground.

Those filled with dragon blood gathered a dense crowd of magicians around the magic circle outlined on the open ground. It was as eye-catching as a huge bull's-eye drawn on the ground, familiar to all attack aircraft pilots.

They have been practicing attacking targets like this: diving, and then throwing bombs hung under their wings onto the exercise targets drawn on the ground. It's just that now the target has been replaced with the same round magic circle, and it is still shining with a light blue light, just as eye-catching as a torch.

"Go down! Let them shut up forever!" In the slightly bumpy plane, the pilot glanced at his dashboard and commanded loudly to the friendly plane behind him.

The Il-2 attack planes arranged in a dense attack formation began to dive down from the clouds one after another. On the bombs mounted under the wings, the warnings of light handling and release were looming in the white clouds.

"Free attack! Don't let any of these bastards! They are attacking our compatriots! Fire! Fire!" In the radio, the commander's voice sounded, and Elan Raymond pointed his bomb sight on the ground. A huge magic circle swooped over quickly.

His plane was bumping slightly in the airflow, which was nothing more than normal for him. For the past month, he has carried out such a dive attack every day without interruption.

"Om!" A magician who was singing magic raised his head and saw the small black spots in the sky that were constantly approaching. He frowned to see exactly what the black spot was, and then he saw that the black spot kept getting bigger, and finally extended his wings.

Immediately afterwards, before he could make any response, the little black dot that extended its wings showed a more hideous face. In the sun, under the wings of this Il-2 attack aircraft were large bombs, which looked majestic.

"That's not ours!" He subconsciously wanted to remind people around him to avoid quickly, but it was too late. The huge bomb broke away from the wing of the Il-2 attack aircraft piloted by Elan Raymond, and then continued to rush towards its target along the dive path of the aircraft.

Dive bombing itself has a very powerful attack accuracy, and the ground performance of the Il-2 attack aircraft is the best among attack aircraft, so these bombs that fall from the sky are very accurate, just like precision guidance.

The ground was full of legions of wizards, and there was a magic circle that was almost as small as a bull's-eye. There are pallets carrying giant dragon corpses everywhere, and huge monsters dragging these pallets. They are simply perfect targets for air force bombing.

Therefore, Yilan Raymond felt extremely relaxed. He drove his plane to shoot the ground with a 20mm cannon, leaving two **** roads filled with dust in the crowd of magicians.

Like a fence running over the ground, the hordes of magicians had no time to look up at the sky before they were shattered by the oncoming cannonballs. It is quite cruel that the aircraft cannon on the Il-2 attack plane hits a person's body, even with magical defenses, it can't stop this ammunition from constantly rampaging in the crowd.

The bomb he threw exploded at the edge of the crowd, destroying the magic circle and blowing up a piece of magician. The Holy Magic Empire Magic Legion, which had never thought that it would be attacked by a mortal air force, paid a heavy price for its underestimation.

"Call back the dragon knight! Otherwise, we will be all over!" The headed magician shouted angrily as he watched the destruction of his magicians. It is a pity that the Dragon Knight is now fighting with the me-109 fighter, and can't get out of it for a while.

Or to be more pessimistic, whether these dragon knights can retreat or not, now seems to be an unknown number. Although Ailan Hill’s air force fighter force has lost more than 30 fighters, the dragon knight army of the Holy Demon Empire has obviously lost. Some more.

About 150 dragon knights were shot down, which is about half of the dragon knights participating in the attack. The dragon knight troops commanded by the three great knight commanders were crushed, and they were now fighting their own enemies, which they could not guarantee.

"Goodbye!" whispered, Yilan Raymond pulled the trigger for firing, and the Il-2 attack plane, which had circled in the air, fired on the ground again, and the tracer shot directly into the crowd. Two straight lines of blood were left in the mage's array.

On the ground, the mages who had become panicked held up their hands and released various magic to the sky. Their fireball skills and lightning bolts have indeed caused trouble for the attacking aircraft. They can drop the bombs while avoiding these attacks, and the accuracy can't be guaranteed at all.

The losses on both sides were rising rapidly, and an Il-2 attack plane lost control and crashed into the crowd of magicians. The huge wings smashed into a sea of ​​blood among the crowd, **** making the surrounding people have the urge to vomit.

In fact, the magician forces of the Holy Demon Empire can fire on targets in the sky. In fact, they do need to defend against dragon knights from other magic empires. It's just that they have never prepared to deal with the air force of the Mortal Empire, so they were a little insufficient for a while.

Soon they organized an effective defense, turning this one-sided slaughter into a dangerous war of attrition: attack aircraft poured ammunition on the ground, and the mages shot down the enemies that were constantly swooping down.

When Yilan Leimeng lost his bombs and left the battlefield with fruitful victories, behind him, on the position of the magician troops of the Holy Demon Empire, only the thick smoke was visible.

Whether it is the Holy Demon Empire or Ailan Hill, they underestimated the strength of the opponent. In just one morning of fighting, the losses on both sides made their commanders dumbfounded.

"General Lester has given the order to retreat, and the first and second lines of defense have all been abandoned..." A communications officer stood in front of the commander of the 2nd Division, stood up and saluted and said: "The artillery unit has begun to retreat. Up."

"Remember today's shame, gentlemen." The commander of the 2nd Division suppressed his own voice and said uncomfortably: "We have become the entire Ailan Hill, the first unit to be retreated by the enemy..."

"Including the troops of the garrison, we lost almost 20,000 people in one morning... Is this the true strength of the magic empire? It is really very strong." He looked at the still burning position in the distance and smiled bitterly. Acknowledged the greatness of the opponent.

And on the other side of the burning land, or on that high ground, the commander of the Holy Demon Empire listened to the loss report with a green expression, and also bitterly admitted the strength of his opponent: "It is really worthy of admiration. Opponent...We think we are ready for war, but now it seems that we underestimate the enemy."