Chapter 588 Changes in the main battle legion!

As the saying goes, if there are tens of thousands of people, there is no limit.

The soldiers of the auxiliary legion faced 30,000 elite infantrymen in full armor, shields and swords.

Although the automatic rifle loaded with jet bullets in his hand is quite powerful, basically one shot is enough to kill one person.

But in the face of the constant influx of people, the constant rain of arrows falling from the sky, and the occasional shells, flames, strong winds, and ground thorns, they still fell into a difficult and hard battle.

Their fingers barely left the triggers, and bright flames burst out crazily from the muzzles. Coupled with the few heavy machine guns, mortars and grenades on their waists, they barely prevented the opponent from approaching the defense line for fifty meters. Inside.

However, the alchemists in the opponent's team actually began to create stone walls or iron walls on the spot to provide temporary defensive facilities for the surrounding infantry.

I have to say that from this point of view alone, alchemy is indeed quite convenient and easy to use.

The key is that they have no other energy consumption except the physical consumption during activities, because most alchemy uses the natural energy generated during the movement of the earth's crust.

The reason why I say most of them is because it is said that the "Stigmata Alchemist" can guide the power within the "Gate of Truth" and no longer needs to rely on the existence of the alchemy array.

However, not many people really know what it is, because there is currently only one ‘Stigmata Alchemist’ in the entire Alkme Kingdom.

In short, there is no so-called "blue bar limit" for alchemists, only "physical limit".

"Although the firearms of those intruders are powerful, we can get close to them through the layers of steel walls!"

"The carbon, silicon manganese, phosphorus, and sulfur under the earth are inexhaustible, but the opponent's ammunition is limited, and they can't use up ours!"

"When their ammunition is almost exhausted, it will be our turn to slaughter them with our swords!"

An older-looking alchemist in white robes squatted on the ground, pressing his palms firmly on the circular array that emitted wisps of electricity, and continued to restore the two layers of steel in front of him that had been damaged by the attacks of their respective shells. wall.

Hundreds of infantrymen around him listened silently to his loud preaching.

They had suffered heavy casualties from "jet bombs" before, and their morale was naturally severely damaged. After all, the shields and armors in their hands could no longer give them a sense of security.

But now the alchemists used their own abilities to block all the metal jets. This made the morale of the infantry quickly recover, and the panic on their faces gradually calmed down.

rear.

When the archers were about to run out of arrows, they saw a dozen white-robed alchemists nearby, using capped pens to draw circular alchemical formations on the ground.

When the bright electric light dissipated, the originally flat ground sunk into a large pit, and the pit was filled with metal arrows.

This is the way of war in alchemical civilization!

[Boom, boom, boom, boom.]

At this moment, the alchemists and infantrymen hiding behind the steel walls heard a strange roar amid the sound of gunfire.

At first no one paid much attention, but as the sound became more and more obvious, some people began to look cautiously at what was happening behind the steel wall.

This sight made their eyes widen immediately.

"what is that?!"

More and more alchemists and infantry saw black soldiers riding strange machines, rushing over from the gaps between the black trucks.

The green-clad soldiers who had fought with them before were excitedly providing them with fire cover. The most obvious change was that the already dense gunfire became more manic.

"Enemy attack!"

"Are they going to fight us in close combat?"

"madness!"

"Let them see what it means to be a warrior!"

The infantry of the Kingdom of Alkme were not surprised but overjoyed. What they hated most was the enemy's various long-range attacks, so they were eager for someone to have a happy hand-to-hand combat with them.

In this way, even if he dies, he can die with honor.

at once.

Some of the infantrymen hiding behind the steel wall rushed out yelling.

But they saw those black-clothed soldiers riding mechanical vehicles jumping into the air on the way, allowing the mechanical vehicles to drive alone, knocking over an unprepared infantryman.

Then they took this opportunity to quickly approach from the air and launch their respective offensives.

"Breath of the rock, eight punches!"

An army captain with a black fist on his hand swung his fist hard at the shield of a silver-armored infantryman before he even landed.

Suddenly.

With a loud clang, the shield shattered from the point of contact, forming a shock wave that spread out and pushed away other infantrymen who were trying to attack with swords.

"Shourou!"

"brisket!"

Another army major wearing a black coat first kicked three infantrymen away before landing, then turned around and kicked out four more infantrymen with a sweep.

While vomiting blood and flying around, these infantrymen knocked over several infantrymen behind them.

Interestingly.

The Army Major's every kick always produced a roaring flame.

This is a combination of 'Breath of Fire' and 'Red Kick Technique', and even some 'Iron Block Fist Technique', which makes the leg muscles extremely hard.

In an instant.

As soon as these main battle lieutenant soldiers under Charlotte Owen's division broke into the Alkmi side's military formation, they performed powerful moves based on different schools of 'breathing', combined with their respective boxing or sword skills. .

Not only the eight punches, red kicking skills, fishman karate, fishman judo and respective sword moves, even the six moves were used by some lieutenants or non-commissioned officers.

This is because the 'breathing method' can explosively strengthen physical abilities even if it has not reached the state of 'normality' (normal maintenance).

At this time, they often meet the conditions for performing the Six Styles.

In particular, relatively simple physical techniques such as 'shaving' and 'iron block' have become easy for low-level soldiers to master with the blessing of 'breathing method'.

This brought extremely terrible consequences to the junior white-robed alchemists, because they found it difficult for the surrounding infantry to protect themselves.

Generals dressed in black began to appear on the battlefield, either forcing their way out of the encirclement, or using methods such as walking on the moon, shaving, etc., to successfully approach the alchemist and kill him.

Although the alchemists possess extraordinary abilities, in terms of battlefield fighting, it is difficult to compare with these elite warriors of the main battle corps who competed from among the millions of people in the army headquarters.

Basically, as long as they are close, it is difficult for the former to resist.

The only problem with the latter is probably that there are not enough people, but with the various fire support of the auxiliary corps, there is no need to consider this.

"Teigu user?"

"Are each of them a Teigu user comparable to a knight-sama or an alchemist?"

The alchemists and infantrymen in the rear who had not yet engaged in the battle were dumbfounded.

The sudden appearance of so many warriors who could use all kinds of extraordinary powers reminded them of the disciples of the Imperial Fist Temple, the orc troops, and the high-ranking generals with imperial gear and ministers in the empire.

But there were only a few thousand of those who were fighting to death. The increasing number of black-clothed warriors in front of us had already exceeded five thousand by visual inspection. Looking from a distance, there were still a large number of people rushing over on mechanical vehicles. .

In this situation.

The nearly 30,000 infantry troops on their side and the alchemists in front are being slaughtered with blood visible to the naked eye!

I did see some readers’ suggestions about generals against generals and kings against kings, but after chatting with readers in the group, I still feel that plane war should be a group affair.

From the bottom to the middle and then to the top, a comprehensive description should be carried out, instead of directly bringing up the top leaders of both sides for a duel, and then directly deciding the fate of a world.

And through this low-level large-scale war scene, everyone can intuitively feel the various changes in starfish.

For example, you will know the popularity and effectiveness of breathing techniques, eight punches, red kicks, and fishman karate in the military.

In my opinion, this is a very interesting thing in itself.

I want to create a flesh-and-blood world government, not just a small organizational workshop called a world government with only a group of high-level executives in the limelight.

There will definitely be scenes later in which the generals take action, but as the intensity of the war continues to increase, I will speed up the pace of the plot, but I will not skip content that I feel is necessary.

I learned this lesson before when I was writing the "Giant Chapter", so I won't do it again.

You say that I am slow, slow, slow, and lazy. In fact, it is because I want to write too much.

And think about it, is it really slow?

In the past, conquering a world in less than a year, according to realistic logic, wasn't it incredibly fast?

If on this basis, we have to go faster, faster, and faster

So what happened to my book?