The battle in Kraba Market was over, and more than a thousand Gray Wolf soldiers all put down their weapons and left the bunker with their heads in their hands.
They were covered in dust and looked depressed, most of them carrying unscabbed wounds on their bodies, and there was no trace of light in their dusty eyes.
If they lose to the alliance, they will feel better. Then, looking at the militia in front of them who can't even put a complete piece of clothing, all they have left in their hearts is shame.
These militia drove them from the north of the Kraba Market to the east, and stood in a long row at the entrance of the market.
The survivors watching from afar saw this scene and all their faces were filled with incredible expressions.
...Your Majesty's army actually lost.
That is the invincible gray wolf...
And he actually lost to the Moon clan.
In fact, it is not just the Moon tribe.
However, the slaves in Rowell camp were mainly Moon tribes, so this militia team was naturally mainly Moon tribes.
The devoted believer looked straight at the direction of the Kraba Market with his eyes, muttering his lips.
The sacred cow is on the top.
This time it may really be changing...
Looking at the militia coming towards him, Satish's thousands of men looked as if dead. After several struggles, he finally handed over the gun in his hand.
The radio station has been seized, and even if he continues to resist, it will make no sense.
However, what he did not expect was that after taking his gun, the man with bare arms took off his magazine and threw it back to him.
Run east.
Satish was stunned.
Varied
He was about to ask what he meant, but the man shot in front of his boot without saying a word, and the jumping stones and dust scared him.
‘Are you crazy?!’
Satish stared at him with wide eyes and asked silently, but saw that the person in front of him was not like a joke, so he could only walk backwards in three steps and then trotted.
He ran from the center of the market to the east, and no one stopped him along the way until he saw the confiscated prisoners crowded at the east gate of the market.
What exactly are they going to do?!
Satish's heart was filled with panic. It was obviously more terrifying than the fate of being captured.
The group of gray wolves standing at the east gate of the market were also stunned. They obviously did not expect to be able to reunite with their superiors after being captured.
The confusion of a group of people did not last long. A man carrying an LD-47 rifle walked up to them and pulled the trigger to the sky without saying a word.
Twist!
The prisoners squeezed at the market entrance were like frightened birds, all of whom were startled by the sudden sound of gunfire and retreated instinctively.
The survivors hiding in the distance to watch the fun were also shocked and hid back home.
The man looked at the captives with a grim smile, as if teasing a group of scared sheep, and acted as if he was aiming the rifle that had been empty-clamped at them, making a thud sound with his mouth.
Looking at the crowd who was constantly retreating with fear, he neatly knocked off the empty magazine and replaced it with a new one, and then loaded it again with a click.
What that action means is self-evident
This time it's a real guy!
There was no need for him to say a word, and the panicked prisoners turned their heads one after another and fled toward the direction of Kraba Market.
The bullets flew over the head, and the running prisoners had no time to think about it, and even had no time to see if the people around them fell down. They just fled in a hurry to the outside of the gathering, driven by the gunshots of the scattered soldiers.
Meanwhile, Lasi, standing in the center of the Clarba Market, contacted the Fangcheng, who was far away in the temporary command of the port through the headset hanging on his ears.
As you told, the prisoners were fleeing through the east gate and going outside the settlement. I divided a team of 100 people to follow them.
Echoes came and went from the communication channel soon.
…Received, beautifully done, I need you to take everyone else to the north of the settlement and stand by, where our troops will support your attack.
Although there was a slight deviation in the plan, there was no remedy.
The weapons of the captives were confiscated and they were allowed to continue running.
At worst, they can wait for them to run back to the position to catch them again.
Lasi said cleanly.
yes.
Although the information showed that there was a whole 10,000 team waiting for him, he was not afraid or timid in his heart.
In the two battles that he had experienced, he knew very well who was invincible, not the Gray Wolf Army, nor himself, but the Iron Man standing behind him.
As long as those iron men are still standing behind him, there is nothing to be afraid of...
After the communication was over, he immediately called his subordinates to take their subordinates to advance to the north of the settlement as planned.
The league provides them with not only various light weapons and ammunition, but also communication equipment sent to the 10-man team.
It is precisely because of this that although their group of temporarily pieced together stragglers are still unfamiliar with combat experience, the communication barriers between commanders at all levels have basically been opened up, and the informatization rate is even a little higher than the Grey Wolf Army, which is only sent to the 100-man team.
Even if the orders are not issued clearly, it is just a matter of shouting two more times.
At least there will be no situation where the centurion cannot find his ten-man team, and the thousand-man team does not know where his hundred-man team is.
With this plug-in alone, their starting point is much better than many guerrillas, let alone the automatic weapons transported from the port...
Just as the Avengers' First Corps retreated from the Clarba Market, a three-story house located south of the market center, with a head hidden behind the window on the second floor, and his eyes looked out nervously through the gaps in the curtains.
Seeing the thugs occupying the market being evacuated, Prince Dilip slowly breathed a sigh of relief, unconsciously feeling that he was soaked in cold sweat behind him.
It seems that the Sun-Packed Cattle still favors him.
Although he unfortunately lost the battle, fortunately, these stupid traitors did not search the entire market, but went elsewhere in a hurry.
Not only that, the cowardly Satish commander did not offer himself, allowing his existence to be concealed.
perhaps……
He could take advantage of the fact that those people left and God could slip away without anyone noticing.
The Alliance and the puppet soldiers didn't even know that they had been here...
Prince Dilip carefully left the window and turned around and was about to discuss the matter with the breath-holding guards in the room.
However, before he could speak, he heard a flattering voice coming from downstairs.
Yes, sir, it's here...
……
North of Golden Gallon Port.
In a front line position less than one kilometer away from the city, in an observation post covered with a camouflage net, the tenement-manuel Manu was holding a telescope and staring at the direction of the distant city with a serious face.
The shelling of the settlement had stopped. In order to cover the fool's retreat, they had wasted nearly five hundred precious shells, but the quiet city was not moving at all, and he didn't even see a half-person figure.
The adjutant standing next to him looked at him nervously.
Prince Dilip won't have any trouble, right?
Manu smiled coldly and said nothing.
It would be great if this is true.
In contrast, he felt more sorry for the more than 5,000 brothers and sisters of the same clan. They were all brave young men, and even if they were to die, they should die in meaningful things.
Hope they can run more...
At this moment, figures suddenly appeared in the mist in the morning. They ran forward in a mess, and there seemed to be gunfire behind them.
Manu's pupils shrank, and she subconsciously moved forward a little closer. Her index finger quickly moved the telescope's magnification to look even further.
It's our people!
A hint of surprise appeared on his face, but he soon became alert again.
wrong!
There is a problem!
There are too many people breaking through!
Hundreds of possibilities flashed quickly in his mind, but no matter which possibility it was, he could not imagine that the alliance launched a counterattack on their positions with less than a thousand troops.
That's too magical!
The iron fist and bazooka provided to them by the Legion can even penetrate the power armor!
With some field artillery hidden on the positions, flat 100mm howitzers and machine gun firepower, he was confident that he would stop them even in the face of the attack of the armored troops.
However, even though he didn't believe it, he still made the worst plan, grabbed the intercom on the radio aside and shouted.
Pay attention to each department!Get ready for the battle!
The roars calling for battle echoed in one radio station after another, and the harsh alarm ringtones also sounded on positions more than ten kilometers wide.
The battle orders were issued from the Thousand-Person Team to the Hundred-Person Team, and the soldiers hiding in the anti-cannon hole rushed into the trenches in groups of ten.
The heads with the helmets were like mines buried in a pit, with bright bayonets hidden beside them.
However, the problem is also here.
The trenches were dug too deep!
And it is not just a certain section, but every place close to the front line on the entire ten-kilometer-wide front, with only a few slopes blown out by artillery that can touch the outside.
But even so, it's very reluctant.
Previously, these trenches were only used as bunkers to limit artillery damage, and no one thought that the alliance might hit them out of Golden Gallon Port.
It is precisely because of this that no one cares about this trivial problem, and is even quite satisfied with this free trench.
Now, almost the entire front of the imperial soldiers are facing an embarrassing problem
Even if they jumped up, they couldn't see the people outside the trench, let alone aiming at the target and firing.
However, those machine guns and field artillery were not affected, and most of their bunkers were dug out by engineers themselves.
However, it is precisely because of this that their positions covered with camouflage nets were under the focus of the alliance's support firepower.
Almost at the same time when the defeated army escaped from the settlement, sounds of breaking through the air swept over the heads of the gray wolves in the trench.
A deafening roar echoed on the position, and the raging shrapnel were like a storm, and in an instant, several positions with gun flames were swallowed up.
Looking at the artillery fire in front of them, the defeated soldiers who escaped from the city looked desperate, while the militia chasing behind them were full of morale.
They seemed to have seen the despair burning in the flames!
What they once feared turned out to be just such a vulnerable thing!
Lasi felt as if a ball of flame was burning in his chest, just as he reached for the pistol that was thrown at the crowd.
That is the flame of ambition!
The opportunity to become famous in one battle is right in front of you!
He will become a new myth, and it is not only in the minds of the Moon tribe.
Those Iron Man has even paved all the way for him, and all he has to do is rush up
He will defeat the gray wolf, who is said to be invincible!
Rush up with me!
Peel them!Tell those beasts who should stay in the cage!
He shouted at the top of his voice, his eyes full of excitement, and he held up the LD-47 rifle in his hand and shot it forward.
It looked like a stimulant.
Under the roaring order, nearly 20,000 militias with white gauze wrapped around their arms charged towards positions outside Jin Jialun Port.
kill!!!
The shouts of killing were shaking the sky and the earth, mixed with the noisy sound of gunfire.
On the edge of the settlement, the prop leader lying on the King Crab's all-terrain infantry armor. Looking at the roaring artillery fire in the distance, a hint of envy was written on his face.
Mom, we will make a big deal at any time.
Lao Liu, who was standing beside him, replied.
It is probably a bit difficult to get so many players.
The props maker smiled.
It doesn't have to be a player Ah either.
Lao Liu was stunned for a moment and looked at him.
You want to die?
The two were chatting for a while, and the voice of Elder Fang came from the communication channel.
...What are you still dabbling? Our friendly troops have already gone up. They need the cover of armored units now, so take action quickly!
When the two of them heard this, they immediately looked solemn and said in unison.
yes!
At the same time as the temporary command was issued, the coalition forces scattered on the north side of the settlement also launched an attack.
Five King Crabs with full armor galloped towards the position of the Gray Wolf Army, and fired while moving forward. Two 20mm machine cannons roared out thick tracer lines, and the machine guns and field cannon positions were named one by one. Every time they opened fire, it was a bloody storm.
Not only the King Crab, but also the Alliance soldiers who followed the King Crab. Whether it is mobility, firepower or protection, they are more than one order of magnitude stronger than the Gray Wolf Army that uses the Legion to eliminate equipment.
As for the soldiers themselves, let alone.
Everyone standing here is an awakened person who has been more than twice!
The gray wolves buried in the trenches could only watch their firepower points collapse one by one without the cover of infantry. The rifles held in their hands were like fire sticks and could not even pose a threat to the charging crowd.
Some people climbed out of the trench with difficulty and tried to counterattack with the iron fist, but the distance of nearly two hundred meters was obviously beyond the effective range of this thing.
Occasionally, one or two rockets rushed out from the trench, but I didn't see anything hit, but the person carrying the rocket launcher was given special care.
The accumulated guns and bullets pressed the Gray Wolf soldiers who were trying to climb out of the bunker to fight back to the ground, and the continued pouring artillery fire even pushed the fire power supported by the rear so hard that they could not raise their heads.
Standing in the observation post, Captain Manuwan's eyes were red, half angry and half horrified.
The alliance's armor is terrifying, but it is only five units!
As long as the cannon fodders can be stopped, it is impossible to break through his position with less than a thousand troops from the alliance!
However, what made him sweat was that the soldiers on the distant position seemed to have their knees sawed off, and both of them buried their heads in the trenches and couldn't come out.
Finally he couldn't stand it anymore, so he grabbed the walkie-talkie on the radio and shouted at the commander who was commanding the battle on the front line.
What are your people doing!The group of animals were almost rushing to your face, still huddling in the trenches, firing me!
The noisy sound of artillery fire and gunfire came along the radio, and there was a hint of trembling in the voice of the commander.
Sir…My soldiers reported that it was not that they didn’t want to fire, but that the trench was too deep and they couldn’t see outside at all.
Hearing this sentence, Manu almost sprayed old blood on the radio and cursed.
Why didn't you say it earlier?!
It's too late to say anything now.
The sound of cannons has stopped.
The cannon fodders who broke out of the city chased the defeated soldiers who broke through the encirclement and rushed to the front line of his command.
At first, fierce fire broke out between the two sides, but as several grenades exploded in the trenches, the soldiers of the Gray Wolf Army who could not even find their heads quickly gave up their meaningless struggles and threw the useless fire stick out of the trenches with the shouts and scoldings of the cannon fodders.
The cheers of victory resounded on the battlefield, but unfortunately it was the cheers of the enemy.
The collapsed defense line was like an avalanche, and the trenches were like fallen dominoes, captured by the unstoppable cannon fodder.
Manu's eyes widened, her eyes were bloody, her lips were as white as paper, and her hands holding the telescope were eager to crush the lens barrel.
He saw it with his own eyes.
The prides of the empires were pointed at the head with a gun, holding their heads in dust, and walked out of the trenches in batches.
shame……
It's a great shame!
His command is being captured by established prisoners!
And it was a group of miscellaneous cannon fodder troops that had just been formed!
Since the founding of the Gray Wolf Army, there has never been such an outrageous thing!
Seeing that the situation was hopeless and there was no chance of turning the tables, Manu closed her eyes in despair.
At this time, his adjutant hurriedly broke into the observation post and said gasping for breath.
Sir, the soldiers of the alliance have rushed up!If you don’t leave, it will be too late. Let’s retreat quickly!
Manu opened her eyes, and her turbid pupils no longer had the same energy as before, as if she had suddenly become decades older.
You go.He said in a trembling voice as he looked anxious.
The adjutant was stunned.
Then you
Before he could ask, his respected commander had drawn out his gun, pointed it at his chin, and answered with action.
Bang!
The red and white were also stuck on the disguise that covered the observation whistle, and the glory he had achieved in the past forty years.
Although you won’t die if you lose a battle, you won’t be captured.
But he has no shame to continue living...
……
The battle outside the settlement of Golden Gallon Port was completely over.
During this period, the Gray Wolf Army, located in the rear, tried to launch several counterattacks, and even dispatched their only motorized troops and modified vehicles, but the rag in front of the Alliance's mechanized troops was not even a toy.
Power players equipped with power armor or exoskeleton can even carry a 37mm heavy riding gun and stand and shoot.
In this sense, although they do not have the size and defense of tanks, they are no different from ordinary infantry fighting vehicles.
The Chimera wheeled infantry combat vehicle of the Skeleton Corps has only a barrel caliber of 37mm, and the ammunition is even the same.
After throwing away nearly a thousand corpses, the troops who rushed to the front line to reinforce were forced to retreat in a mess, and a strange scene appeared on the battlefield. Tens of thousands of people were chased by less than one thousand people. It was not until the support artillery on the banks of the Yongliu River that the latter stopped chasing.
The artillery positions in the port fired a round of smoke screens towards the captured frontline positions, covering the Third and Fourth Hundred men and the militia units led by Lasi who had entered the hinterland of the enemy, and the militia units led by Lasi, retreated to the settlement in batches.
And they were greeted.
It was actually a cheer from the local survivors.
Damn... Are we fighting in Dawn City or at Golden Gallon Port?!Lost Cute's new face had a look of surprise, especially when he took a bouquet of flowers from a girl in a long dress, he almost subconsciously paid.
Most of the survivors living in the suburbs are poor people without clothes, and they can have a clean piece of clothing at least middle and upper class citizens.
In other words, the survivors cheering their triumphant success were not just the poor people in the suburbs who collected money, but even the citizens came over consciously.
If it were normal, they would never leave the area of their lives at will.
In addition to the bouquets presented, there are also corolla and garlands, and even more exciting hugs and sudden kisses, the players were embarrassed.
People from different classes here seem to be completely different in their conservatism. Seeing those iron people seem to be embarrassed to refuse, some enthusiastic and unrestrained girls are becoming more and more bold in their behavior, and even leave their addresses in their ears while laying flowers and hugging for a few seconds...
But they seemed much more restrained to the militiamen with white gauze wrapped around their arms.
Maybe it's because they are too familiar, maybe it's because of faith or some bad rumors, although they are also very enthusiastic, they just sprinkle the petals at them.
Lasi, who was walking in the militia, did not care about the survivors in the settlement.
When it comes to Iron Man worship, none of the survivors welcomed by the survivors can compare with him. After all, he knows better than anyone else how this victory came about and who gave his power.
The same is true for other militiamen. On the contrary, some people who have been slaves for a long time are flattered by the petals thrown at them.
They clearly remember how much these people looked down on them before, but now the eyes that looked at them clearly stated were fear and respect.
This spiritual pleasure is simply more than all enjoyment.
Many people have not finished the road in front of them, and they are already looking forward to the next battle in their hearts...
In order to enjoy the supporters and cheers of the people for a while, and to share the joy of victory with his subordinates more, Lasi specially ordered his subordinates to go slower.
But for those nearly 10,000 prisoners who were trapped in the team, this undoubtedly extended the torture and torture.
What people throw at them is not petals, but saliva, mud and even sharp stones.
Their hands and feet were tied with a rope, and they could not dodge at all, and they could not even raise their arms to block them. They could only let the messy things hit their faces and chests.
Some people fell to the ground, fell together with a group of nine people, and were then rudely pulled up by the militia who were escorting them.
Numbness, humiliation and despair are engraved on every face.
Especially when the survivors' stones and mud are thrown on them, their hearts are not only angry, but more of incomprehensible and confusion.
Why do these people treat them like this?
They obviously came to save them at the order of His Majesty...
If a good person doesn’t do it, do you have to be an alliance dog?
……
Inside the temporary port command center.
Looking down at the good brothers who greeted the cheers through the drone, most of the old players looked envious and jealous.
Good guy!
They commanded and dispatched for a long time, and forced these guys to pretend.
If they had known that the food on the other side would have been here, they would have served it together in their equipment!
After staring at the screen and being silent for a long time, Lao Bai suddenly couldn't help but say.
Are these people not at all ashamed?
Fang Chang said concisely.
They don't have the concept of a state, and like most survivors in the wasteland, the concept that is too advanced for the people here is more than just 'equality', and there are many other things.This so-called empire is actually more like a Brown Farm with a slightly larger area and a slightly larger number of people.
After all, this is not any country or region in reality. Using real-world experience to analyze it is like using watermelons to be round, and bananas and watermelons are fruits, so it is deduced that bananas are also round.
According to the public setting of the official website forum, long before entering the prosperity era, the planet had disappeared from traditional boundaries and achieved a unity within the scope of civilization.
Rather than saying that this is an empire that embodies the Legion to promote racism, it is better to say that it is a theocratic empire that borrowed expatriate textbooks from the Prosperity Era as a Bible and borrowed some theories from the Willant people.
Obviously, the masters here are a group of shrewd guys. They collected the original texts of the animal world, improved and packaged them, and gave birth to a theory of four-dimensionality like "Thousand Clans and Thousand Gods".
Thousands of gods protect the Bharat Province in name, but in fact, the totem poles are tied to iron chains.
The two hundred years that protect the Bharat Province is not an animal world at all, but a naturally-occupied mountain range and a desert left by war, and there may be some strange gadgets left by the first generation of survivors.
According to Ms. Han's research, the sun-loading ox is not always the leader of the gods. Before this, it seemed that the moon god was similar to the silver moon goddess in the Luoxia Provincial Goddess.
This is also the most direct reason why the Moon tribe suddenly fell from the top of the pyramid and became an invisible person.
Under such premise, it is unrealistic to expect the survivors of Golden Gallon Port to offer loyalty to the emperor like the survivors of Dawn City. They themselves are a group of tamed sheep.
It was clear from the first face of seeing Lasi that these people only wag their tails at those who look stronger and bare their teeth at those who look weaker.
Not to mention that the artillery bombardment launched by the Gray Wolf Army in order to cover the retreat of friendly forces completely pushed the local survivors to the opposite side.
Now the captured dogs have been removed from their equipment again. It is said that the big-horned deer god has appeared when they hope that the locals can have a good face to them.
Lao Bai shook his head.
He didn't really want to consider such a complicated issue, so he got to the point.
The reinforcements from Tiandu have been defeated, and the three phases of combat plan have been completed. What’s next?
The war was really meaningless, especially when he saw from the drone that a teacher on the opposite side was chased by the two of them.
In the valley provinces, the raiders are more capable of fighting than they can.
Fang Chang said in a gentle tone.
An accident was not enough, but three consecutive unexpected events were enough to make the arrogant and arrogant emperor sober... If he didn't want to lose all the elite in his hands on a bet that could not be won.
This battle was a joyful victory.
Even exceeded his expectations.
In addition to the 1,241 people killed in the battle, nearly 10,000 surrendered, and the Gray Wolf Army's 10,000 team was captured in an established manner!
Some people were even captured twice within a day, once in the Kraba Market in the settlement, and once in the positions outside the settlement.
In addition to the captured personnel, the weapons, ammunition and supplies left on the position were all moved back by the militias of the First Corps of the Avengers.
Those who could not be moved were set on fire.
After this battle, the Gray Wolf Army has completely lost the ability to continue attacking Jingalun Port.And the lifeblood of Wu Tuo Xilan was also held in their hands.
As for the prince named Dilip, it was a lucky start.
Don't have another accident then.Lao Bai teased in a relaxed tone, those guys have never played according to the routine.
Fang Chang said with a confident smile.
It is impossible. It can be seen that Wu Tuo is an outsider in all fields, but the only field is his expertise.Now, this failure is no longer a crisis in the military and diplomatic fields for him, but a governance issue concerning the authority of the royal family.
Perhaps it would be a good idea to take this opportunity to go upstream along the Yongliu River and hit the sky in one fell swoop, and the empire might not be disintegrated.
But he had to seriously consider the manager's advice and not take the initiative to escalate the situation.
Once the empire falls apart, the Bharat Province becomes a tribal melee. Not only will the legions take the opportunity to expand their influence in the area, but some dirty things will also come in while the chaos.
If the whole thing is not able to be cleaned up, the alliance will lose the favor of some neutral forces.
This is obviously not worth the loss.
That emperor may be ignorant, but they are the vassals of the administrators and masters.
Besides, even if they have the ability to break through the empire, they have to consider the covetous legion, the Glue Nations Conference in the distance, and the torch brewing world-class threats.
Just as the idle topic shifted from the entire battle itself to post-war reconstruction and whether to run the Survivor Daily here, the radio station of the command center suddenly received a strange telegram.
Fang Chang took the telegram and glanced quickly, then smiled and handed it to Lao Bai.
Look at what I said?
He reached out and brought the telegram over. Before Lao Bai could read the contents, he glanced at the title that was about to start and almost laughed out loud.
"Notice of the Empire to the Alliance's Ceasefire"
Wu Tuo really wants to save face.
Fang Chang took the telegram back indifferently.
It doesn’t matter, it is the key to first demarcate the ceasefire line. The Port of Kinggalun and its surrounding areas are already under our actual control.
As for apology and compensation, we can discuss it slowly. Anyway, it doesn’t matter if we can’t reach an agreement. It’s just a matter of convenience for us to build local forces and rebuild.
After saying that, he looked at the NPC correspondent who sent the telegram and gave instructions.
Reply to them.
Retreat one hundred kilometers is the bottom line of the ceasefire!
They were covered in dust and looked depressed, most of them carrying unscabbed wounds on their bodies, and there was no trace of light in their dusty eyes.
If they lose to the alliance, they will feel better. Then, looking at the militia in front of them who can't even put a complete piece of clothing, all they have left in their hearts is shame.
These militia drove them from the north of the Kraba Market to the east, and stood in a long row at the entrance of the market.
The survivors watching from afar saw this scene and all their faces were filled with incredible expressions.
...Your Majesty's army actually lost.
That is the invincible gray wolf...
And he actually lost to the Moon clan.
In fact, it is not just the Moon tribe.
However, the slaves in Rowell camp were mainly Moon tribes, so this militia team was naturally mainly Moon tribes.
The devoted believer looked straight at the direction of the Kraba Market with his eyes, muttering his lips.
The sacred cow is on the top.
This time it may really be changing...
Looking at the militia coming towards him, Satish's thousands of men looked as if dead. After several struggles, he finally handed over the gun in his hand.
The radio station has been seized, and even if he continues to resist, it will make no sense.
However, what he did not expect was that after taking his gun, the man with bare arms took off his magazine and threw it back to him.
Run east.
Satish was stunned.
Varied
He was about to ask what he meant, but the man shot in front of his boot without saying a word, and the jumping stones and dust scared him.
‘Are you crazy?!’
Satish stared at him with wide eyes and asked silently, but saw that the person in front of him was not like a joke, so he could only walk backwards in three steps and then trotted.
He ran from the center of the market to the east, and no one stopped him along the way until he saw the confiscated prisoners crowded at the east gate of the market.
What exactly are they going to do?!
Satish's heart was filled with panic. It was obviously more terrifying than the fate of being captured.
The group of gray wolves standing at the east gate of the market were also stunned. They obviously did not expect to be able to reunite with their superiors after being captured.
The confusion of a group of people did not last long. A man carrying an LD-47 rifle walked up to them and pulled the trigger to the sky without saying a word.
Twist!
The prisoners squeezed at the market entrance were like frightened birds, all of whom were startled by the sudden sound of gunfire and retreated instinctively.
The survivors hiding in the distance to watch the fun were also shocked and hid back home.
The man looked at the captives with a grim smile, as if teasing a group of scared sheep, and acted as if he was aiming the rifle that had been empty-clamped at them, making a thud sound with his mouth.
Looking at the crowd who was constantly retreating with fear, he neatly knocked off the empty magazine and replaced it with a new one, and then loaded it again with a click.
What that action means is self-evident
This time it's a real guy!
There was no need for him to say a word, and the panicked prisoners turned their heads one after another and fled toward the direction of Kraba Market.
The bullets flew over the head, and the running prisoners had no time to think about it, and even had no time to see if the people around them fell down. They just fled in a hurry to the outside of the gathering, driven by the gunshots of the scattered soldiers.
Meanwhile, Lasi, standing in the center of the Clarba Market, contacted the Fangcheng, who was far away in the temporary command of the port through the headset hanging on his ears.
As you told, the prisoners were fleeing through the east gate and going outside the settlement. I divided a team of 100 people to follow them.
Echoes came and went from the communication channel soon.
…Received, beautifully done, I need you to take everyone else to the north of the settlement and stand by, where our troops will support your attack.
Although there was a slight deviation in the plan, there was no remedy.
The weapons of the captives were confiscated and they were allowed to continue running.
At worst, they can wait for them to run back to the position to catch them again.
Lasi said cleanly.
yes.
Although the information showed that there was a whole 10,000 team waiting for him, he was not afraid or timid in his heart.
In the two battles that he had experienced, he knew very well who was invincible, not the Gray Wolf Army, nor himself, but the Iron Man standing behind him.
As long as those iron men are still standing behind him, there is nothing to be afraid of...
After the communication was over, he immediately called his subordinates to take their subordinates to advance to the north of the settlement as planned.
The league provides them with not only various light weapons and ammunition, but also communication equipment sent to the 10-man team.
It is precisely because of this that although their group of temporarily pieced together stragglers are still unfamiliar with combat experience, the communication barriers between commanders at all levels have basically been opened up, and the informatization rate is even a little higher than the Grey Wolf Army, which is only sent to the 100-man team.
Even if the orders are not issued clearly, it is just a matter of shouting two more times.
At least there will be no situation where the centurion cannot find his ten-man team, and the thousand-man team does not know where his hundred-man team is.
With this plug-in alone, their starting point is much better than many guerrillas, let alone the automatic weapons transported from the port...
Just as the Avengers' First Corps retreated from the Clarba Market, a three-story house located south of the market center, with a head hidden behind the window on the second floor, and his eyes looked out nervously through the gaps in the curtains.
Seeing the thugs occupying the market being evacuated, Prince Dilip slowly breathed a sigh of relief, unconsciously feeling that he was soaked in cold sweat behind him.
It seems that the Sun-Packed Cattle still favors him.
Although he unfortunately lost the battle, fortunately, these stupid traitors did not search the entire market, but went elsewhere in a hurry.
Not only that, the cowardly Satish commander did not offer himself, allowing his existence to be concealed.
perhaps……
He could take advantage of the fact that those people left and God could slip away without anyone noticing.
The Alliance and the puppet soldiers didn't even know that they had been here...
Prince Dilip carefully left the window and turned around and was about to discuss the matter with the breath-holding guards in the room.
However, before he could speak, he heard a flattering voice coming from downstairs.
Yes, sir, it's here...
……
North of Golden Gallon Port.
In a front line position less than one kilometer away from the city, in an observation post covered with a camouflage net, the tenement-manuel Manu was holding a telescope and staring at the direction of the distant city with a serious face.
The shelling of the settlement had stopped. In order to cover the fool's retreat, they had wasted nearly five hundred precious shells, but the quiet city was not moving at all, and he didn't even see a half-person figure.
The adjutant standing next to him looked at him nervously.
Prince Dilip won't have any trouble, right?
Manu smiled coldly and said nothing.
It would be great if this is true.
In contrast, he felt more sorry for the more than 5,000 brothers and sisters of the same clan. They were all brave young men, and even if they were to die, they should die in meaningful things.
Hope they can run more...
At this moment, figures suddenly appeared in the mist in the morning. They ran forward in a mess, and there seemed to be gunfire behind them.
Manu's pupils shrank, and she subconsciously moved forward a little closer. Her index finger quickly moved the telescope's magnification to look even further.
It's our people!
A hint of surprise appeared on his face, but he soon became alert again.
wrong!
There is a problem!
There are too many people breaking through!
Hundreds of possibilities flashed quickly in his mind, but no matter which possibility it was, he could not imagine that the alliance launched a counterattack on their positions with less than a thousand troops.
That's too magical!
The iron fist and bazooka provided to them by the Legion can even penetrate the power armor!
With some field artillery hidden on the positions, flat 100mm howitzers and machine gun firepower, he was confident that he would stop them even in the face of the attack of the armored troops.
However, even though he didn't believe it, he still made the worst plan, grabbed the intercom on the radio aside and shouted.
Pay attention to each department!Get ready for the battle!
The roars calling for battle echoed in one radio station after another, and the harsh alarm ringtones also sounded on positions more than ten kilometers wide.
The battle orders were issued from the Thousand-Person Team to the Hundred-Person Team, and the soldiers hiding in the anti-cannon hole rushed into the trenches in groups of ten.
The heads with the helmets were like mines buried in a pit, with bright bayonets hidden beside them.
However, the problem is also here.
The trenches were dug too deep!
And it is not just a certain section, but every place close to the front line on the entire ten-kilometer-wide front, with only a few slopes blown out by artillery that can touch the outside.
But even so, it's very reluctant.
Previously, these trenches were only used as bunkers to limit artillery damage, and no one thought that the alliance might hit them out of Golden Gallon Port.
It is precisely because of this that no one cares about this trivial problem, and is even quite satisfied with this free trench.
Now, almost the entire front of the imperial soldiers are facing an embarrassing problem
Even if they jumped up, they couldn't see the people outside the trench, let alone aiming at the target and firing.
However, those machine guns and field artillery were not affected, and most of their bunkers were dug out by engineers themselves.
However, it is precisely because of this that their positions covered with camouflage nets were under the focus of the alliance's support firepower.
Almost at the same time when the defeated army escaped from the settlement, sounds of breaking through the air swept over the heads of the gray wolves in the trench.
A deafening roar echoed on the position, and the raging shrapnel were like a storm, and in an instant, several positions with gun flames were swallowed up.
Looking at the artillery fire in front of them, the defeated soldiers who escaped from the city looked desperate, while the militia chasing behind them were full of morale.
They seemed to have seen the despair burning in the flames!
What they once feared turned out to be just such a vulnerable thing!
Lasi felt as if a ball of flame was burning in his chest, just as he reached for the pistol that was thrown at the crowd.
That is the flame of ambition!
The opportunity to become famous in one battle is right in front of you!
He will become a new myth, and it is not only in the minds of the Moon tribe.
Those Iron Man has even paved all the way for him, and all he has to do is rush up
He will defeat the gray wolf, who is said to be invincible!
Rush up with me!
Peel them!Tell those beasts who should stay in the cage!
He shouted at the top of his voice, his eyes full of excitement, and he held up the LD-47 rifle in his hand and shot it forward.
It looked like a stimulant.
Under the roaring order, nearly 20,000 militias with white gauze wrapped around their arms charged towards positions outside Jin Jialun Port.
kill!!!
The shouts of killing were shaking the sky and the earth, mixed with the noisy sound of gunfire.
On the edge of the settlement, the prop leader lying on the King Crab's all-terrain infantry armor. Looking at the roaring artillery fire in the distance, a hint of envy was written on his face.
Mom, we will make a big deal at any time.
Lao Liu, who was standing beside him, replied.
It is probably a bit difficult to get so many players.
The props maker smiled.
It doesn't have to be a player Ah either.
Lao Liu was stunned for a moment and looked at him.
You want to die?
The two were chatting for a while, and the voice of Elder Fang came from the communication channel.
...What are you still dabbling? Our friendly troops have already gone up. They need the cover of armored units now, so take action quickly!
When the two of them heard this, they immediately looked solemn and said in unison.
yes!
At the same time as the temporary command was issued, the coalition forces scattered on the north side of the settlement also launched an attack.
Five King Crabs with full armor galloped towards the position of the Gray Wolf Army, and fired while moving forward. Two 20mm machine cannons roared out thick tracer lines, and the machine guns and field cannon positions were named one by one. Every time they opened fire, it was a bloody storm.
Not only the King Crab, but also the Alliance soldiers who followed the King Crab. Whether it is mobility, firepower or protection, they are more than one order of magnitude stronger than the Gray Wolf Army that uses the Legion to eliminate equipment.
As for the soldiers themselves, let alone.
Everyone standing here is an awakened person who has been more than twice!
The gray wolves buried in the trenches could only watch their firepower points collapse one by one without the cover of infantry. The rifles held in their hands were like fire sticks and could not even pose a threat to the charging crowd.
Some people climbed out of the trench with difficulty and tried to counterattack with the iron fist, but the distance of nearly two hundred meters was obviously beyond the effective range of this thing.
Occasionally, one or two rockets rushed out from the trench, but I didn't see anything hit, but the person carrying the rocket launcher was given special care.
The accumulated guns and bullets pressed the Gray Wolf soldiers who were trying to climb out of the bunker to fight back to the ground, and the continued pouring artillery fire even pushed the fire power supported by the rear so hard that they could not raise their heads.
Standing in the observation post, Captain Manuwan's eyes were red, half angry and half horrified.
The alliance's armor is terrifying, but it is only five units!
As long as the cannon fodders can be stopped, it is impossible to break through his position with less than a thousand troops from the alliance!
However, what made him sweat was that the soldiers on the distant position seemed to have their knees sawed off, and both of them buried their heads in the trenches and couldn't come out.
Finally he couldn't stand it anymore, so he grabbed the walkie-talkie on the radio and shouted at the commander who was commanding the battle on the front line.
What are your people doing!The group of animals were almost rushing to your face, still huddling in the trenches, firing me!
The noisy sound of artillery fire and gunfire came along the radio, and there was a hint of trembling in the voice of the commander.
Sir…My soldiers reported that it was not that they didn’t want to fire, but that the trench was too deep and they couldn’t see outside at all.
Hearing this sentence, Manu almost sprayed old blood on the radio and cursed.
Why didn't you say it earlier?!
It's too late to say anything now.
The sound of cannons has stopped.
The cannon fodders who broke out of the city chased the defeated soldiers who broke through the encirclement and rushed to the front line of his command.
At first, fierce fire broke out between the two sides, but as several grenades exploded in the trenches, the soldiers of the Gray Wolf Army who could not even find their heads quickly gave up their meaningless struggles and threw the useless fire stick out of the trenches with the shouts and scoldings of the cannon fodders.
The cheers of victory resounded on the battlefield, but unfortunately it was the cheers of the enemy.
The collapsed defense line was like an avalanche, and the trenches were like fallen dominoes, captured by the unstoppable cannon fodder.
Manu's eyes widened, her eyes were bloody, her lips were as white as paper, and her hands holding the telescope were eager to crush the lens barrel.
He saw it with his own eyes.
The prides of the empires were pointed at the head with a gun, holding their heads in dust, and walked out of the trenches in batches.
shame……
It's a great shame!
His command is being captured by established prisoners!
And it was a group of miscellaneous cannon fodder troops that had just been formed!
Since the founding of the Gray Wolf Army, there has never been such an outrageous thing!
Seeing that the situation was hopeless and there was no chance of turning the tables, Manu closed her eyes in despair.
At this time, his adjutant hurriedly broke into the observation post and said gasping for breath.
Sir, the soldiers of the alliance have rushed up!If you don’t leave, it will be too late. Let’s retreat quickly!
Manu opened her eyes, and her turbid pupils no longer had the same energy as before, as if she had suddenly become decades older.
You go.He said in a trembling voice as he looked anxious.
The adjutant was stunned.
Then you
Before he could ask, his respected commander had drawn out his gun, pointed it at his chin, and answered with action.
Bang!
The red and white were also stuck on the disguise that covered the observation whistle, and the glory he had achieved in the past forty years.
Although you won’t die if you lose a battle, you won’t be captured.
But he has no shame to continue living...
……
The battle outside the settlement of Golden Gallon Port was completely over.
During this period, the Gray Wolf Army, located in the rear, tried to launch several counterattacks, and even dispatched their only motorized troops and modified vehicles, but the rag in front of the Alliance's mechanized troops was not even a toy.
Power players equipped with power armor or exoskeleton can even carry a 37mm heavy riding gun and stand and shoot.
In this sense, although they do not have the size and defense of tanks, they are no different from ordinary infantry fighting vehicles.
The Chimera wheeled infantry combat vehicle of the Skeleton Corps has only a barrel caliber of 37mm, and the ammunition is even the same.
After throwing away nearly a thousand corpses, the troops who rushed to the front line to reinforce were forced to retreat in a mess, and a strange scene appeared on the battlefield. Tens of thousands of people were chased by less than one thousand people. It was not until the support artillery on the banks of the Yongliu River that the latter stopped chasing.
The artillery positions in the port fired a round of smoke screens towards the captured frontline positions, covering the Third and Fourth Hundred men and the militia units led by Lasi who had entered the hinterland of the enemy, and the militia units led by Lasi, retreated to the settlement in batches.
And they were greeted.
It was actually a cheer from the local survivors.
Damn... Are we fighting in Dawn City or at Golden Gallon Port?!Lost Cute's new face had a look of surprise, especially when he took a bouquet of flowers from a girl in a long dress, he almost subconsciously paid.
Most of the survivors living in the suburbs are poor people without clothes, and they can have a clean piece of clothing at least middle and upper class citizens.
In other words, the survivors cheering their triumphant success were not just the poor people in the suburbs who collected money, but even the citizens came over consciously.
If it were normal, they would never leave the area of their lives at will.
In addition to the bouquets presented, there are also corolla and garlands, and even more exciting hugs and sudden kisses, the players were embarrassed.
People from different classes here seem to be completely different in their conservatism. Seeing those iron people seem to be embarrassed to refuse, some enthusiastic and unrestrained girls are becoming more and more bold in their behavior, and even leave their addresses in their ears while laying flowers and hugging for a few seconds...
But they seemed much more restrained to the militiamen with white gauze wrapped around their arms.
Maybe it's because they are too familiar, maybe it's because of faith or some bad rumors, although they are also very enthusiastic, they just sprinkle the petals at them.
Lasi, who was walking in the militia, did not care about the survivors in the settlement.
When it comes to Iron Man worship, none of the survivors welcomed by the survivors can compare with him. After all, he knows better than anyone else how this victory came about and who gave his power.
The same is true for other militiamen. On the contrary, some people who have been slaves for a long time are flattered by the petals thrown at them.
They clearly remember how much these people looked down on them before, but now the eyes that looked at them clearly stated were fear and respect.
This spiritual pleasure is simply more than all enjoyment.
Many people have not finished the road in front of them, and they are already looking forward to the next battle in their hearts...
In order to enjoy the supporters and cheers of the people for a while, and to share the joy of victory with his subordinates more, Lasi specially ordered his subordinates to go slower.
But for those nearly 10,000 prisoners who were trapped in the team, this undoubtedly extended the torture and torture.
What people throw at them is not petals, but saliva, mud and even sharp stones.
Their hands and feet were tied with a rope, and they could not dodge at all, and they could not even raise their arms to block them. They could only let the messy things hit their faces and chests.
Some people fell to the ground, fell together with a group of nine people, and were then rudely pulled up by the militia who were escorting them.
Numbness, humiliation and despair are engraved on every face.
Especially when the survivors' stones and mud are thrown on them, their hearts are not only angry, but more of incomprehensible and confusion.
Why do these people treat them like this?
They obviously came to save them at the order of His Majesty...
If a good person doesn’t do it, do you have to be an alliance dog?
……
Inside the temporary port command center.
Looking down at the good brothers who greeted the cheers through the drone, most of the old players looked envious and jealous.
Good guy!
They commanded and dispatched for a long time, and forced these guys to pretend.
If they had known that the food on the other side would have been here, they would have served it together in their equipment!
After staring at the screen and being silent for a long time, Lao Bai suddenly couldn't help but say.
Are these people not at all ashamed?
Fang Chang said concisely.
They don't have the concept of a state, and like most survivors in the wasteland, the concept that is too advanced for the people here is more than just 'equality', and there are many other things.This so-called empire is actually more like a Brown Farm with a slightly larger area and a slightly larger number of people.
After all, this is not any country or region in reality. Using real-world experience to analyze it is like using watermelons to be round, and bananas and watermelons are fruits, so it is deduced that bananas are also round.
According to the public setting of the official website forum, long before entering the prosperity era, the planet had disappeared from traditional boundaries and achieved a unity within the scope of civilization.
Rather than saying that this is an empire that embodies the Legion to promote racism, it is better to say that it is a theocratic empire that borrowed expatriate textbooks from the Prosperity Era as a Bible and borrowed some theories from the Willant people.
Obviously, the masters here are a group of shrewd guys. They collected the original texts of the animal world, improved and packaged them, and gave birth to a theory of four-dimensionality like "Thousand Clans and Thousand Gods".
Thousands of gods protect the Bharat Province in name, but in fact, the totem poles are tied to iron chains.
The two hundred years that protect the Bharat Province is not an animal world at all, but a naturally-occupied mountain range and a desert left by war, and there may be some strange gadgets left by the first generation of survivors.
According to Ms. Han's research, the sun-loading ox is not always the leader of the gods. Before this, it seemed that the moon god was similar to the silver moon goddess in the Luoxia Provincial Goddess.
This is also the most direct reason why the Moon tribe suddenly fell from the top of the pyramid and became an invisible person.
Under such premise, it is unrealistic to expect the survivors of Golden Gallon Port to offer loyalty to the emperor like the survivors of Dawn City. They themselves are a group of tamed sheep.
It was clear from the first face of seeing Lasi that these people only wag their tails at those who look stronger and bare their teeth at those who look weaker.
Not to mention that the artillery bombardment launched by the Gray Wolf Army in order to cover the retreat of friendly forces completely pushed the local survivors to the opposite side.
Now the captured dogs have been removed from their equipment again. It is said that the big-horned deer god has appeared when they hope that the locals can have a good face to them.
Lao Bai shook his head.
He didn't really want to consider such a complicated issue, so he got to the point.
The reinforcements from Tiandu have been defeated, and the three phases of combat plan have been completed. What’s next?
The war was really meaningless, especially when he saw from the drone that a teacher on the opposite side was chased by the two of them.
In the valley provinces, the raiders are more capable of fighting than they can.
Fang Chang said in a gentle tone.
An accident was not enough, but three consecutive unexpected events were enough to make the arrogant and arrogant emperor sober... If he didn't want to lose all the elite in his hands on a bet that could not be won.
This battle was a joyful victory.
Even exceeded his expectations.
In addition to the 1,241 people killed in the battle, nearly 10,000 surrendered, and the Gray Wolf Army's 10,000 team was captured in an established manner!
Some people were even captured twice within a day, once in the Kraba Market in the settlement, and once in the positions outside the settlement.
In addition to the captured personnel, the weapons, ammunition and supplies left on the position were all moved back by the militias of the First Corps of the Avengers.
Those who could not be moved were set on fire.
After this battle, the Gray Wolf Army has completely lost the ability to continue attacking Jingalun Port.And the lifeblood of Wu Tuo Xilan was also held in their hands.
As for the prince named Dilip, it was a lucky start.
Don't have another accident then.Lao Bai teased in a relaxed tone, those guys have never played according to the routine.
Fang Chang said with a confident smile.
It is impossible. It can be seen that Wu Tuo is an outsider in all fields, but the only field is his expertise.Now, this failure is no longer a crisis in the military and diplomatic fields for him, but a governance issue concerning the authority of the royal family.
Perhaps it would be a good idea to take this opportunity to go upstream along the Yongliu River and hit the sky in one fell swoop, and the empire might not be disintegrated.
But he had to seriously consider the manager's advice and not take the initiative to escalate the situation.
Once the empire falls apart, the Bharat Province becomes a tribal melee. Not only will the legions take the opportunity to expand their influence in the area, but some dirty things will also come in while the chaos.
If the whole thing is not able to be cleaned up, the alliance will lose the favor of some neutral forces.
This is obviously not worth the loss.
That emperor may be ignorant, but they are the vassals of the administrators and masters.
Besides, even if they have the ability to break through the empire, they have to consider the covetous legion, the Glue Nations Conference in the distance, and the torch brewing world-class threats.
Just as the idle topic shifted from the entire battle itself to post-war reconstruction and whether to run the Survivor Daily here, the radio station of the command center suddenly received a strange telegram.
Fang Chang took the telegram and glanced quickly, then smiled and handed it to Lao Bai.
Look at what I said?
He reached out and brought the telegram over. Before Lao Bai could read the contents, he glanced at the title that was about to start and almost laughed out loud.
"Notice of the Empire to the Alliance's Ceasefire"
Wu Tuo really wants to save face.
Fang Chang took the telegram back indifferently.
It doesn’t matter, it is the key to first demarcate the ceasefire line. The Port of Kinggalun and its surrounding areas are already under our actual control.
As for apology and compensation, we can discuss it slowly. Anyway, it doesn’t matter if we can’t reach an agreement. It’s just a matter of convenience for us to build local forces and rebuild.
After saying that, he looked at the NPC correspondent who sent the telegram and gave instructions.
Reply to them.
Retreat one hundred kilometers is the bottom line of the ceasefire!
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