Chapter 1488

Yumen Fortress.

At the Yumen Fortress at this moment, the ammunition of all goblin artillery is about to be exhausted, the ammunition of the close-range goblin weapons is also running out, and the magic crystal required by the magic crystal gun is almost exhausted.

The ammo is out.

The defensive firepower of the entire Yumen Fortress began to fall in an avalanche!

A cannon muzzle in the fortress wall.

Several gunners had fired the last goblin shell a few minutes ago. Apart from the empty ammo box, they only had half a box of magic bullets from the goblin machine gun left, which was of no use. Close range goblin weapon.

Those bullets were all left after being used by the World Eater Ant or Summoned Beast to climb the wall before. There are basically no players in the African region who can touch them, and it is impossible for them to touch them easily. The power of artillery is not for display.

But now...

"呲..." The match was ignited.

The dark middle-aged artilleryman uncle, whose face was stained with gunpowder smoke, lit the cigarette in his mouth, let out a light sigh of relief, and leaned against the goblin artillery mount.

Level, level 150, the highest level that ordinary people can reach.

Ranking more than 90 million, it seems not bad.

"Phew—" Skillfully spit out a smoke ring.

"That's it." Uncle Gunner sighed to himself.

The rest of the people didn't speak, they just looked at the ground in front of them and lowered their heads, not knowing what to think.

Silent, all silent.

Their rankings are also more than 90 million.

It seems to be a safe number, and there is no real ranking in red.

But in fact……

They all know very well that if Huaxia loses in this national war and finally divides the rated quota of their Huaxia region to the African region and the Asian region, then their ranking of more than 90 million is just a joke.

Even if they tried to the end, there was still nothing.

Huaxia lost, and they lost too.

They also want to keep working hard, but how much more room is there? The skillfully controlled artillery has run out of ammunition, and are they fighting in close combat with their clearly unsightly combat capabilities? If they could, they wouldn't come to this dangerous muzzle to operate the artillery.

In this kind of place, it is actually easy to be used as the target of enemy archers. When an explosive arrow is shot in, it is completely destroyed.

"Do you guys smoke? The best cigarettes were bought by a friend last month with the last money." The uncle the artilleryman asked while looking at the depressed young people.

"What cigarettes are we still smoking? We're all about to lose." A younger boy hugged his knees with his hands and buried his head in his knees.

The artilleryman's hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly, but did not continue to say anything.

The rest did not respond and remained silent, except that some people moved slightly, closer to the wall.

Just when he was about to take back the cigarette case, a female player rushed over from the corner, grabbed the cigarette and put it back into the hand of the artilleryman. In the somewhat stunned expression of the uncle the artilleryman, he crouched in the corner again, and lit the cigarette with fire magic.

Like the uncle of the artilleryman, he took a deep breath, and then coughed, but after coughing, he continued to take another puff.

Choked again, again and again...

Her hands that were full of dark gunpowder smoke stained with the cigarette were trembling, and tears leaked from the corners of her eyes.

The atmosphere seemed to be heavy again.

The uncle of the artilleryman smiled forcefully, and put away the cigarette case himself.

At this moment.

There was a loud noise from the muzzle, and they knew what it was.

Did not look.

The man beside the muzzle, with a lifeless look, glanced outside the muzzle at will, and then took out his weapon dully.

A long knife, a 130-level dark gold weapon, with a little gap on it, it seems to have been used for a long time, and it has not been repaired in a recent period of time.

He picked up the knife and tried to put it on his neck, slightly attracting the attention of others,

But then he seemed to think about it, and instead of continuing to press the knife, he placed it on his knee, as if waiting for fate to come, and closed his eyes. The ear leaning against the wall clearly heard the approaching noise outside, and he didn't respond any more.

The rest of the people also silently took out their weapons, or picked up the goblin weapons next to them, and began to wait silently.

The last wait...

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Above the fortress wall.

Everyone clenched their weapons and looked at the battlefield under their feet. At this moment, the towering fortress walls hundreds of meters high did not bring them the slightest comfort.

The hand of the weapon was trembling, and the forehead was covered with snowflakes, which was a mixture of nervous sweat and snowflakes. Rapid breathing, white weapons frequently formed in front of their eyes, and the cold ice and snow stimulated their nerves.

behind them.

There are also prepared players, almost in the same state, but they can't see the approaching army of ants and summoned beasts. Proceed here.

They could only hear the noisy sound that gradually made their heart beat faster, approaching slowly.

The final battle...

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The sky gradually darkened.

It's almost evening, and I don't know if they will be able to last until the evening, or maybe they will.

Is it possible? They don't know and don't want to know now.

Because there is no time to think, or no energy, no free time to think!

They don't even know what thoughts are in their minds now, it's confusing anyway!

I don't even know what I'm thinking, I just know how to hold my weapon tightly!

Grasp your weapons desperately!

Only by clenching the weapon in your hand can you give your heart a little comfort and calm yourself down a little.

There is also the intermittent roar of artillery in their ears, which is their last spiritual support. If even this last sound is gone, and there are only those noises that are gradually approaching, they may feel that they may go crazy and collapse. .

That abyss-like pressure is crushing their last nerves again!

A sense of despair grows in my heart.

This last pressure.

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over the sky.

Lan Xue and Phoenix were hovering in the sky at the moment, hovering above their heads as the strongest combat power, hoping to give them encouragement.

But it seems...

It didn't have much effect.

"Hey, aren't we going to say something? Their condition is not very good." Nebula Longgong took the initiative to ask this kind of thing this time.

"Is there anything else to say, anyway, I can't think of it, maybe fighting with all my strength and showing a stronger posture is the best encouragement and comfort for them." Han Tan.

"The words of comfort are useless now. Everyone knows that we have run out of ammunition, and we have no last resort." Lan Xue also understood.

The potions to strengthen and heal them are long gone.

The magic scrolls for support and attack have long been exhausted.

Now.

Even the goblin weapons that have always been China's biggest reliance are almost abolished. Without ammunition, all the artillery is just a large piece of scrap iron, useless.

"I didn't expect that the ancient dragon soul that I had thought about for a long time about how to use it was finally used at this time. Zhang Xingyun, do you have any other means, take them all out and keep them. It's meaningless." Han Tan sighed as he took out the ancient dragon soul.

He will show his last strength, there is nothing left to keep.

"What else, the fallen soldiers have already been used. Do you think I am a hidden profession with many hidden methods?" Nebula Longbow asked back.

"Well, I don't really have any hidden means. Without this ancient dragon soul, I can only activate a skill like 'The Last Knight', which is just an ordinary life-burning skill that consumes my current health." Han Tan A little self-deprecating.

"Is there anything else I need to do?" Yayoi's voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the three of them.

He, who completely covered the field of the City of Creation, communicated with Hantan and the other three without any in-game channels, just sound transmission.

"It's nothing, just continue to maintain the attack strength of the rechargeable artillery, at least don't let the sound of the artillery roar cut off, and make sure that every area can hear it at any time. Now our people may also be listening. This voice can make my heart right."

"If even this voice is gone..."

"Maybe they don't even have much thought of resisting."

Hantan roughly knew what the sound of the guns meant.

"Yayoi, your goblin mecha can still use a cannonball with the power of the forbidden spell, can it be used now?" Lan Xue asked.

"This is no problem, but to be honest, it probably won't have much effect. They know that we still have forbidden spells in our hands, and they are not concentrated in the area. Even if your forbidden spell continues, President Lanxue, it is estimated that It won't have much effect, at most it is a means of boosting morale." Yayoi is also aware of this.

"Well, that's enough. You are now under the arrangement of President Hantan to release the forbidden spell's cannonball. But before that, try to empty all your cannonballs as much as possible, which is considered to stabilize your cannonball. Bian's military heart, I will find a way on my side." Lan Xue.

"Okay, just listen to President Hantan's orders." Yayoi.

"What more arrangements do you need? Since you want to use it now, Yayoi, you should find a place with a lot of people or ants to launch it. But wait a little longer, and then launch it when they launch the first wave of charges, and you can still strike a blow. Their offensive aura disrupts their rhythm." Han Tan.

"Well, okay." Yayoi.

Now the effect of the forbidden spell does not seem to be that big.

"Hey, you all have the means, I have a headache here, so I can only defend myself." Nebula Longbow complained.

Looking at the approaching huge army of players, and the terrifying tens of millions of World-devouring Ant Legions, I can only complain.

The prudence of the African region is for this moment when everything can be crushed without any suspense!

Now it can be said that this is their African region and China region.

The last war!

Too……

Last struggle.