Chapter 84： More ammunition

"Damn it! The cavalry of the Holy Demon Empire has already penetrated the line of defense. How come these remaining defeated soldiers are so hard to chew?" General Zorn held a long sword and asked in a desperate manner, wiping the smoke of gunpowder from his face. My own men.

Just now, one of his 1,000-man defenses collapsed in front of the 13th Regiment of Alan Hill. The other party seemed to have ammunition that could not be used up, and he didn't seem to know what fear was.

"Again! Let another phalanx lean up and charge me! If we don't kill all this unit today, we Arante will be destroyed!" Pointed at Ailan who was still flying in the distance with the long sword. King Hill Banner, General Zorn shouted hysterically.

Amid his shouts, more Arante Empire soldiers rushed to the front line, attacking the line of defense of the 13th Regiment of Ailan Hill, which had been disrupted and was shaky but not completely breached.

"Bah!" Another bullet was fired at the Arrant soldier who was rushing over, and the already numb Ailan Hill grenadier found the feeling of shooting a target again.

He just saw that the brothers on the flanks were penetrated by those terrifying cavalry, and even had an inexplicable fear, but the subsequent battle once again became his familiar appearance, which made his hanging heart, It fell back to the original place.

The battle in front of them is no longer so thrilling. Enemies 300 meters away can't take a step closer, they will be pierced by bullets and stacked there. Now there is almost a wall of flesh built over there, a hill filled with corpses.

Behind the wall where the corpses had accumulated, there were Arrant soldiers who were constantly climbing, and on the other side of the wall was a long **** that the Arrant soldiers had overturned and rolled.

All the Arrant soldiers marched **** the corpse. They walked hard step by step, and then were hit by bullets and lay down on the corpse, turning into some kind of mire-like obstruction that hindered their comrades from moving forward. .

At least 3,000 soldiers fell on the way to attack, and some soldiers were killed by artillery shells when they launched the attack. In the case of heavy losses, only dead soldiers like the Royal Guards can continue to fight.

Even so, the soldiers of the Arrant Empire were unable to shake the front of the broken Ailan Hill troops. They were rounded and repelled from the side, and eventually only left more corpses.

The battle has been fought so far, these Alante’s troops still don’t know if the Holy Demon Empire cavalry rushing into the Ailan Hill array have slaughtered all Ailan Hill’s Chinese army and rear squads. They are in Waiting, waiting for those Saint Demon Empire cavalry who turned their horses to kill back, can help them defeat the tenacious Ailan Hill grenadiers in front of them.

"What's going on? If those Saint Demon Empire cavalry have succeeded, why haven't they returned?" Zorn, who was already a little desperate, couldn't convince the shaken himself, so he could only turn around and ask the officer around him.

"My lord, how long has this passed... Maybe, maybe, they have already smashed the Allan Hill army formation and have already gone to the rear team?" The officer made up an excuse in a dumbfounded manner and prevaricates his own coach. Tao.

He knew that his coach had been in a mess, and he could no longer judge the situation in front of him. Now he can only do his best to obey the fate, waiting for the final miracle to happen, or usher in a terrible defeat.

"What happened? Where did the magic cavalry who rushed into the Saint Demon Empire go? Why didn't they kill it? Why didn't they kill it?" After only a few seconds, Zorn once again Unable to calm down, he questioned the adjutant next to him again.

The poor officer could only continue to bite the bullet and comfort his coach: "General! Don't worry, no mortal can stop the cavalry of the Holy Demon Empire, don't you? There is nothing to worry about, nothing to worry about. !"

Before this war, no mortal could fight against the hordes of dragon knights? The results of it? Now the dragon heads of those dragon knights are not hung on the head of Maricha? General Zorn cursed in his heart, but he did not refute his subordinate officers.

He was just worried about the battle in front of him. He was just afraid that the knights did not look back. Even if he only faced a crippled 13th regiment, he would not be able to eat this piece of fat.

In other words, this piece of fat that looks delicious is actually not fat for Arante, but a steel plate, a hot steel plate full of spikes! If you bite it down, you will not only break a few teeth, but even lose your life.

Once again, Zorn asked a tiresome question: "Why didn't the cavalry of the Holy Demon Empire look back? Could you send someone to contact me? Send someone to see what happened?"

Just when Zon was about to collapse, a general rushed over and brought good news that made him more energetic: "My lord! My lord! The opponent's gunshots are sparse! The opponent's gunshots are weaker!"

After losing tens of thousands of people, Arrant's army finally used the lives of its own soldiers to replace most of the ammunition carried by the soldiers of the 13th Regiment of Alan Hill. Now the opponent has no decent long-range killing weapon, and it is the turn of the soldiers of the Arante Empire to play.

"Offensive! Offensive! The whole army is suppressed!" After hearing the good news, Zorn finally calmed down. He laughed and gave the command of the total offense, and even his own reserve team pushed to the front line.

"The ammunition is out!" An officer with a stain on his face pressed his long sword and stood in front of the 13th regiment commander and reported: "We will only have grenades and bayonets in two more rounds."

"Bring the enemy closer! Prepare the grenades! Bayonet on the whole regiment! We have to hold on to the last moment! For Ailan Hill!" The regimental commander drew out the long sword from his waist and gave the order to continue fighting.

Behind him, the black King Ailanhir flag still fluttered in the wind, as if to prove something.

"Long live Ailan Hill!" All the soldiers took out their bayonets and installed them on their rifles, and then let out a neat roar. They stared at the Arrant soldiers approaching in the distance, their eyes full of disdain.

"Ready to fight!" The officers yelled out orders after another, and the soldiers in the first row had already drew the grenade from their chests. Listening to the dull sound of war drums from the opposite side, they were ready to fight to the last minute.

"Alante must win!" In the distance, the Alante troops, which had invested more soldiers in the offensive, also uttered a roar of encouraging morale. They have more people and their shouts are more majestic. They, who have been suppressed, seem to use this method again to vent their anger.

"This is not the way to go... If the opponent advances to the distance of the grenade battle, the opponent's archer will be effective." A company commander frowned and looked at the approaching enemy's army, and muttered a little uneasy.

In fact, everyone knows that once so many enemies are brought up, what will be the end waiting for them, let alone the deadly bow and arrow, it is about the ability of melee combat, only the Ailan of the three-axe bayonet tactics. The Hill Grenadier is far from the opponent of the traditional soldiers of the Arrant army.

As long as the short soldiers meet, the loss ratio will be reversed immediately. About two or three Ailan Hill grenadiers can replace a heavy infantry of the Arante Empire. It only takes a few tens of minutes, and the entire 13th regiment may be overwhelmed by the Arante forces.

In the next second, behind the 13th Regiment of Ailan Hill, a complete line of soldiers held their bayonets high and went up to the ground. Behind them there are bright drums, and there are still blood stains on their bayonets.

These soldiers stepped forward neatly, forming a Great Wall with their bodies. Behind them, followed by heavy machine guns dragged by war horses, and 30 mm anti-aircraft artillery with the barrel raised high.

"Long live Ailan Hill!" Not only the soldiers of the 1st regiment, the 3rd regiment also launched a counterattack accompanied by drums. These mortals stepped on the corpses of the magic cavalry, killed all the wounded of the Holy Demon Empire, and finally walked to the line of defense stationed by the 13th regiment.

"Need help?" Riding on the horse, the 1st regiment commander Walter smiled and asked the 13th regiment commander standing under the flagpole of the king flag: "My troops just happened to be passing by. See you are in trouble."

"Hahaha." The head of the 13th regiment grinned, looking up at the head of the 1st regiment, Walter, and laughed: "You are here just right, leave the ammunition and leave, we are not tired yet, we can still Fight all day."

Wall nodded his head: "General Wilkes ordered you to withdraw and retire. Leave the rest to us!"

"Okay!" The head of the 13th regiment smiled and nodded. He just saw the battle behind him and knew that the 1st regiment and 3 regiments would soon come close. This was the main reason why he insisted not to retreat.

Now that the battlefield is handed over to the 1st and 3rd regiments, he can finally take a break: "Fight hard! Let these Arante **** know what a real battle is."

"They will know. Believe me, they will know." Walter looked at the heavy machine-gun carriage passing by him and said of course: "I promise this battle will be unforgettable for them!"

After finally climbing up the high ground where the corpses were piled up, General Zorn just saw the 1st regiment and 13th regiment changing defenses. The battlefield, which had been silent because of the lack of ammunition, suddenly became noisy again.

The gunshots that represented the **** of death sounded again, echoing above the wilderness. Then more Ailan Hill soldiers took up their weapons, and the heavy machine guns began to roar. A rain of bullets ran across the front of the Arrant soldiers, and everything seemed to be back to what it was dozens of minutes ago.

What's more frightening is that this time the enemy has heavy machine guns, more soldiers, more Mauser 98k rifles, and more and more ammunition......——

Long Ling is in very bad condition today, the codeword is slow and there is no proofreading... You can leave a message if you see the typo, and Long Ling will correct it tomorrow... I'm really sorry, sorry.