Chapter 771： Shout

"His Majesty's speech is not over yet..." General Durando reminded him, sitting straight in the back of the car.

The driver hurriedly turned on the radio. After a period of noisy electrical interference, Chris' voice came clearly through the radio: "Defeat the devil! For world peace, for the safety of the empire... Ailan Hill... Long live!"

"His Majesty! Long live!" Everyone in this luxury car belonging to the General Command of the 4th Army Group responded with their chins up in response to the voice on the radio.

"My emperor... Long live!" On the dock, all the soldiers stood up and saluted, facing the direction of the motherland, and responded to their emperor's voice.

"Long live Ailan Hill!" The entire Demon Realm, wherever there are Ailan Hill soldiers, can hear such a shout. The shout resounded across the sky, one louder than one louder.

"Long live Ailan Hill!" The heavy-armored grenadier with a 10mm assault rifle pulled the trigger. The bullet he shot knocked down the demon soldiers in front of him. These demon soldiers finally escaped from the sky. The bombing, before it had time to regroup, was surrounded by humans.

They rushed to this position not far away, only to find that the human line of defense was not in chaos, and those **** waiters who had penetrated the human line of defense did not know where they went.

Now, they are greeted by the torture and killing of various human soldiers. These demon rapid assault troops with no heavy weapons cover and only light weapons are not the opponents of the human soldiers who are waiting for them.

"Long live the Ailanhill Empire!" A human non-commissioned officer pressed a red button in front of the complicated panel, and a ground-to-ground long-range tactical missile roared and disappeared into the sky from the distant launch position.

After being attacked several positions by the White-robed God Attendant, Ailan Hill's missile unit also stabilized its position under the cover of many ordinary infantry.

The attack threat of the white-robed **** waiter has been suppressed, and now the human long-range firepower has gradually begun to recover.

"Long live the Ailanhill Empire!" An Ailanhill grenadier holding his assault rifle, step by step towards the white-robed man carrying a long sword.

The white robe on the white robe man's body is full of stains, and the edges and corners are already in tatters. Holding a long sword in his hand, facing the countless human soldiers, he stepped back step by step.

He has killed hundreds of human soldiers, but there are more and more human soldiers in front of him. Each of these human soldiers can pose a threat to him, and he has to consume a lot of magic to protect his body.

After all, he has been homogenized by magic, possessing an almost immortal life, but his body is also fragile and dangerous. If swallowed by unstable magical energy, he will explode and nothing will be left.

God's waiter is God's waiter and slave of God. They were once the most powerful magicians of the demons and mankind. They followed the guidance of the source of magic and became the most powerful army in the world.

They are invincible and invincible, and they are the most powerful soldiers under the command of the source of magic. But now, this **** waiter found that he was surrounded by a group of weak ants who couldn't even use magic!

The near-infinite magical energy is also about to dry up. Those annoying steel bullets are too fast, and he has to call magic again and again to defend his body, but there are too many bullets, and he can't block all the attacks.

"Serve... the gods!" He yelled vaguely, then stopped backing, wielding a long sword and stepping forward.

"Tutututu!" The answer to his shout was a more secret gunshot. Countless bullets hit the magic defensive barrier in front of the white-robed man, and the splash of sparks looked as shocking as a steel flower.

A few seconds later, the white-robed **** waiter rushed into the crowd of Ailan Hill soldiers. He brandished his sword and slashed in the crowd wantonly.

The red blood was picked up by his long sword, and an Ailan Hill soldier clutched his wound and fell to the ground. But behind this white-robed man, he was also hit by several bullets, and under the torn white robe, the energy surging Pumby began to become uncontrollable.

"Keep firing!" The leader of the Ailan Hill commander loudly desperately ordered, holding his assault rifle, he rushed in front of the white-robed man.

"Suddenly!" Another row of bullets hit the white-robed man's chest. This time, his chest was no longer protected by the magical defense barrier.

"Boom!" A huge explosion sounded in the crowd, and dozens of Ailan Hill soldiers were affected by the explosion and fell to the ground covered in blood.

Small snowflakes began to fall in the sky, and the remaining Ailan Hill soldiers surrounded them. They rescued their companions, and then used a bayonet to pick up a white strip of cloth left on the ground and cheered loudly.

"Long live Ailan Hill!" They shouted unscrupulously, their shouts shaking the sky! They defeated magic and defeated the gods with mortal bodies!

Not far behind them, a ground-to-ground tactical missile roared towards the distant horizon. A few seconds later, the second missile took off, with a deafening noise, as if the Ailan Hill Empire was roaring.

There is a forest farther away. Inside the forest, several large-caliber self-propelled howitzers are adjusting their firing angles, and a temporary tent attached to the camp is also being set up.

On the other side of the camp, hundreds of trucks carrying various ammunition crowded the road. On both sides of the roadbed, there were soldiers who couldn't see their heads at a glance.

The Ailan Hill grenadiers carried their own weapons, and all kinds of weapons walked on the slightly muddy road.

Countless muzzles swayed slightly from side to side with the footsteps of the soldiers carrying them forward. There are muzzles of assault rifles, light machine guns, and thick rocket launchers.

"Long live your majesty!" When these soldiers heard the emperor finish his speech, they also uttered an overwhelming cry.

They walked all the way from Seris, past Arante, past Dothan, past Higgs, past Veronza, past Holy Demon Empire...

Now, they walked to another world, walked to the source of magic. They are going to overthrow a god, they are going to conquer a brand new world!

What could be more exciting than this? So they shouted from the bottom of their hearts, and only shouts can express their infinite love for their emperor.

With their shouts, another mushroom cloud rose up at the end of the horizon, and the fifth nuclear bomb hit the heads of the assembled demon army...