Chapter 1275： urgent

"Come on! Cheers!" In a city in the Rock Empire, a general raised his glass to the other men: "It seems that those so-called gods from the Storm Empire are nothing more than that!"

Since the Crusaders supporting the Rock Empire defeated an attacking puppet army, it seems that the attacks of the so-called gods have stopped.

At least from the current situation, the Rock Empire defended its line of defense and formed a confrontation with the attacking gods of the Storm Empire.

This is enough to excite the generals of the Rock Empire guarding the city! They lost several cities in a row before, but now they finally have no such decline, and it is clear that the victory belongs to them.

As long as we wait for the Holy Religious Army to help restore the lost ground, the Rock Empire is still one of the four empires, and it is still the Rock Empire!

"Cheers!" A group of generals also raised their glasses, the smiles on their faces couldn't hide.

They have been suppressed by the previous war situation for too long, and now they finally breathe a sigh of relief, naturally they want to celebrate.

Now they can be said to be strong and strong, and the civilians on the front lines have been removed or directly armed.

The entire city is a fortress. There are more ballistas installed on the city wall, and the city wall is much stronger than that. The opponent's attack on such a tightly defensive city will definitely pay a heavy price.

General Fokker, who was sitting in the first place, still had a gloomy expression. He had seen the troops of those terrifying gods with his own eyes. They were really powerful enemies that made people unable to bear any resistance.

However, the opponent is obviously at a disadvantage in terms of numbers. After attacking a few cities and dispersing his own forces, he no longer has any mobile forces, so he comes to tentatively attack.

Moreover, the Holy See's Holy See's Army is still strong, although the number is not large, but the Pope's Heavenly Sword is indeed well-deserved, and it killed so many mobile forces of the opponent at once, and suddenly slowed the opponent's offensive speed.

It can be clearly felt that after the opponent has lost a unit, the attacking rhythm is obviously messy.

If nothing happens, the war will end in their victory if no new reinforcements arrive.

In fact, Fokker had previously worried that the soldiers of the Stormwind Empire would participate in this war, but he later discovered that the soldiers of the Stormwind Empire did not seem to come one after another.

The opponent didn't seem to use the soldiers of the Storm Empire to guard the rear and gather the main force to continue the offensive.

Judging from these aspects, the other party seems to be not at ease with the empire's armed forces. This is definitely good news.

This shows that the opponent has not completely digested the strength of the Storm Empire, nor can it directly arm the soldiers of the Storm Empire.

All in all, all these things are good news for the Rock Empire, and they are all news worthy of rejoicing.

These good news inspired the ups and downs of the Rock Empire, and everyone felt that they had survived the most difficult moment.

Only Fokker, only Fokker and the eldest prince know that once the opponent has follow-up reinforcements, the defense line of their Rock Empire will be in jeopardy.

"Under the crown of the Pope... If the other party gathers an army to attack again, it will rely on you and the power of the Holy See's God Sword..." Reluctantly squeezing out a smile, Fokker raised the wine glass in front of him and faced him The Pope respectfully said: "I toast you a glass!"

The pope picked up the wine glass with a faint smile on his face, and promised: "We are all people from this world, so naturally we must unite and resist foreign enemies!"

"It's just that what I'm worried about now is not their offense, but another movement of them." As he said, the pope pushed something in front of Fokker.

Fokker was taken aback, then looked at the thing-it was a colorful plastic bag with some strange symbols on it, and painted an indescribable raccoon animal.

"This thing is called dry crispy noodles!" The Pope explained to Fokker: "This thing is for food, and those false gods distribute these very delicious foods on a large scale in the Gale Empire!"

"Buy people's hearts!" Fokker immediately caught the point of the problem: "They are consolidating their occupied areas! They want to stay here for a long time!"

"That's right! When they can mobilize the soldiers of the Storm Empire, they will have hundreds of thousands of troops to use! This is no joke, we will be very passive when these soldiers of the Storm Empire enter the war!" the pope said. .

"Then what can we do?" Fokker asked quickly.

"Proactively attack! Before the other party is assembled, send troops to defeat them! As long as the troops of the false gods are eliminated, then the ordinary soldiers of the Gale Empire will not be worried!" The Pope gave a plan.

Fokker hesitated and said, "Under the crown of the Pope... I fought against the false gods from the Storm Empire... To be honest, if they come out in full force, it won't be easy to deal with!"

"How difficult is it to deal with? We...have the Heavenly Sword!" The Pope is still very confident of his own force.

The Heavenly Sword is his greatest support, as long as he has the Heavenly Sword in his hand, he can defeat any powerful enemy!

If it weren't for the use of the Heavenly Sword, he had to consume the wonderful and hard-won energy in his body, he might have unified the world long ago!

"If, if it's you..." As the general of the Rock Empire, Fokker is naturally familiar with the world. He must speak with the pope in his hands, but in his tone of voice, no matter how he listens, there is a sense of uneasiness. .

The Pope didn't mind. He also felt that only victory can dispel the doubts of defeated generals like Fokker. He also urgently needs a victory to consolidate the position he has now achieved.

He was not alone in desperate need of a victory. Just 17 kilometers away from the city, a human officer stood on a low mound and took off the white gloves he was wearing.

He slapped his trouser legs with his white gloves, and said to his men next to him: "Get ready! Tell our enemy, we are here!"

"Yes!" The subordinate stood up and saluted, and then grabbed the communication phone on the back of the communication person nearby: "In 5 minutes, start on time!"

A few seconds later, on the battlefield covered with camouflage nets, a thick barrel slowly lifted up. A loader pushed a 155mm caliber cannonball into the barrel. The sharp cannonball with the fuze installed happened to be stuck on the neat rifled line.

"Fire!" In the next second, the gunner shouted loudly.