My Empire

"Go to death!" Almost at the same time, a high-fire gun airborne gun handed his empty aimer and was rapidly close to their holy imperial cavalry.

"Hope, you can also hold this! Silly X!" After the spell, he deducted the fire-opening trigger, then the 3mm caliber high-powered two-use guns, starting its singing.

"Hey! Hey!" It seems that it is not fast to shoot, and there is a continuous fire of the fire that sounds not pleasing, and it makes the battlefield noisy. A gunball hit the knight who blocked it, then shredded this poor insect on its road.

Then, after interrupted the neck of the giant horse, this shell interrupted the body of the knight, and then flew to the knight's body, smashed another soldier's armor, and wore this knight. chest.

Subsequently, with an unprecedented momentum, this shell continued to fly forward, drilling into the body of the third knight, shocked the lungs of the knight. When his mouth spitting blood and turned over from the back of the horse, he had a bloody.

The second cannonball has entered the crowd at this time, and it is also a state that cannot be blocked before. This knight's blood splashes to another knight's face, and the arms of another knight falls in the arms of the comrades behind ...

On both sides of the 1 group, the high-absorbers of the two 30mm caliber began to shoot, and the first time showed the terrible attack power in the state of the ground. The high-gun shooting of the World War II has begun to become a disaster in the battlefield and tank soldiers. The high-tech gunsided by the world are also brought to the magical cavalry.

Cross fires began to harvest the lives of countless holy imperial magic cavalry, those who were originally eye-catching into a group of giant cavalry, and fell on the road to the forward.

The battlefield turned again into a complete slaughter, but this time the laughter object is not the knights of the high-top magic empire, but the mortal imperial soldiers who control the advanced weapon technology.

"Bullet!" Opened the chain of one hundred bullets connected, and a machine gun shouted at his sighter hand, and the enemy was already in front of him. He must strive to win the bullet to pour Talent.

At his side, the sighter has put a new bomb chain in the gun body and buckled the above cover. After completing a series of filling actions, this depression almost shouted in hysteria: "Fill it!"

"!" Pull the gun, this shooter once again aligned the guns of the machine guns that have been disabled by the fire. If you don't hesitate, he buckled his trigger, and his muzzle spurted the flame again.

"Success! Sudden!" The dense male bullet rushed to the opposite enemy, leaving a flare and blood in the enemy. In his aiming latter gap, he clearly saw that the enemies took a fall in the heavy rain formed by the bullet.

Messenger felt that his breathing was becoming difficult. He saw the knight in front of his knight, and he saw the knight next to himself, and he saw a follower branched in the hurricane.

Maybe, his casualties have more than 1,000 people? Maybe, have 1,500 people? At all, I didn't dare to see how many Knight's Massens, now there is only one thought, that is, rush into the enemy's position as soon as possible.

Once, he was eager to rush into the enemy's position because he is eager to win again and again, eager to stimulate the great victory of his nerve. However, this time, he is eager to rush into the enemy's position because he knows that he can live.

This is a ridiculous causal relationship.

On the way forward, it seems that there is a wall that is invisible, and the holy empire knights hit on this wall will be blurred. No matter how strong what is their brave, in front of this insurmountable wall, it has become fragile and small.

"The last time, there is this unable to defeat the opponent, when is it?" General Moss asked himself in his heart, but no one gave him this answer. I have been too long in the east, it seems that I have my own courage, I have done it ...

"For the Monive Empire! Advance!" Exhausted the strength of the whole body, Mosses in the center of the cavalry team, and the slogan encouraged soldiers to advance. This may be the first time for hundreds of years, the troops of the Magic Empire need to encourage talents to continue to face the mortal army.

"Long live the Holy Devil!" As if he is self-hypnosis, the giant knight of these Holy Devils also came to drink, it seems that only this can let them get the courage, continue to spurt the enemy of the fire tongue. Impact.

Unfortunately, under the cutting of steel, their courage becomes less and less, becoming the same fragile with their flesh and blood. In the Holy Empire's heavy machine, there is a high-tech gun's attack, the mighty cavalry team has become less and fewer, less and less.

"The Dragon Knight has not been dispatched? This is also a strange." Looking at the magical imperial cavalry that has been on the front battlefield, Chris frowned some doubts.

He did not expect the Holy Devil to finally did not dispatch the lotus Dragon Knights, according to his thoughts, while the terrible air power should join the battlefield while the cavalry shocks.

After all, this is almost the typical flashing war, while the "tank" force is promoted, using the bomber to open the road - unfortunately, the other party did not give him such a serious trouble, they were separated to attack, and they did not join the battlefield. .

"Maybe, their dragon knight has left ..." Wilkes put down the telescope and looked at their monarch: "Your Majesty, on the battlefield, we have won."

At this time, at this time, about 3,000 holy Empire's giant cavalry, it has been almost halfway. This is definitely a fatal blow for a cavalry team, because the rest of the troops have been completely unable to launch an attack.

These cavalry were disrupted, and they didn't know how they were faced with the bodies of comrades. They had lost their fighting, and even the courage to continue to charge forward.

Some soldiers want to retreat to the horse back, some soldiers want to stop waiting for orders, some soldiers have been smashed by the body, some soldiers are helpless, follow their commanders to continue the charge.

The cavalry troops rushing through the fire stream are no longer black press, but it has been broken into a few non-continuous small stock troops. These troops did not threaten in front of the Elan Hill threw.

The Massens of Morsners want to stabilize their troops, and he wants to work hard to victory. He was able to control his huge horse, and he kept near the enemy in front of him. He was already ready to be magical. Just let him approach more than ten meters, he can release a fireball, destroy his positive machine gun. position.

"Close up! Curie!" Take a look within his range, he felt that his horse lost his power at once. His whole people fell forward because of inertia, in front of him, have been blocked with his deputy enthusiasts and planted at the same time.

The shells passed through the body of the author, and also hit the giant horses under Massens. Massens will not think about it, he fell into the ground, and lost the rifles that had been broken at the same time, and took out the sword of the waist.

His whole person hit the corpse of the deputy officials, and stood up in peace and sound, and then greeted the arms of Allah Hill, and took his own footsteps. His armor has been gray, he has also begun to breathe, and the heavy armor has to become the burden of the Mosses after the load of the giant horse.

So his step is some, his body is no longer accomplished, he is ready for his magic, and the countless bullet hit by the face. It has been burned to the flame long sword can only be used as a cane. The general of Moses wants to stand firm but find that the body does not listen to your own call.

He bowed his head and looked at the big and small cavity of his chest, and he wanted to open his mouth but only spit out of blood. His knees have been in the ground, and the body is not a predecessor. When the Massens of General Masset hit the ground, he could only see the soil in front of him, and he was soaked in his own blood.

When the Holy Vendor's heavy machine has a high-shot, the holy imperial cavalry on the front is a corpse of the sea ... Zero zero disappeared, the knight struggling from the ground I got up and stopped, it seems so helpless.

"Hey!" The commander of the 1st group Walter took out his own long sword, pointing to the direction of 13 groups: "1 group! Advance!"

"Hey!" The officers took their own long swords followed his command, and the 1 group was started slowly from the accompaniment of the drum. The dense lascap knife forms a forest, a sharp fatal forest.

"The brothers of 13 regiments have been revenge! This battle, we don't capture!" This sharp forest panched downwards in shouting, then thorns the giant horses that fell on the ground, and The Holy Devil's knight wants to struggle.