My Empire

Three hundred and fifty-two dragon

Long Shek is the heavy town of the southern part of the Eternal Empire, and once a fierce battle has been burst here. About 70,000 soldiers in Eternal Empire are here to meet about 300,000 soldiers.

That is a desperate battle. The end result is that the Empire occupied Long Shek, but it also became a ruin in the battle.

Yes, when the Empire is getting this city, it is already a ruin. Now, this city that has experienced countless suffering is being subjected to more suffering and test.

Now, at this moment, in this ruin, the main customer is easy, the soldiers of the Empire become the party of the city, and the army of Allah Hill has become a party.

Allah Hill's offensive method, but it is more than ten times more than ten times more than the Empire. Before the ground offensive, the carpet bombing has already baptized this city.

Countless bombs explode in the city, which is more unrecognizable, which is already a ruined city.

The mage tower that was originally also visited, and the wall of the crack of the magic array was almost in peace.

It is a huge pop-up wall everywhere, and it is a corpse, or it is a body that has been broken everywhere.

Then, followed by the mechanized troops to arrive at the frontline of the frontline and mechanized traction artillery, once again greeting this city called Long Shek.

Countless 155mm caliber grenaders, more 105mm caliber grenaders' shells, falling in this city, deploying the Empire to hundreds of thousands of arms, and tens of thousands of magicians, blowing ash face.

In a battle, the soldiers of the Empire barely blocked the attack of Allah Hill. They destroyed 7 tanks, but also a soldier of 300 Alan Hill.

Of course, this battle is not a unilateral massacre, the opposite is a very fierce battle. The main force of the empire, the real magician Legion killed more than 200 people, and about 3,000 soldiers were made into parts.

Just in such a battle, both sides have seen the real cruel war.

On the battlefield just quiet, a round huge slit, a magician wearing a helmet is wiping his Sword.

He seriously wiped the blood above, because he used this to use this Sword.

I hached a soldier who rushed to him.

The other party's weapon case is gave him a chance to shoot. Allah Hill uses a large number of steel shells, which is also a inevitable choice and inevitable result of the massive weapon in a cruel war environment.

Taking advantage of this rare peace, everyone is holding down their own spirit. They know that the next battle will only become more cruel, so they all enjoy this time they belong to their own time.

Perhaps, next second, they have been overwhelmed by the slabs of the mortal.

Although I don't want to admit, each of them is heavy. Just just a testistic attack, but they have paid a fairly heavy cost to block.

I am afraid that people who are proud have seen, those who are in the front battlefield. That was the power of them, but now I have someone else.

"Give!" A young soldier carrying the bag went to the edge of the slit, kneeling his body, handing a bottle of blue medicine in his hand to the magic warrior in the slurry: "Magic supplement! Save some use, we Not much inventory. "

"You'd better give me one more, I am afraid of a matter of not enough." The magic warrior in the slurgiver reached out and took the magic crystal bottle of the other party to his hand, showing a little bit of stubborn smile: "Thank you."

"There is no more! Everyone has only one, this is the above rules." The young soldier explained a sentence, I want to get up.

The magic soldiers in the slurgiver stopped the other party, saying: "Hey! I said, boy! How much is the soldier on the above, how much is it? You give me more, I have someone here. ""

After finishing, he refers to the side of his own slit, and a never had a cold body: "He is still dead!"

In fact, the armor on the body has been distorted, which is obviously directly hit by the shock wave of the shell, even those magic defensive runes above, and have no life of the helmet owner.

"He is still alive?" The young soldier carrying the bag, then saw the twisted armor, a honest face: "Ah!"

He was shocked, almost fell into the slurry. Although he has seen a lot of dead people all the way, it is a more miserable one.

"What are you afraid? When he is alive, it is good, always likes to joke. He is from Burkland, but the individual face." The magic soldiers in the slit laughed, and he was introduced.

The young face is white, I feel that I have to spit out, so I handed another bottle of magic supplementation to each other: "Don't say it! Please don't say it! It's really damn, see ghosts!"

He left the sluggout, and he didn't take two steps away, he heard a gun. He shrinks his neck, and quickly found a bunker and hiding, and then dared to look back and see what happened.

Then he saw the soldiers of a magical army were hit by bullets, and many people helped him to retreat to the safe position.

"Sniper! There is a sniper!" On the position, many soldiers were running, and they became flustered on the position of the silence.

"Doctor? Some people are guns!" After the bunker, some people screamed loudly, but they were a new round of artillery.

A shell fell behind the ruins behind the young people, and the young soldier who sent the magic supplementation felt that the earth under his feet suddenly trembled.

Then, I haven't waited for him to cover my ear, and the huge explosion swept, let him not help but frown to the eyes.

There is a battle to start, and I don't know if the magician who is sniper is willing to be treated. No one should pay attention to what the old comrades are concerned, because the shells of the rainpot have been falling down -

Longling's body is almost a lot, starting to make up tomorrow, please look forward to it.