My Empire
Seven hundred seventy one shout
"The speech of the emperor has not ended ..." Durano General is sitting in the back of the car, reminding a sentence.
The driver hurriedly opened the radio. After a noisy current was disturbed, Chris's voice passed through the radio: "Devil beat! For the world peace, for the Empire ... Allah Hill ... Long live!"
"Long Your Majesty! Long live!" The owner of the luxury car belonging to the General Command of the 4th Group 4th responded to the voice in the radio.
"My Emperor ... Long live!" On the pier, all soldiers were respectfully saluted, and they responded to their emperor's voice in the direction of the motherland.
"Long live Allah Hill!" The whole devil, where there is a place with Ailan Hill soldiers, you can hear such a shout. This shouts rums through the sky, and it is high.
"Long live Allah Hill!" Heavy armor throwing a 10mm caliber slammed troper, and his bullet knocked down his demon soldier in front of him. These demon soldiers were so easy to escape the sky. The bombing, I haven't come to reagent, and I am surrounded by humans.
They didn't rulpt away from this position, and the results found that human defense lines did not confuse, those gods that broke through the human defense, but did not know where they went.
Now, it is the killing of various human soldiers, these have no heavy weapons cover, only the devil's evil attacks of the light weapon are not the opponent of the human soldiers who are waiting for the human soldiers.
"Long live Ailailan!" A man's sergeant pressed a red button in front of a complex panel, and a remote launch position on a distance slammed, disappearing in the sky.
After a few positions of the Whitewater, the Millennist Missile Force was also stabilized with many ordinary infantry.
The attack threat of the White Robe God has been suppressed, and now the human remote firepower is gradually starting to recover.
"Long live Iran!" A Allah Hill throwing the soldiers, and stepped by step by step. He stepped over the white robe of the long sword.
The white robe on the white robe is full of stains, and the edge angle angle has also been broken. His hand holds a long sword, facing the number of human soldiers who are unclear, step by step.
He has killed hundreds of human soldiers, but the human soldiers in front of you have more and more. 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, with almost eternal life, but the body is also fragile and dangerous. If you are swallowed by unstable magic energy, he will explode, nothing will remain.
God waiter, is the waiter of God and the slave of God. They used to be the most powerful magician with human beings, and listened to the guidance of magical origin and became the most powerful legion in the world.
They have a battle, and they are unrel. It is the most powerful soldier of the magic. But now, this goddener found that he was surrounded by a slanting, even magic!
Almost unlimited magical energy is about to be exhausted, those annoying steel bullets are too fast, he has to call magic to defend against our body, and he can't block all the attacks.
"Serve ... God!" His mouth is awkward, and then stopped back, waving the long sword forward.
"Susline!" Answer him, is a more secret gun. The unclear bullets played on the magical defense barrier in the White Robe. Mars splashes it seems to be as shocking.
After a few seconds, the White Sabitors rushed into the people of the Allah Hill soldiers. He waved the long sword and cut it in the crowd.
The red blood was brought by his long sword, and a soldier of Allah Hill fell on the ground. But after this white robe, I was also hit by several bullets, under the broken white robe, and the energy of energy is not controlled.
"Continue to open the fire!" The Alanil officer headed by the Allah Hill regardless of all the loud commands, and he rushed to the front of the white robe.
"Suddenly!" Also a row of bullets played in the chest of the white robe, this time, there is no protection of magic defense barriers before his chest.
"Boom!" The huge explosion rang in the crowd, and more than a dozen Allah Hill soldiers were exploded, and they were full of blood.
The sky began to fall into small snowflakes, and the remaining Elan Hill soldiers surrounded it, they rescued their companions, and then picked up a white cloth left on the ground and cheered loudly.
"Long live I Lan!" They shouted unscrupulously, shouting shouted! They defeated the magic, defeating the gods with the body of the people!
In the place behind them, a gentle tactical missile whizzed and rushed to the horizon of the distance. After a few seconds, the second missile was emptied, with a deafening sound, as if the Elan Hill Empire was roaring.
There is a forest in the forefront, in the forest, and a few large caliber, the own grenaders are adjusting the shooting angle, and a temporary tent belonging to the camp is also built.
On the other side of this camp, hundreds of trucks carry a variety of ammunition, on the road, and the roadbed on the road is a soldier who is not at the end.
Allah Hill throws troops to take their own weapons, all kinds of weapons walk on some slight muddy roads.
The unclear muzzle sways slightly with the footsteps of the soldiers who move forward. There is a gun of the assault rifle, with a muzzle of the light machine gun, and a thick rocket cartridge.
"Long live the emperor!" These soldiers heard the emperor ended his speech, and sent a shout of the mountain inhabit.
They came from Cyreis, walked over Yalant, walked through Doman, walked Higs, walked through Vilona, walked through the Holy Empire ...
Now, they went to the outside world and walked to the front of the magic. They have to overthrow a god, they have to conquer a new world!
What else is more exciting than this? So they screamed from the heart, only shouting can express their hearts, and love the unlimited love of our emperor.
With their shouts, another mushroom cloud started at the horizon, the fifth nuclear bomb, smashed in the top of the devil army ...