This battle did not become an impressive, high-level general battle as some people imagined. From the beginning to the end, the tone of the battle remained highly consistent.

During the two charges of the Knights that Emperor ** was proud of. After the knights equipped with exquisite shining plate armor and holding thick heavy rifles launched the charge, the ghost scorpion mantis who had already prepared suddenly emerged from the ground and cooperated with the attacked Sixth Division equipped with fifty machine guns on the front line to form a dense firepower net.

The effective range of the Imperial machine gun is 450 meters. It is this 450 meters distance that has become the dividing line between the Imperial Knight's life and death, the world and hell.

The armor on the heavy cavalry could not stop the power of machine gun bullets at all. Even some knight captains equipped with magic armor could not resist it for too long.

It was like cutting wheat, the armor was broken, the blood bloomed around the body, the muscles and armor were broken, and the knights and war horses were killed together... The dense shooting prevented the imperial knights from leaving any further. The road to charge was covered with broken bodies of the knights and war horses, broken armor and weapons, broken rifles, and sad, angry roars: "Sigma!!!"

However, at this moment, the omnipotent Divine Emperor could not protect their lives. As people have said, when the density of bullet shooting reaches a certain level, charge and hand-to-hand combat have become one of the commanders' stupidest decisions. And if this is added with a limit, that is, the "time gap between weapons", making charge and hand-to-hand combat the only choice that can be helped by, then this whole thing can be completely called "tragedy".

The knights of the old era launched a charge to the machine gun positions of the new era... This kind of thing seems like a dream. It is composed of thousands of people and tens of thousands of people's blood, fragmented bodies, red barrels and stacked shells like hills.

After half an hour of charge, the Emperor** had a total of eight teams, and more than 2,000 elite knights were wiped out. The knights fully performed their own tragic heroism. At the last moment, almost all the knights knew that they could not break through the opponent's defense line. Even if they luckily broke through the opponent's storm-like rain of bullets, they would definitely not be able to get benefits from the dark steel demons.

However, in this case, the Knights still chose to attack - charge, charge, die on the road of charge, and die gloriously, ten thousand times better than cowardly and shameful escape!

The Imperial Knights were not spared. The Imperial Knights following them were a little lucky - because they were quite large and relatively faster. If they dared not take into account casualties, as if they were the previous knights, they attacked Sylvania's front. Then the ending was unknown.

Of course it is impossible.

These cavalry had long been frightened by Sylvania's demonic weapon that spit out flames. This weapon exceeded the limit of their imagination. They had not been influenced by the spirit of the knights, nor did they have the enthusiasm of the elite knights of various knights in the Empire to die.

At the same time, the other four divisions in Sylvania who entered the battlefield also put great pressure on them. At this moment, even fools could understand. Now they are not hunting others - they are the prey themselves.

After some turmoil, the Emperor re-arranged the front line. Several cavalry regiments at the forefront of Duke Mandreid turned over, facing one cavalry regiment to the Sylvanian Division that was originally their target, while the other five cavalry regiments were at a 125-degree angle to it, facing the four divisions coming to Sylvania to assist.

However, although the formation gave people a little stability, that false emotion still could not make the cavalry immunity to the powerful firepower of the undead army. Most of the cavalry were stumbled in front of the imperial firepower network, allowing the emperor officials to shout loudly, and used whips to beat them. They even drew out their swords to kill several guys who were intending to turn around and escape, and they didn't want to move forward.

"What a surprising weapon..." Duke Mandreid sighed like this. At the same time, he sighed secretly in his heart that he would definitely not win this battle. And the fate of the empire seemed to be...

"But, no matter what, I am the Duke of the Empire and the believer of the God Emperor Sigma! I must not retreat at this time!" The Duke thought this in his heart, and then shouted out like this.

He instigated the war horses to move forward, and the guards beside him, the White Wolf Knight of Miranden, and a group of Holy Lords belonging to the wolf god Ukulei followed him and advanced to the forefront of the battlefield. Then, under the amplified magic effect of his magic consultant, the Duke mixed with angry, irresistible excitement sounded in front of the Emperor* array:

"We are believers of Sigma! We are the glorious people of the empire! We are standing in the center of the old world, the hope of mankind!!! At this time, we cannot retreat, be afraid, and have no hesitation. Soldiers, I want to ask you a question!

Are you more likely to survive than your hearts for freedom? More than your faith and glory?! Are you willing to be enslaved by a group of dead people? Are you willing to kneel down and lick the boots of those inhuman monsters vampires?! If you think that is what you deserve, if you think that as long as you survive, everything doesn't matter, then throw down your weapons and surrender. I hope that after this, the shackles on your body will not be heavy and unbearable!"

With the passionate speech of the Duke, around this group of soldiers like mobs raised their courage again. They shouted loudly, scattered and noisy, and the harsh voices expressed only one meaning - that is, they were unwilling! As mentioned in the previous few holy wars of the undead, no matter what, the living people would not be willing to be enslaved by the dead!

"madness."

Because of the amplification magic, the Sylvanian vampires on the other end of the array also heard Duke Mandreid's words. This speech to them naturally aroused the dissatisfaction and anger of the vampires. It was also after that the four vampires' divisions were half-encircled, attacking the Emperor from west to east.

The first thing that played the most exciting melody was the eighteen-pound fast infantry cannons equipped by all five divisions, a total of four hundred artillery fired three rounds, breaking the opponent's tragedy in a very short period of time, tearing the opponent's passion, and blowing their bodies that had just been on the rushing blood to pieces.

These 1,200 conical shells suddenly exploded in their positions. Each of these shells loaded with the latest modulated new gunpowder can ensure that everything disappears within a distance of five meters - each shell is enough to destroy ten or even more enemies. In some places where they are unlucky and have endured several shells, the cavalry and war horses were all blown away, leaving only a blood mist mixed with gunpowder smoke and a crater with a diameter of more than half a meter.

Then, after the opponent's forward was hit and suffered heavy losses and his morale dropped, the undead army launched a charge. Nearly 700 ghost scorpion mantle fired fireballs using magic attack devices, while charging towards the Emperor's position at a speed that was almost over the galloping horse. At the same time, the fourth round of gunfire of Emperor's bombardment began, and the shells struck the top of the ghost scorpion mantle and fell into the second line of Emperor's line, which had not been hit much just now.

He was completely unable to resist, and there was no chance to resist... Duke Mandreid shouted loudly while the Dead Army launched an attack. A group of cavalry, who had courage because of his just speech, rushed over with the undead shells and machine guns. As mentioned before, with enough numbers and speed, some of these cavalry were lucky to rush to the front of the ghost scorpion mantis. They waved swords, nail hammers, or rifles and spears to attack these steel monsters.

According to their first impression, they still regarded the seemingly fragile arthropods as the first target of attack. However, this self-righteous behavior only brought a new round of despair. The arthropods were more tough than imagined, making all attacks from the Imperial Cavalry return in vain. At the same time, the powerful counterattack of the ghost scorpion mantis, which was also not inferior to the long-range attack, was beyond the expectations of the Imperial Cavalry!

The ghost scorpion mantised with weapons all over the body, wielding the axe blade and sickle, quickly and without hesitation, happily cut all the Emperor* cavalry who rushed forward into pieces. Then crushed them-

The ghost scorpion mantis did not stay in place, but moved forward quickly like a harvester. No matter how many dull enemy soldiers were left in the spot, they were so scared that they were trembling all over. They all charged forward, charged, charged, swung sickles to harvest life, fired bullets and blue fireballs to kill the enemy... Almost no creature in this world could block the attacks of these crazy monsters.
Chapter completed!