The Lord Who Wants to Be Emperor
After the tank brigade entered the Anti-Mei defense line, the infantry in the trenches quickly jumped out and followed behind the Type 59 medium tank.
The Cleveland Army on the second line of defense also broke the fire, but their bullets hit the Type 59 medium tank, which had no effect except for a clear steel crash.
Every time the electromagnetic tank gun fires, it can knock down a fortress, and it is as powerful as the KL07 155mm field gun.
Under the pressure of the Type 59 medium tank, the fortress group on the defensive line opened a gate through which a tank could pass.
A team of five hundred knights rushed out, they shouted and rushed to the tank, and the leading knight instructor roared.
"Joint assault!"
The azure blue barrier instantly enveloped the entire Knight Order, rushing towards the tank group in a cone-shaped formation.
Facing the situation of the knights charging, the tank unit had been prepared for a long time, and the tank captain shouted: "Fire at the knights! Fire at full speed."
Boom...
The all-metal electromagnetic armor-piercing projectile spouted from the muzzle, shooting at the Knights with a dazzling arc, because the speed of the projectile was too fast, and the arc would fall on the blue barrier like a beam of light.
The white light bounced off after hitting the azure blue barrier, but the azure blue barrier was also darkened by a point.
Then a few more shells fell, and the blue barrier quickly dimmed. When the thirteenth shell fell, the blue barrier exploded and turned into sky blue particles.
The rest of the shells directly blasted the Knights into dregs, and only the leading knight instructor jumped when the shells were about to hit him.
The horse that had been with him for many years was torn apart in the shells.
The knight instructor dropped his shield and slashed towards the Type 59 medium tank with swords in both hands.
The azure blue sword light was cut down with the knight sword, and a dazzling magical light appeared on the surface of the turret of the Type 59 medium tank.
The knight instructor's face changed slightly, and he clearly felt that the knight sword in his hand was being held.
How thick is this iron bump in front of me?
The knight instructor struggled to draw the knight sword out, and the original location was immediately covered by countless bullets.
Before jumping off the Type 59 medium tank, the knight instructor glanced at the crack in the turret. The sword had cut through the turret, and the gap was enough to see the gunner inside.
But the knight instructor didn't have any joy, the turret was too hard, and he barely split a gap on the top of the turret. Ordinary professionals can't hurt the iron bumps in front of them at all.
The knight instructor did not rush into the soldiers. The target of his attack this time was the iron bumps in front of him, so that he would not waste time attacking ordinary soldiers.
The knight instructor kept slashing back and forth on the tank, and soon he discovered that the barrel was the weakest place in defense, and the barrel could be cut off with a single sword, but it could not cause any substantial damage to the tank.
When the knight instructor wanted to retreat to rest, a bullet flew over his temple. In that second, he felt a deep crisis.
A mentor-level powerhouse has locked him in.
The knight instructor quickly retreated and rushed back to the second line of defense at the fastest speed.
The next moment, a yellow light fell from the sky, and the knight instructor's body still maintained a forward posture, but the entire head exploded, leaving only a headless body galloping.
"It's as disgusting as a fly." Tokins said with a curl of his lips in the clouds, thousands of meters above the battlefield.
When the officer on the second line of defense saw the death of the knight instructor, he couldn't help showing a trace of sadness.
Those steel monsters are too defensive.
Suddenly, a messenger ran up in a panic.
"Emergency report! A large number of unified forces appeared after the third line of defense."
"What?" The highest commander of the Anti-May line is Cromwell, the chief knight of Duke Durandal.
"Why is there a unified army behind?" Cromwell asked nonsense, but he quickly shook his head and said dissatisfied: "Where is Viscount Remington of the third line of defense?"
When the herald heard Viscount Remington, he couldn't help but said: "As soon as the united army appeared, Viscount Remington led his guards to break through without closing the encirclement."
"Shit! I've said that Viscount Remington is unreliable." Cromwell roared.
"Then who is the commander of the third line of defense now?"
Facing Cromwell’s questioning, the herald trembled and said: “It’s a Burundian knight tutor, but the other party was assassinated as soon as he organized an army to resist. Now life or death is uncertain.”
Cromwell sat directly on the main seat, his eyes blank. He knew very well that the main defensive facilities of the Anti-Mei defense line were on the front, and the back was completely undefended, let alone facing the brave and combative United Army.
"Report! The communication of our military's magic phone is cut off, and it is no longer possible to reach the periphery." The response of the correspondent made Cromwell's face white again.
"The Marquis of Aslan had planned it a long time ago. Once a war breaks out, we can cut off our communication as soon as possible." Another knight instructor said nervously.
"Sika, go to the third line of defense immediately, no matter what you use, give me twenty-four hours to hold on and let me establish a position behind the second line of defense." Although Cromwell was angry, he was calm.
Sika had just performed a knight's salute and turned around and ran out of the command post with a few of them, and saw a messenger rushing in with a weeping face.
"Your Excellency Commander-in-Chief, the third line of defense has been breached, and the United Army is gathering in front of the third line of defense."
When Cromwell heard it, there was a loud bang in his brain, something surged up his chest, the next moment a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person fainted.
For a while, the entire command center was in chaos, Sika decisively took over the command, her expression gloomy, and even took action to stop the magician who was preparing for emergency rescue.
"Filin, you take the Cromwell command to the rear to recuperate." Sika said to his cronies, and winked at him at the same time.
Ferryn nodded knowingly, and sent Cromwell to the rest area behind the fort with his soldiers.
Sika is indeed the most loyal follower of Duke Durandal, but if you know that Sika was just an ordinary grand knight two years ago, I believe that few people dare to treat them with a normal heart.
In fact, in the few years after the rise of Merlot, the number of powerhouses in the entire Northern Continent who broke through the mentor-level realm was several times or even more than that of the previous Northern Continent.
This was also the game that Aslan was under. Many great swordsman peak-level powerhouses seeking to come to the door, Aslan did not let them follow him, but let them continue to return to their former followers to lurk.
Aslan doesn’t need them to betray their respective lords, as long as they become pro-Merlotites overtly and secretly, and don’t let them send out any important information on weekdays. It is enough to properly promote the beauty of Merlot. , For example, Sika is like that.
Chapter 692: 692： 692: Type 59
The Cleveland Army on the second line of defense also broke the fire, but their bullets hit the Type 59 medium tank, which had no effect except for a clear steel crash.
Every time the electromagnetic tank gun fires, it can knock down a fortress, and it is as powerful as the KL07 155mm field gun.
Under the pressure of the Type 59 medium tank, the fortress group on the defensive line opened a gate through which a tank could pass.
A team of five hundred knights rushed out, they shouted and rushed to the tank, and the leading knight instructor roared.
"Joint assault!"
The azure blue barrier instantly enveloped the entire Knight Order, rushing towards the tank group in a cone-shaped formation.
Facing the situation of the knights charging, the tank unit had been prepared for a long time, and the tank captain shouted: "Fire at the knights! Fire at full speed."
Boom...
The all-metal electromagnetic armor-piercing projectile spouted from the muzzle, shooting at the Knights with a dazzling arc, because the speed of the projectile was too fast, and the arc would fall on the blue barrier like a beam of light.
The white light bounced off after hitting the azure blue barrier, but the azure blue barrier was also darkened by a point.
Then a few more shells fell, and the blue barrier quickly dimmed. When the thirteenth shell fell, the blue barrier exploded and turned into sky blue particles.
The rest of the shells directly blasted the Knights into dregs, and only the leading knight instructor jumped when the shells were about to hit him.
The horse that had been with him for many years was torn apart in the shells.
The knight instructor dropped his shield and slashed towards the Type 59 medium tank with swords in both hands.
The azure blue sword light was cut down with the knight sword, and a dazzling magical light appeared on the surface of the turret of the Type 59 medium tank.
The knight instructor's face changed slightly, and he clearly felt that the knight sword in his hand was being held.
How thick is this iron bump in front of me?
The knight instructor struggled to draw the knight sword out, and the original location was immediately covered by countless bullets.
Before jumping off the Type 59 medium tank, the knight instructor glanced at the crack in the turret. The sword had cut through the turret, and the gap was enough to see the gunner inside.
The knight instructor did not rush into the soldiers. The target of his attack this time was the iron bumps in front of him, so that he would not waste time attacking ordinary soldiers.
The knight instructor kept slashing back and forth on the tank, and soon he discovered that the barrel was the weakest place in defense, and the barrel could be cut off with a single sword, but it could not cause any substantial damage to the tank.
When the knight instructor wanted to retreat to rest, a bullet flew over his temple. In that second, he felt a deep crisis.
A mentor-level powerhouse has locked him in.
The knight instructor quickly retreated and rushed back to the second line of defense at the fastest speed.
The next moment, a yellow light fell from the sky, and the knight instructor's body still maintained a forward posture, but the entire head exploded, leaving only a headless body galloping.
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Only after losing his head two more steps, the headless knight fell to the ground weakly."It's as disgusting as a fly." Tokins said with a curl of his lips in the clouds, thousands of meters above the battlefield.
When the officer on the second line of defense saw the death of the knight instructor, he couldn't help showing a trace of sadness.
Those steel monsters are too defensive.
Suddenly, a messenger ran up in a panic.
"Emergency report! A large number of unified forces appeared after the third line of defense."
"What?" The highest commander of the Anti-May line is Cromwell, the chief knight of Duke Durandal.
"Why is there a unified army behind?" Cromwell asked nonsense, but he quickly shook his head and said dissatisfied: "Where is Viscount Remington of the third line of defense?"
When the herald heard Viscount Remington, he couldn't help but said: "As soon as the united army appeared, Viscount Remington led his guards to break through without closing the encirclement."
"Shit! I've said that Viscount Remington is unreliable." Cromwell roared.
"Then who is the commander of the third line of defense now?"
Facing Cromwell’s questioning, the herald trembled and said: “It’s a Burundian knight tutor, but the other party was assassinated as soon as he organized an army to resist. Now life or death is uncertain.”
Cromwell sat directly on the main seat, his eyes blank. He knew very well that the main defensive facilities of the Anti-Mei defense line were on the front, and the back was completely undefended, let alone facing the brave and combative United Army.
"The Marquis of Aslan had planned it a long time ago. Once a war breaks out, we can cut off our communication as soon as possible." Another knight instructor said nervously.
"Sika, go to the third line of defense immediately, no matter what you use, give me twenty-four hours to hold on and let me establish a position behind the second line of defense." Although Cromwell was angry, he was calm.
Sika had just performed a knight's salute and turned around and ran out of the command post with a few of them, and saw a messenger rushing in with a weeping face.
"Your Excellency Commander-in-Chief, the third line of defense has been breached, and the United Army is gathering in front of the third line of defense."
When Cromwell heard it, there was a loud bang in his brain, something surged up his chest, the next moment a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person fainted.
For a while, the entire command center was in chaos, Sika decisively took over the command, her expression gloomy, and even took action to stop the magician who was preparing for emergency rescue.
"Filin, you take the Cromwell command to the rear to recuperate." Sika said to his cronies, and winked at him at the same time.
Ferryn nodded knowingly, and sent Cromwell to the rest area behind the fort with his soldiers.
Sika is indeed the most loyal follower of Duke Durandal, but if you know that Sika was just an ordinary grand knight two years ago, I believe that few people dare to treat them with a normal heart.
In fact, in the few years after the rise of Merlot, the number of powerhouses in the entire Northern Continent who broke through the mentor-level realm was several times or even more than that of the previous Northern Continent.
This was also the game that Aslan was under. Many great swordsman peak-level powerhouses seeking to come to the door, Aslan did not let them follow him, but let them continue to return to their former followers to lurk.
Aslan doesn’t need them to betray their respective lords, as long as they become pro-Merlotites overtly and secretly, and don’t let them send out any important information on weekdays. It is enough to properly promote the beauty of Merlot. , For example, Sika is like that.
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