"Quick! Stop them!" The leading man in black robe was "overjoyed" when he saw the alien race running over. He stopped at the bridge and panted wildly, as if he was exhausted. The energy fluctuations on his body were a little unstable, as weak as if he was a man who had just practiced.

The Centaur General couldn't help but frowned and shouted loudly: "Get out! The army is moving forward, you lowly humans, don't block the way!"

The man in black robe not only did not get angry, but instead took a few steps forward and said to the Centaur General: "We are not the scattered Austrians, my name is Forde! They are the scattered soldiers and settled in the garrison of five hundred miles away. We were attacked by the Imperial Army and separated from the large army when we retreated! As a result, we met the imperial team halfway!!"

"Human team? Where is it?" When he heard that there were other imperial troops nearby, the Centaur General was startled. His first reaction was that humans had arranged an ambush here. Other alien commanders also looked around nervously, alerting to when a large circle of human mechas would rush out from the side.

However, the scenery around is still the same, with endless river beaches and surging waves. It was almost morning, and the sky turned white. Although there were large forests around, it was obvious that a large number of human soldiers could not be hidden. They couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The Centaur General was so angry that he was frightened by the other party's words as frightened as a frightened bird, and in front of his own army and a group of humans, how could he bear such humiliation? He took two steps forward and pushed the spear in his hand against the black-robed man's chest: "You dare to fool me!"

The man in black robe sat on the ground in fear, revealing his young face inside, and said tremblingly, "No...no! How dare I deceive the lord? What I said is true. We were originally responsible for sending each other to retreat for these precious metals. After we got separated, we met the Imperial Army. They kept chasing us here, and it was about to come here! Sir, save us, we, and supplies are all yours! Sir, you are also going to retreat, right? With this credit, will it be much better to go back then?"

When the Centaurs heard this, they felt that what he said was a truth. It was a fact that most of the troops stationed were using the same routine. After all they went back, there were inevitably several typical examples that were selected to be unlucky. Who knows if the unlucky one was himself? In order to ensure that he would not be so unlucky, he had to make contributions.

What is in front of it now is a small contribution. It seems to be four or five cars of precious metal, and these materials are extremely precious in the alien territory. In addition, these Austrians, if they can continue to produce the Imperial Army that pursues them... they might be able to escape?

Thinking of this, the Centaur said, "You lead the way in front, let's talk about it before we leave here! The number of imperial soldiers chasing you must not be large, otherwise it would be impossible for them to chase more than 500 miles. They will definitely not dare to come out when they see our team. If they dare to come out, we will clean up them all!"

The young Austrian master was immediately grateful. After thanking him repeatedly, he happily called his companions and walked in front of the team and began to walk into the woods. The Centaur General nodded with satisfaction and followed behind the convoy, looking at the occasional metallic luster under the tarpaulin on the car, and was very happy.

The Imperial Army behind them has gradually begun to be pulled apart. Obviously, the empire did not intend to continue to chase them deeper. After crossing the Gangele River, they were temporarily safe. Now that they have such contributions, they can speak out after they go back and say it out loud.

Just as he was thinking, the adjutant next to him couldn't help asking: "General, will there be any danger if we bring these people rashly? The identities of these people are obviously not confirmed. After all, Master Ao does not have a formal household registration in every military garrison site. Do we want it..."

As he said that, it drew a little around his neck.

The general shook his head and said, "Take them back with a lot more valuable than killing them. If they are really the Austrians of other garrison sites, then we can treat them as saving them. If not, we can't make any waves like these guys. At that time, as long as we treat them as prisoners, it will be another kind of credit. Why not do it?"

The adjutant immediately said to himself: "General is right! I am so stupid. I didn't expect you. It seems that the general is very smart! After we go back this time, we may be able to be promoted and make a fortune! After all, the eastern garrison stations were defeated and fled, and there must be rewards and punishments on the top, but not many of them will be brought back with merits!"

When the Centaurs heard this, they felt that this was the reason, so they couldn't help laughing and said, "You are my adjutant. When I get promoted, you will also have great benefits! Don't worry, I will not forget you. You are very considerate and I can use it easily!"

The adjutant suddenly flattered even louder. The joy of escaping from death and his imagination of the future made the Centaur General feel happy. Thinking of the beautiful life in the future, his face couldn't help but smile, and he didn't even notice the dirt that had been vaguely destroyed by the roadside.

It was not until he went deep into the woods that the adjutant discovered a different place and said to the centaur: "General, look at what is ahead?"

The centaur looked closely and immediately shouted at the O'Master in front of him and asked, "What's the roadside?"

The young Austrian wizard ran over and said, "Sir, we saw it when we came. It was a human mecha. I don't know when it fell here. It was basically ruined. Half of the things that were buried in the soil probably floated down from the upper stream?"

The Centaur nodded slightly, without doubting that he was there.

This is where it lacks experience. After thousands of years of rest and recuperation, there are very few aliens who can fight against the Imperial Mecha. Even though the war has started for three months now, there are not so many aliens who can survive a head-on battle.

If an experienced alien race is immediately able to find the flaw in this person's words. How can hundreds of tons of mechas float from upstream to downstream? It is fake to be able to get it in the empire for any elementary school student, but it does not know that such a heavy thing must be buried under the water at the bottom of the mud and sand.

Because the power of the water flow cannot carry such a heavy thing at all, the mecha will definitely sink to the bottom after falling into the river. With the impact of the water flow, facing the silt on the other side of the water flow, it will definitely be washed away due to the flyback of the water flow, forming a large pit. Then as the pit becomes larger and larger, the mecha will turn over and roll upstream.

This principle is recorded in detail in a story of the Empire. The story found in the upstream of the copper bull is almost well-known. However, there are several prerequisites for such a situation, that is, the appearance of the copper bull is relatively smooth and neat, and the bottom of the river is mainly gravel washed down from the upper reaches. Under the gravel is a harder foundation, so when eroding, the copper bull will repeat this action and roll from the downstream to the upstream. However, the mecha is different, and the Gangele River is also different.

The Gangele River passes through almost the entire western continent, but has never experienced loose soil on the road, so the bottom of the river is full of viscous silt, full of nutrients, and may even have aquatic plants growing. It is relatively stable and not so easy to change.

After the mecha enters, it will roll for the first time, but after the first roll, the hardness of the silt will keep the original pit as it is. The flyback of the water flow can only make the pit deeper and deeper under the limitations of the pit. When the pit reaches a certain level, the flyback will disappear, and the silt downstream will gradually bury the mecha again.

But these commanders of the alien race actually believed that these mechas rushed down from the upstream, which was considered to be no common sense. Seeing them, the young Master Austria said a few compliments and turned around and left here, continuing to lead the way ahead.

When passing through the woods, the centaur looked around and saw that the mechas around them were indeed lying on the ground, half of which was buried in the soil, and some trees that looked broken were strung together, looking very miserable under the night.

Seeing this, the Centaur couldn't help laughing: "Humans, you have this kind of times!"

The adjutant also said: "General, humans rely on artillery mechas. These things always have weaknesses. The power of our laws comes from the way of heaven and is favored by the way of heaven. Under the great power of nature, any strange tricks and tricks will become useless!"

The Centaur nodded: "Well, what you said is good! It's not me that I'm going to brag. Retreat today is just a move of rights and interests. There is no benefit in fighting with the Empire at all! If it is placed on a normal battlefield, even if the Empire's largest artillery is placed in front of me, I will not waver at all! Let the shells fly over, I can still stop it!"

"Hahaha! Haha...ha...ha?" The adjutant laughed loudly with it, but as he smiled, he suddenly couldn't laugh. He looked at the group of black-robed men who were running forward frantically in front of him in a daze, and asked, "General, what are they doing? I, Cao..."

The Aunt Mage, who was pushing the cart, ran wildly towards the front for a long distance while the centaur was not paying attention. Four or five cars joined the front and back, and the tarpaulin on the car had been lifted up. The layers of the car connected and connected on the car turned out to be a long cannon barrel.

The adjutant's smile froze on his face and asked, "General, you just said that even if the largest artillery is placed in front of you, what can you do? Can you let me hide behind you?"

How could the centaur care so much? Looking at the light lit up inside the cannon barrel, it suddenly felt a trembling from its soul. It could not stop it! It would definitely not stop this cannon! The sound in its heart told it, and it couldn't help but reach out and grabbed the adjutant next to it and threw it in front: "You go and block it!"

After saying that, the centaur turned around and was about to run.

However, it was too late. Although the power of the small energy-gathering cannons had been weakened, they were not covered. In addition, they were not far from the Style Luo Bridge. The large army had just passed by about one-fifth of the number, less than one-tenth of the number, which was less than one-tenth thousand.

In the future, there was no idea what was still rushing out of the bridge. There were dense forests on both sides. Where did they run? Moreover, will the Imperial Army give them a chance? The light of the energy-gathering cannon quickly swallowed the flying adjutant, and it completely turned into ashes without even making a sound.

The blue and white light column continued to move forward, dividing the entire alien team on the river beach in half. None of the aliens on the central axis could run away, all of them were penetrated, either completely dissipated, or only half of their bodies were left. Some aliens had strong vitality and were not even dead, and half of their bodies made a painful cry on the ground.

After the light column was weakened, it gradually dissipated on the bridgehead of the Style Luo Bridge. But even so, the aliens on the Style Luo Bridge did not dare to go down. The large army began to retreat, and the troops left on the river beach were cut in half and were about to escape to the side.

But after the first group of aliens ran into the woods, waves of rumbling came from their feet, and the main river beach began to tremble. Fire lights burst out from under their bodies, and countless thunders suddenly exploded, immediately consuming a large number of alien soldiers.

In such trembling and fire, the mechas half buried in the land suddenly started to rush, and climbed out of the land with both hands on the ground, without any scars! All the mechas formed a complete blockade circle, blocking all the 100,000 alien races in this river beach.

Then, fierce artillery fire sounded, and countless alien races turned into fragments under the attack of the mecha. The Centaur General, who had just reacted, had half his shoulder gone. It looked back at the direction of the Style Luo Bridge and found that dozens of mechas had climbed out of the waves, carrying a full body of hot steam. After getting ashore, it immediately cleared out a large area of ​​blank space, completely separating the bridgehead and the river beach.

There are always not many alien races in the team, and they can't withstand the blockade of mechas. Under the attack of artillery fire, they immediately retreated one after another, and the bridgehead became the penalty area for all alien races. The centaur couldn't help but shout: "Roar! Come over! There are not many ambushers, and rush over is our victory!"

Of course, the aliens on the bridge also heard its orders. They were all really brave and were about to rush forward.

But at this time, another cannon sound came from behind them. The flames rose from the other end of the Style Luo Bridge, and a large number of screams came. The Imperial Army behind them chased after them! The alien race on the bridge was stunned. What if they had agreed that they were not enough?

The nearly 600,000 foreign troops stationed troops, and after the first fire exchange at the station site, there were only more than 500,000 left. There were losses when they fled. When they arrived at the Gangeer River, there were less than 500,000 in total. Although the entire style Luo Bridge was long and wide, it was absolutely impossible to let go of 500,000 foreign soldiers.

Nearly 100,000 alien soldiers came out from this head, with nearly 200,000 on the bridge, and there were still around 200,000 on the other side. It was indeed as Centaur said, if you really rushed over at all costs and use the 400,000 piles of hundreds of mechas in the back, it would definitely be a complete crush.

After all, even if the mecha has extraordinary combat power, it can crush a large number of ordinary alien warriors, and the position at the bridgehead is easy to defend and difficult to attack. It is obviously a one-man who can do tens of thousands of men. However, the mecha is different. It is a machine and weapon, so it will definitely have tolerance. For a long-term battle, either the weapons are scrapped first or the ammunition is exhausted first.

If you do nothing, you can always use a lot of alien races to block the bridgehead, and then this encirclement is not enough. At that time, alien races will continue to flow, and the imperial mechas can only retreat. Otherwise, when the ammunition is exhausted, these mechas will not be able to escape.

But the empire's pursuers are here!

The pursuers who were originally hanging behind were rushing to chase them quietly. They also used artillery fire to cut off the bridgehead on the other side, and surrounded the 200,000 foreign soldiers on the river beach on the other side.

Since then, the entire alien team has been completely divided into three parts. The bloody battles on both sides, while the aliens on the Style Luo Bridge are messy in the wind. The cold wind blowing from the wide river makes their blood cold. Looking at the war on both sides, they can't do anything, and they don't even know how to walk there.

Walking forward, I saw that there were not many soldiers surrounded by 100,000 soldiers left. Even if they broke through the blockade line and arrived at the opposite side, there were only 200,000, and they really didn't have the confidence to fight against this encirclement. If you go back, the 200,000 people there have not lost much, and they do have some chance of winning. But what's the use of a chance of winning? That's the direction of the empire. Even if you win, the empire has more troops waiting behind.

Many aliens couldn't help but look at the vast river surface. The Gangele River flowed ruthlessly, and anything that happened on the river bank and the river surface, all artillery fire and battle, could not affect it. Only countless blood flowed into the river water, and it was diluted for a while, and there was no trace anymore.

One alien walked to the edge of the bridge, and another alien grabbed it: "Are you crazy? You are not good at the rules of water system and can't fly. There is a famous undercurrent undercurrent under the Gangele River. Can you survive after you go down?"

The alien race was about to collapse. He looked at his companions, then at the war on both sides of the bridge and his comrades who were also at a loss around him, and said in a crying voice: "Do you have any other better ways? Now we are being attacked! I will die when the battle between the two sides is over, so it's better to fight!"

Its words immediately aroused the same feelings among many alien races. Many alien races also walked to the riverside. They looked at each other and then jumped down. When the other alien races saw it, they gritted their teeth and jumped down for nearly 20,000. However, after a moment, fire lights lit up from underwater.
Chapter completed!