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Chapter 1260 Downton King's Landing

Night has fallen, and the cruel war is like a grand symphony, rushing to its climax, filled with death, making the moonlight dyed with a thick layer of blood!

The dead souls are wailing and the living beings are crying!

Zhi!

A scorching blue-white beam of light cut through the sky like a holy sword, illuminating the ground in pure white. Some soldiers subconsciously looked up and saw it piercing through the fleet.

The battleship hit head-on by the beam directly suffered a large-scale meteorite explosion.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In the violent explosion, the battleship disintegrated visibly to the naked eye and turned into burning fragments, falling into the sky like fireflies.

The warship began to fall, and the beam, which was blocked for a while, continued to bombard. Six warships were affected along the way. Two of them were seriously damaged by the bombs and lost their balance, so they had to make an emergency landing. The remaining ones also burned with flames and could not continue.

The battle has begun and emergency repairs must be carried out.

"This is……"

The staff was completely shocked. The power of a single shot was so terrifying. Only the flagship of the King of Jutland could have such terrifying destructive power.

The air battle above the blue sky affects morale the most. Although the Hornet still has dozens of warships, the scene of six warships withdrawing from the battle sequence with one shot is still deeply imprinted on the pupils of some soldiers. Their

The offensive subconsciously slowed down.

The education level of the soldiers was not high. In their view, such a result meant that the enemy was very powerful, and they unnaturally developed a fear of the enemy.

"Continue to attack, it's just an accident. If you work harder, you can break through the castle and get the loot at your fingertips!"

The centurions were all experienced veterans, shouting at the top of their lungs to boost morale. However, they finally raised their fighting spirit, and in the night sky, a huge fortress broke through the clouds and appeared.

On the fortress, the lighting system was running at full power, and all the magic headlights were turned on, so people on the ground could clearly see the delicate appearance of this Titan Fortress.

It is so majestic and domineering, and so ferocious and fierce, as if a god has descended into the world, roaring onto the battlefield with supreme majesty!

That terrifying sense of oppression made everyone's eyeballs twitch, as if they were squeezed and filled with blood and were about to burst.

"The main gun is charged!"

In the bridge, the mechanical sound of the magic auxiliary support system sounded, and Downton named her Lisa and set up a virtual personality.

On the main screen, the Hornet's fleet group is changing its formation, dispersing as quickly as possible to reduce the number of losses in one shot as much as possible.

"Aim at the opponent's flagship and launch!"

It is indeed a fleet of a great empire. It has rich combat experience and the commander's talents are outstanding. The energy consumed by this cannon is worth tens of millions when converted into gold coins. Although he knows that the result will not be too great, Downton has no choice.

, he must suppress the battlefield, otherwise he will not be able to repel the enemy with just conventional combat power.

The front of the fortress suddenly lit up with a dazzling blue-white light that made it difficult for people to look directly at it. It was the main gun.

"Quick, evade, evade. Ahem!"

On the Hornet flagship, the captain roared at the top of his lungs, then coughed violently. He used too much force and tore his vocal cords.

The helmsman held the operating lever tightly and twisted it to the limit to turn the battleship. The sweat on his forehead was like the Niagara Falls, and the clothes all over his body were soaked through.

"It's coming!"

On the main screen, the blue-white beam of light shot through the air, causing many people to scream, and then the battleship shook violently.

The beam was so thick that the battleship could not completely avoid it. Through the huge earthquake and the inertia of the fall, the crew knew that the battleship had been hit.

"You can live! You can live!"

Some people held the cross hanging on their chests with both hands and prayed devoutly, but the next moment, desperate screams echoed through the bridge.

"No, that beam turned!"

The main gun moved so that the beam was like a saber, directly cutting off the flagship, submerging it, and smashing it into pieces.

Zhi!

The blue-white beam of light gradually became thinner and weaker, and finally disappeared into the night sky, leaving only the remains of the flagship falling like snowflakes.

The battlefield fell into dead silence for an instant, and the Dortmund army's offensive was suffocated. You must know that the flagship is the symbol of the army, so it is not only built extremely huge, but also has a unique appearance, which can be recognized at a glance.

How many times had the soldiers of the Hornet surged forward under the protection of the flagship to conquer all enemies, but this time, they actually saw its destruction with their own eyes.

"Shooted down?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, it must have hidden in the clouds, yes, that must be the case!"

"Dortmund is invincible, long live Jutland!"

The soldiers muttered to themselves, and some shouted loudly. Only in this way could they temporarily suppress the fear growing in their hearts.

"Send the order, withdraw the troops!"

Klopp stared at the fortress in the sky, his face as dark as if it was smeared with ink.

"But……"

The staff wanted to advise, "It only takes a few more minutes to capture the castle."

"Withdraw troops!"

Klopp suddenly roared. He, who always loved his subordinates, swung his riding crop for the first time. The force was so strong that he knocked the chief of staff to the ground, and half of his cheeks were swollen.

The desolate and low sound of the horn sounded and spread throughout the battlefield.

The staff members were silent, with unwillingness and anger flashing on their faces. They actually understood that the legion commander's judgment was good. As the fortress intervened on the battlefield, the situation between the enemy and ourselves had been reversed.

"What's going on? Are you withdrawing your troops?"

The soldiers who were still fighting bloody battles at the top of the city were dumbfounded when they heard the sound of the horn. They were so far away from breaking the city, so far away from their achievements, so far away from the trophies. They were already so easy to get, but...

"We're leaving. There's no follow-up support. If we continue to fight, everyone will die!"

A bald man grabbed the centurion leader.

"Withdrawing like this? How can we be worthy of those dead people? Look, they can't rest in peace at all!"

The centurion spat and tried to shake off the veteran's arm.

"Ma Lebi, if you want to die, don't drag us down. Those who are alive must continue to live. Otherwise, who will take care of their families!"

The veteran cursed and pushed the centurion away. The next moment, the barbarian's battle ax struck him. He blocked it, but he couldn't resist at all. Half of his body was cut off.

"Damn! Damn! Damn!"

The centurion shouted angrily, turned around and jumped on the back of the armored dragon. Although he didn't look back, the veteran's face had long been imprinted in his mind.

Looking around, the battlefield was full of defeated troops retreating like a tide. Listening to the loud cheers of the Delankfurt army behind him, the centurion suddenly didn't understand.

"Why are we fighting this war?"

The centurion leader took a glance and found that there were only six centurions left. All of them were injured, and he couldn't help but feel depressed.

He forgot that when they set foot on the territory of other countries, killed their men, seized their wives and daughters, and robbed their wealth, there was only laughter and endless passion. There was also the ambition to continue fighting, but this time

.They collapsed and paid the price with their lives!

"It turns out that we are not invincible!"

When this idea broke into the centenarian's mind, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck, as if he had been bitten by a mosquito, and then severe pain spread throughout his body.

Plop!

The man fell down into the blood-soaked soil. A long arrow was stuck in his neck.

Each cavalryman was like a pack of hungry wolves, tearing apart the night, rushing out from the right side of the battlefield and biting the defeated soldiers.

Long arrows flew in the air. They nailed the remaining soldiers with precision like leeches, taking away their lives. When they got close, they were slashed with scimitars.

The shining blade reflects the moonlight, like a round dance of death!

"It's the Dark Elf!"

Some soldiers exclaimed.

With the battle flag flying, the Drow Ranger Corps, which fought bloody battles, returns triumphantly!

"Were Gundogan's light cavalry regiment also defeated?" Wucuo Novel Network does not skip words.

The staff members were all ashen-faced. Although the number of rangers was reduced by more than half, they finally returned, which meant that Gundogan, who went to surround them and kill them, failed.

"They have nearly ten times more troops than the Drow. Why didn't they annihilate them?"

The deputy commander has cold hands and feet. In this battle, the Devil Hornet will be completely humiliated.

"Is that our fortress?" Wucuo Novel Network does not skip words.

"Nonsense, His Majesty Downton must have arrived!"

"So domineering!"

The soldiers looked up at the starry sky and talked a lot. After the two shellings, the enemy retreated, which instantly heightened their emotions to the extreme.

"Long live His Majesty Downton!"

Shouts one after another echoed throughout the battlefield. You must know that it is the ace army of the Jutland Empire. Not to mention that Delankfurt is only a third-rate country. Even if it is a second-rate country, you have to kneel down. But now, they have been repelled...

"Kill!"

The barbarians were the first to lose control and rushed out of the castle. The human soldiers were originally timid, but seeing this scene, they became bolder. Now the battlefield is full of loot. Even if you don't chase the enemy, you can pick some up in the dark.

Valuable items are also good.

"Quickly, blow the horn and tell them to get back here!"

Harley's lungs are about to explode. There are so many barbarians. Once they get into a melee, the opponent's strength advantage will completely explode. The fleet wants to provide aerial bombing support, but it can't do it. If the ground troops suffer too many battle losses, there will be nothing left.

The air force is of no help either.

"Dortmund seems to have withdrawn its troops. Damn it, Downton's army actually blocked their offensive?"

The envoys were also brought, and now they were crowding in front of the porthole in the living room, looking down at the smoke-filled battlefield, which made people shudder.

At this moment, many envoys hoped that the invasion of Jutland would succeed and give Downton a show of strength, so that they could relieve a lot of pressure, but the reality is cruel.

"Are these soldiers immortal? How did they block the opponent's attack?"

The envoys couldn't understand it, but they understood that after this battle, Downton's prestige would reach an unprecedented level, and the countries surrounding Drunkfurt would live under his shadow.

Both sides agreed to a truce and returned to camp. Klopp was worried about the terrifying attack power of the fortress, while Downton was because the ground troops were too weak and he needed time to mobilize the army.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three green flares, trailing beautiful tail flames, rose into the sky and unfolded into dazzling fireworks.

This is an internationally accepted magic symbol. It implores the victor to allow one's side to clear the battlefield before sending a group of priests into the battlefield to collect the corpses of the dead.

Strictly speaking, Bumblebee is not a loser, but the fact that the other party has such a low attitude can only show that he has a gentlemanly demeanor.

"Reply them and we can send out the priest team now!"

Downton is very generous. There are some valuable items on the corpse, but he will not lose his character for these trophies. As for the infantry, he will compensate them.

Two regiments of priests carrying red cross flags entered the battlefield to search for and rescue the wounded, while the auxiliary soldiers identified the nameplates, recorded them in a book, and carried the bodies.

"Be careful, this is the body of a comrade!"

"Why don't we clean up the battlefield first?"

"Come on, is the money on the corpses so important? Frankfurt will also become a big empire in the future, so we must also show the spirit and mind of the empire!"

The soldiers were talking a lot.

"Don't worry, I have been following His Majesty Downton since he was annihilating the native bandits in the Western Region. I have fought in so many battles and I have never seen him mistreat a soldier."

A commander of a thousand men comforted his subordinates.

Some soldiers originally felt dissatisfied. After all, the trophies should belong to them. However, when they saw some Jutland auxiliary soldiers passing by not far away, they not only did not alert, but raised their hands and saluted to thank their tolerance, the soldiers suddenly

Relieved.

A prestigious imperial division must not only defeat the enemy, but also defeat the enemy!

Facing the opponent's raised hand, the soldiers in Delankfurt no longer complained, but subconsciously raised their chests and returned the salute in the most standard posture.

"Your Highness!"

In the command room, Downton saw the prince and felt a little embarrassed.

"Just call me Harley. Actually, as you know, I have no interest in that throne at all. Now I see that under your governance, the people are living a good life, and I am very happy!"

Harley punched Downton in the chest, "Don't feel any pressure!"

"I……"

Downton smiled bitterly.

"I still remember the scene when you rescued us in the crow. Downton, you are a friend worth keeping!"

Harley looked into Downton's eyes and said sincerely, "No matter what happens in this life, you will always be my best friend!"

"I promise that I will never ascend the throne of Frankfurt in this life!"

Downton took the oath.

"you……"

Harley was angry.

"Stop talking about it. As the King's Hand, I am already very satisfied." Downton waved his hand to stop Harley. "Can you tell me about the battle situation? There are many words on Wuyou Novel Network."

"Heavy losses, especially the Undying Abomination Corps, should all be wiped out!"

Harley sighed.

"?"

Downton was shocked. Some of those officers he hated, but he brought them out from the dungeon, had already unlocked their wisdom. This was a rare birth rate.

"The enemy's tank troops are too powerful, and the battleships cannot provide air support. If it were not for the Abomination Corps, the castle would have been breached."

The Abominations destroyed all three hundred tanks of the Hornet Chariot Troop. This achievement was enough to disdain the nine empires.

Of course, this is also thanks to the incendiary bomb invented by Downton. Otherwise, even if they were men of steel, they would not be able to block the tracks of the chariot. (To be continued...)


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