The lights on the pier were bright and not far away. Dozens of patrolmen who followed the King Kong ants were looking at the river outside the pier in horror. At this moment, the river water was surging and rolling, as if hundreds of high-explosive grenades were thrown down at the same time. A huge water curtain kept rising into the air, and the shore of the pier seemed to be pouring rain.
In the violently surging water curtain, a huge snake shadow rolled and winded, making terrifying roars from time to time, and the listeners were chilling.
It took more than an hour for the tumbling river water to calm down. The patrol team carefully approached the river and saw a layer of black ants floating on the river surface, almost incomplete, and I don’t know how many of them were slowly drifting downstream along the water flow.
But more ants emerged from the water and bit their companions' bodies and transported them to the shore. As the corpses covering the river gradually decreased, a huge snake corpse line that was fifty or sixty meters long came out and was dragged to swim towards the river bank by countless ants.
"Is it over?" a patrolman asked in a low voice.
"It's over! This big snake must be a high-level monster, and the King Kong ants have suffered a lot of losses!" The captain nodded and looked around. He saw that the dock was full of sea snake corpses. Although most of the ones were eaten by the King Kong ants, the rest were still covered with the ground. They just came over with the snake corpse.
"Call someone to clean up the dock quickly. Don't worry about that big snake. I guess it will be gnawed all over in a while!" After a brief discussion, several people ran out quickly
At the same time, in the other direction of the Curse Land, facing the beach, the second brother commanded hundreds of people to quietly leave the city gate and disappeared into the wilderness leading to both sides of the highway to the beach.
Just when the Sea Snake and the King Kong Ants were fighting, the old man with red face had already commanded a large number of soldiers to land from the coast.
The old man with red face sent out young men two purposes. One was to eliminate the great threat of the Vajra ants, and the other was like the second brother's judgment, attacking the east and west. Even if the defenders of the Cursed Land knew there was a problem, they had to defend the other side, and it was difficult to finish. Because after destroying the ants, the young men could directly penetrate into the Cursed Land.
This time he brought a total of 50,000 soldiers, and the first batch of landings was 5,000, and everything went smoothly.
But when they crossed the beach, something went wrong. Dozens of violent explosions suddenly sounded, and more than 200 people at the front of the team were blown into the sky.
The large group of people stopped and never dared to take a step forward again. Although they had never fought a similar war, the prince of the An family had popularized them with science. This was a landmine, buried underground, and it would explode if it was accidentally stepped on.
After receiving the message, the old man with red face sneered: "Sure enough, there were arrangements, and landmines were buried. But do you really think landmines can stop our attack. The team stopped logging in, and the team that had already landed retreated fifty meters, lying down on the spot, and the artillery was ready."
As a series of commands were conveyed, the fleet began to turn around. Dozens of cannons adjusted their angles and began to bombard them. This was the method that the prince of the An family told him. If he encountered a landmine, he would use the cannon to bombard them and push them forward little by little.
Sure enough, as a large number of shells raged, the buried landmines were detonated one after another, and the biggest obstacle that blocked the soldiers was finally eliminated.
The old man with red face was not at ease, so he asked the shells to plow the ground again, which allowed the soldiers to continue moving forward.
When all the soldiers came ashore, three o'clock had passed and there were still two hours before dawn. They had to take advantage of the darkness, otherwise the advantage of heaven would be gone. At dawn, both on the sea and on land were extremely unfavorable to them. Because this operation was too important, the old man with red faces personally landed in command.
Fifty thousand soldiers ran forward, and even if no one spoke, it seemed very messy. The old man with red face was afraid of being alarmed, so he sent a spy to check on both sides. The order was to kill Wuhuai, but not long after, he received a reward, and there was no one in the nearby fishing village.
The old man brows frowned slightly after hearing this. It was obvious that the other party knew that the mine could not stop it. So are there any other arrangements behind it?
It is obviously too late to analyze carefully at this moment. They must hurry up and rush forward no matter what ambush the other party has, unless they give up the plan. But is it possible to give up the plan? It is absolutely impossible.
When he continued to set off, the old man with red face always felt a little restless, but he couldn't tell why. Fortunately, the Star Leader's defense was obviously not strong enough, and there was no obstacle along the way.
An hour later, the soldiers rushed thirty miles and finally arrived at the periphery of the Cursed Land, where the lights on the city wall could be seen from afar.
"Hey!" Looking at the city wall in the distance, the old man with red face sighed depressedly. The other bases of Xingchen Territory do not have city walls, so why is the curse place different? How easy would it be to fight without the city wall?
After muttering, the old man of red face ordered the team to rest on site for ten minutes, the spy went to the front to investigate the situation, and transferred the two cannons he carried to the front, and exploded the city gate when he was preparing to attack.
Ten minutes later, the spies reported that there were not many guards on the city wall, and they seemed very panicked.
The old man with red face was very happy after hearing this. It was obvious that the dock had succeeded, causing huge chaos. At this time, his feeling of restlessness was gone, and his mind was full of excitement to cast a curse.
"Prepare for attack!" The old man with red face raised his hand, and the two cannons began to adjust the angle, and the muzzle pointed at the city gate.
With his fierce wave, two cannons opened fire at the same time, and the closed city gate was blown to pieces.
"Roar in, anyone resist, kill." The old man with red face roared with a ferocious face. Thousands of people in front burst into earth-shaking shouts of killing, rushed out of the darkness, and roared straight for the city gate.
The old man with red faces back and followed the team forward. In his opinion, as long as he rushed into the city gate, he would win the battle himself. The opponent's crossbow would not play much role. His soldiers had grenades and would not suffer any losses at close range. What's more important is the gap in numbers. There are too few people who can be used for combat in the Star Corps!
However, less than a minute later, the cruel reality slapped him into the abyss. Just as his team was about to rush to the city, the sound of Dangdang Dangdang like a metal hit suddenly sounded on the top of the city. The soldiers rushing in front fell down in pieces, blood splattering everywhere, and broken limbs flew across. Some soldiers were actually broken, and the miserable wailing sound seemed so terrifying in the night.
The sudden scene was like a sledgehammer hitting everyone's heart. The howling with momentum instantly turned into a scream of fear. No one dared to rush forward, and turned around and ran back.
However, under the strafing of heavy machine guns, they could not escape, and the machine gunners on the city wall did not mean to let them go. Dangdang Dangdang's voices continued, and a massacre began! (To be continued.)
ps: I had a lot of work in the morning, so I could only write two thousand! Sorry, brothers!