The Earth Conquers All Worlds

Under the silent watch of Sky City, the tank regiment slowly drove into Hexi City, which had been occupied and recovered several times.

"Kill! Kill these heretics!"

"We will return to the Lord's Paradise!"

Before they approached, a large group of people with fanatical expressions shouted various slogans and killed them.

Densely packed, disorganized, and weak.

There are very few people at the level of warriors and great warriors, and most of them are civilians wearing common clothes and holding swords.

It is worth noting that the number of barbarians among the ordinary people is only a small half, and most of them are the original blue star humans.

At this moment, their faces were full of madness, no different from the barbarians around them.

The attacking tank regiment froze for a moment and temporarily stopped attacking.

At the center of the tank regiment, the chief of staff looked at his regiment commander, Wu Mo, who had resumed replenishing troops, didn't know what to do.

"What are the scruples?"

Wu Mo smiled coldly: "Since they have chosen to believe in the evil storm god, become his accomplices in harming the people, and take up weapons to attack, they are enemies on the battlefield."

"yes!"

boom boom boom~

The tank's heavy artillery was aimed at the bombardment, and fired one after another in the dense and chaotic crowd, blasting out a bloody flower with countless stumps and arms, blasting the fanatical crowd into blood and flesh.

"Mom! Spare me!"

"You are the people's army, and you dare to attack us, which is a heinous crime!"

"You heretics who don't believe in God will definitely..."

The seemingly fanatical crowd, whose beliefs were comparable to real gold, immediately collapsed amidst the steel shells. Various voices of cursing and begging for mercy sounded, but none of them could delay the continuous bombing of heavy artillery.

After a while, the battlefield was empty, most of the people blocked in front were killed or injured, collapsed and surrendered, and the remaining few powerful warriors and barbarians at the level of great warriors fled to the interior of the city in panic.

After leaving some accompanying infantry to guard the captives, the torrent of steel gunpowder continued to advance in an orderly manner.

All the people who dared to gather to face the enemy along the way died, and even the occasional one or two remaining warriors at the level of warriors disappeared quickly under the missile attack.

An hour later, the tank group advanced forward to the center of Hexi City, and there was no one there except for a priest of great warrior level who launched a suicide charge.

"Target, the statue of the evil storm god."

Wu Mo didn't pay much attention to the priest who died instantly under the heavy artillery attack. More than 300 tanks led by his subordinates aimed a salvo at the tall statue of the God of Storms, blowing it into pieces again.

The tall and majestic Temple of Storms was also razed to the ground under this kind of saturation bombing. The so-called sacred and majestic gods are all jokes under the explosives.

After solving the center, the tank regiment dispersed around the city, and cleared the remaining scattered barbarian warriors with a small tank detachment and accompanying infantry.

At this time, not low casualties began to appear.

Warrior-level barbarians hide in the corners of the city and sneak attack. Suddenly rushing into the accompanying infantry will often set off a bloody storm, causing huge casualties in a short period of time.

The tanks around them are more than enough to protect themselves, but they cannot pose a threat to the enemy close at hand.

Not only that, the barbarian sneak attack of the great warrior level can often blow up the tank within a few seconds, and all the surrounding infantry are dead, and there is nothing they can do about them.

The occasional surprise attack by one or two barbarians of the martial artist level is even more terrifying. Even missiles can't kill them in this kind of urban terrain with high-rise buildings.

In a short time of dispersal, more than 20 tanks appeared in the tank regiment and were breached, accompanied by hundreds of infantry deaths.

These are all elite veterans who have experienced wars and are fully equipped.

The results of the battle are also very few, which are two extremes of the previous battlefield situation.

"Report to the military."

Wu Mo's face was full of heartache: "There was great resistance in the process of dispersing and clearing the barbarians, and the casualties were huge. It is estimated that our department will lose more than a quarter of its troops after the war."

This is the reason why Xia Guo rarely regained the cities in the past when he clearly had a great advantage in the mid-to-low end frontal battlefield.

In the complex terrain of the city, the firepower of the modern army cannot be fully deployed, and it is easy for barbarian warriors to go around, making it impossible to fight in urban street battles!

The first-line intelligence was quickly passed to the Joint Command.

With shame on his face, He Donglai said to Changqiang: "Immortal Master Changqiang, the casualties are too high. If this continues, the next battle will be impossible. Please support me."

The other generals also bowed their heads.

It's not impossible to ask for help, but asking for help at the beginning of the battle, before encountering the main hostile force, this situation greatly hurt their military self-esteem.

But no one objected, and self-esteem was insignificant compared with the lives of soldiers and national interests.

"Understood, each has its own strengths, you don't have to worry about it."

Long Spear said indifferently: "Let the scattered head Wu retreat to the center of the city, and wait for our troops to complete the settlement before taking over. The city street battles will also be handled in this way in the future."

"It doesn't have to be this far,"

The blushing He Donglai waved his hands again and again: "Our soldiers can cooperate with the actions of the immortal masters to make the battle smoother."

"It's okay, but the mobility of the two is very different, and there is a certain degree of difficulty in cooperating."

Lance agreed.

A red cloud flew out from the city of the sky, carrying one hundred and forty-four Condensed Realm monks from the Blood Sea Guild on it, and the company commander was Tutu Cotton Candy.

The red cloud landed near Wu Mo's armored command vehicle.

Wu Mo came out of the armored command vehicle, glanced at the nameplate on Tutu Marshmallow's chest, and said in a military salute: "Master Tutu Marshmallow, the military department ordered you to take the lead in this clearing task, and our department will cooperate. Please advise."

Tutu Cotton Candy shook his head, and said softly: "Header Wu, you are welcome, just give us the location information of the barbarian warriors you encountered before."

Below the golden core, it is full of ants.

This is true both in terms of strength and the mobility they are proud of in front of modern armies.

Find it, draw your sword and kill it, it's that simple, you don't need to think too much.

"yes!"

Wu Mo couldn't believe it, but he quickly reported the location of the battle he had encountered to Tutu Cotton Candy.

Tutu Marshmallow, who received the message, closed his eyes slightly and opened them again, leading the players under his command to fly into the sky.

When flying to an altitude of 100 meters, it turned into small blood-colored clouds and separated.

A small piece of sky in the east of the river suddenly appeared a darker red than the sunset glow, accompanied by fine sword light red rain.

"ah!"

"Heretics, God will send down his wrath to kill you..."

A Condensed Realm player riding a blood-colored cloud passed over the high-rise buildings. From time to time, a blood-colored sword light flew down, penetrated the wall, and cut the barbarian warriors hiding in the corner below who were about to ambush for a sneak attack into two pieces. .

There is no difference between warriors and barbarians at the level of great warriors, and no waves have been caused.

To resist is to die, to flee is to die, to gather together is to die, there is a world of difference in strength and mobility.

Tutu Marshmallow didn't make a move, and the eleven teammates who had grown up behind him looked around indifferently, advancing at will amidst the flying bloody sword lights, showing no interest in the weak enemies below.

Wu Mo looked at the women flying in the sky in shock.

Although the tank regiment is said to be able to contend against the group of great warriors on the frontal battlefield, it is just as weak as an ant under the hands of these immortal cultivators, right?

Compared with barbarian warriors, they are simply the difference between ordinary people and kings, and they are not like extraordinary people of the same level at all.

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