Section 939: Stop Loss
"Don't we go?" Pulling on the side of the ship, Bounettani turned his head and looked at Babalim, who grabbed the rudder of the Selected One and shook his head: "Until the flying fleet of King Ashbey** appears, our airships and Miss Yan will not be dispatched."
"But everyone is fighting hard on the ground..." Looking at the battle formations between the two sides who could almost see the head on the ground, Bounettani pursed: "To be honest, I am still too weak, I don't look like Youjiu and the others, and I don't even have the ability to help Mr. Marceau."
"Don't think so much, Boonetani, we are already helping Mr. Marceau here." Babalim said, taking out a carrot: "I am satisfied if I can not lick him, and it would be even better if I can operate the selected number like this and fight for Mr. Marceau and Miss Youju and others. If my mother knew that I could help the benefactors today, she would definitely cry out with joy."
"You rabbits are really easy to satisfy." Bunitani frowned. At this time, the first row of battle formations on his side began to shoot.
Before that, the fighting mages on both sides had already begun to fight for survival in the sky.
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The grassland elves in the first row of battle formations had fired five-wheeled bullets. They began to retreat, and the feather arrows fell from time to time, causing damage in positions that could not be taken into account by the wind creation technique.
The big cats holding shields, holding maces and axes began to walk. In front of them, the infantry phalanx from Ashby was approaching. Although these heavy infantry were baptized by the rain of bullets, the high degree of organization and belief from King ** made them shout and start the final charge. Without too many magic attacks and defenses, the two sides collided heavily.
The left side of the battlefield entered a state of bleeding from the beginning, because there was a small river on the edge of the battlefield. No matter which side of the cavalry unit, it was impossible for a textbook-style backward attack to complete a textbook-style attack. Only some spearmen and long-range troops could allow the cavalry who crossed the river to collided in front of the defense line and bloodied.
What's more, the sky is full of combat mages from both sides. The cavalry troops will only isolate themselves from the battlefield and lose the cover of combat mages and other air units. Such an assault will turn into a disaster, and no matter how strong the cavalry is, they will not be able to catch the flame explosion technique and aviation bombs.
In addition to the grassland elf musketeers, there are also some long-eared Orien elves players in the front line. With the help of the school shooting boat, these long-bowers suppress the ranged units on the Ashby side. Compared with the armor-piercing ability of the musketeers, the elf long-bowers prefer to use the long-bow shooting to deal with their peers.
Next was the central battlefield. The Seris' dragon spear infantry began to hurt each other with giant spears and their peers. Ashby's army also had unique units of the Canary people, but these Ashby people were not as skilled as the Seris's. In this damn battlefield, if you want to survive, you can only be familiar with it. Behind them, there are at least dozens of battle formations waiting to shed blood for each other's flags. Every life is just a number, loss at this moment? At this moment, all of this is just a stepping stone to victory.
On the right side of the battlefield, in addition to the places close to the central battlefield, it can also support the battlefield fighting. The hilly areas near the edge restricted large-scale battles between the battle formations, but the opponent still threw a large number of troops here. The grassland elves and kittens held muskets and fought with the hunting teams of mountain people from Ashbey. The muskets of the indigenous people appeared on the battlefield for the first time. To be honest, it was quite good, but unfortunately they used fixed-loading bullets.
Jiuye pulled the bolt away, and the brass shell was taken out as the situation was. The girl looked at her target and fell to the ground, and turned her head to look behind her: "Those big men are rushing up!"
It seemed that they felt that the grassland elves were easy to deal with, and these mountain hunters enjoyed the damage and launched a charge.
But they forgot why the grassland elves appeared here, without any mobilization or speech. When the big men were close to twenty yards, the grassland elves and the kittens bravely stood up and used bayonets to bayonets and shotguns. The first row of personnel on both sides lost all in an instant, and then the remaining people collided together.
Several combat boats soon arrived at the battlefield. They dropped all the incendiary bombs to separate the subsequent attack waves of the mountain soldiers from the battlefield. But soon, the warlocks among the mountain people used magic to flip the fired ground, and then the big men continued to move forward, thinking that this was an easy place to break through.
Until they saw an elementalized kitten joining the battlefield with a whole regiment of kittens. The kittens rushed out from the side and crashed into the front of the mountain people who had already sunk this line of defense. In just a few dozen seconds, these kittens with short muskets and hand axes swept over the mountain people's defense. Compared to the grassland elves, these kittens are more difficult to deal with. Because of the elementalized kitten, every time his lightning chain jumps between the mountain people's queues, it can cause at least dozens of casualties, and the short musket can even shoot continuously.
In just a few minutes, the kittens completed the offensive from one side to the other. The mountain people retreated in heavy losses, and the kittens also circled back to the back of the defense line.
Jiuye dragged his companion back to the back cover. The young little guy was not yet adult, but he still chose to come to this place. However, the goddess of luck did not stand behind him. He knocked him down with a bullet, and he had no choice but to wait silently for the arrival of death.
Jiuye tried hard to tear open the first aid kit, wanting to tell him that he would not let him go, but even so, the bullet penetrated his lungs and caused a lot of damage to him. The most important thing was that blood flowed into the lungs. In the end, Jiuye could only stab a Mafei into the injured person's leg.
"Am I... dead?" the wounded could no longer see it, and he asked gasping.
"Yes." Jiuye patted his forehead: "But don't be afraid, I'm behind you, and the position is still there, so let's put it down."
Chapter completed!