In the rift, the battle rages fiercely!
Riding atop his Dragon Turtle, Bakar roared furiously as he charged at the forefront, leading the vanguard like a black tide pressing towards the four who dared to obstruct the Holy King's advance.
"Kill them all!!!"
The cries of battle shook the heavens and earth, rolling like waves as the Armored Dragon Soldiers launched a full-scale assault, vowing to crush the insignificant forces before them into dust!
Watching the four enemies who seed like "candles in the wind" before the mighty army, a cold smile crept onto the corner of Bakar's mouth.
He could sense that the four servants sent by the Demon King Army were not weak. Especially the Skeleton Mage, whose mastery over Magic was sophisticated, likely a mber among the Demon King's Demon Generals.
But so what?
Even a Divine General Level strongman cannot keep their breath steady after wielding a sword a thousand tis.
Faced with the charge of a hundred thousand Armored Dragon army, they are nothing more than dust!
But just as his troops were about to overwhelm the enemy, an unusual "bang bang bang!" suddenly echoed from the hillside!
The sound was unlike any war drum he had heard before, incredibly fast-paced, like so chaotic creature roaring angrily—
"What is this?!" His pupils imdiately contracted, sharply lifting his gaze towards the front flank.
And at that mont, piercing sounds suddenly assaulted!
Following them was an overwhelming torrent of screams and howls, as blood sprayed and splattered.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"
Obsidian Armor shattered instantly, as small yet high-speed tallic bullets poured down like torrential rain, plunging fiercely into the unprepared Armored Dragon army.
Five Gatling guns lifted their barrels, firing in an arc onto the Holy Armor Dragon Kingdom army's position.
The Armored Dragon warriors at the front, having never seen such strange things before, had already been turned into sieves before they could react!
So were pierced straight through the skull, falling dead instantly, while others had their chest armor explode, blood gushing, struggling on the sand for a few seconds before falling silent, leaving intestines and shattered flesh scattered across the ground.
"What the hell is this?!"
Bakar's pupils dilated as he watched rank after rank of Armored Dragon Soldiers fall like wheat stalks, blood flowing like rivers on the sand.
And the next second, he suddenly heard that piercing wind, rushing towards him!
"Buzz—!"
tal bullets brushed past his head with heated air, cracking his shoulder armor, exploding a burst of broken armor and scales.
He quickly harnessed the energy within, enveloping the Dragon Blood Battle Seal, protecting his vital areas with all his might, barely fending off the subsequent attacks.
Even so, three bullets hit his breastplate, pounding him hard enough to groan, nearly spewing blood.
"What... what kind of witchcraft is this!?" His eyes were bloodshot, breathing heavily.
No—
That isn't witchcraft!
He could clearly sense it wasn't fire, ice, wind, or lightning, nor any elent or energy he understood—
"General!! Our flank is collapsing!! Especially the cavalry unit suffering heavy casualties—"
As Bakar's thoughts raced, the ssenger ran from the side of the military formation with a look of dread.
Covered in blood, seemingly badly injured. Yet before he could fully report the status of the flank, a stray bullet struck his brow, and he fell silent, unmoving.
Bakar gritted his teeth, staring at the dusty highland, where strange tallic devices glinted coldly at the edge of the hills.
Behind those tallic devices, there seed to be undead frantically turning the crank handles, shouting so evil spells, as if casting.
He couldn't hear what the spells were, but it was obvious from the wicked grin and crazed manner that those vile creatures were the culprits of his troops' massacre!
"These damn corpses!!!"
He angrily raised his Great Sword, roaring with thunderous rage, his voice shaking the battlefield:
"All troops, heed the command! Flank turn! Shield the vanguard troops and charge southwest! Seize that mountaintop for !!"
"Attack!!!" The severely battered Armored Dragon Soldiers steadied their formation, responding with fierce roars to General Bakar's orders, abandoning the retreat of the four "Demon Generals" towards the hillside.
Yet at this mont, neither General Bakar nor his subordinates realized the true aning of this command.
But they couldn't be blad.
After all, this was the first ti machine guns were unveiled on this planet's battlefield!
Not even the far more advanced Imperial and Hell had the chance to taste it on the battlefield…
Amidst the deafening successive blasts, the Holy Armor Dragon Kingdom's Lizardn marched forward towards death!
"Rat-a-tat-tat—!"
Below the hillside, blood stained the dry yellow sand red ahead of the sunset!
Several rookies frantically spun the crank till smoke rose, as five hand-cranked Gatlings continuously spat tongues of fire!
A dense barrage of tal shredded rows of Armored Dragon Warriors in mid-charge.
The Holy Armor Dragon Kingdom's vanguard surged towards the high ground like tidal waves, but during the charge, they were repeatedly shattered into fragnts by the five fiery lines.
Flesh scattered!
Scales flying!
The soldiers at the forefront didn't even have the ti for screams, as the rain of bullets crushed them into pulp!
"Charge—uh ah!!"
"Ah! My leg!!"
"Damn it! What witchcraft is this!"
"No… That isn't witchcraft! It's… the divine punishnt handed down by Mother Earth Atiya!"
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