I picked up the dragon girl at the beginning and I used artillery fire to liberate the other world

The night is gentle, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

After a series of forced marches, Alatus finally led his army into the territory of Chicken Mountain.

The vegetation here is dense, and the towering ancient trees completely block out the originally bright moonlight, making the surroundings full of darkness.

But this darkness gave the soldiers long-lost peace of mind. The sword of Damocles hanging over their heads finally dissipated, and they could sleep well.

Although it is a hill, the road leading into Xiaoji Mountain is unusually flat. They walked up the mountain for a distance and stopped when they thought they were halfway up the mountain.

This is the most suitable place to set up camp. In just half an hour, the army of more than 100,000 people built a simple resting point in this mountain forest full of fallen leaves and weeds.

A whole day's forced march made everyone exhausted. Soon, everyone fell into a deep sleep except for a few unlucky guys who were keeping watch.

Aratis rested his head on a fallen tree, his eyes were dilated and his rough face looked a little dazed.

Along the way, he found that his invincible confidence had disappeared.

But when did it disappear?

He recalled how, just as he was crossing the canyon, he captured a soldier and interrogated him for information.

But when facing death, the man remained calm and did not give in until his death.

He remembered the meteor bombs that fell from the sky when they charged towards the border town called Black Iron Castle, the weapons that each enemy had in their hands that could kill from a distance, and the chariot that was completely surrounded by thick steel.

At the same time, the grinning smile of the Holy Knight before his self-destruction was imprinted in his mind and could not be erased for a long time.

He suddenly realized that the enemies they were facing were not afraid of death!

Aratis knew very well what this meant. They had deep faith and were supported by a strong military spirit. Such enemies would never be afraid or surrender.

Even so, Alatus still had some confidence, until the flying object suddenly appeared during the day.

It was flying so high and so fast!

An army of more than 100,000 people would need a food transport team of thousands of people to deliver the food and fodder they needed every day.

Originally, they were advancing and occupying land, so there would naturally be no problem with the supply lines in the rear.

But now, the enemy has this weapon and can easily fly over the army's heads to cut off supplies and burn the transported food and grass.

When that time comes, Alatus doesn't know how they can win.

Now, he could only pray that the enemy didn't have too many flying weapons.

He has already sent soldiers back to the Asura Empire and brought back intelligence on various weapons he had seen. If this could attract the king's attention, he actually hopes to withdraw his troops.

Sometimes powerful enemies are not scary, what is really frightening is the unknown enemy!

The whole camp was silent, and soon Alatus closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, he was awakened by a scream.

"Your Excellency the Duke?! Wake up." A soldier was holding his arm and shaking it hard, his voice full of fear.

Alatus opened his eyes and woke up almost instantly. Before the soldier could explain, he knew what had happened.

The red color swallowed up half of the night, like the entrance to hell, mixed with a dim halo. Although the fire was gone, it was obvious from the look of it that the fire was very big.

Alatus' heart tightened. He grabbed the soldier's neck and shouted angrily, "Idiot! You didn't notice the fire until it was so big. Why don't you pack up and run!"

"My Lord, the fire started together." The soldier held Alatus' wrists with both hands and spoke with difficulty in fear.

"At the same time?!" Atlas was struck by lightning. It took him a long time to draw out the broadsword and look around vigilantly.

"When did the enemy get around us?" He stared at the red color around him, and a guess suddenly popped up in his mind.

Did they expect us to rush to this forest overnight? . . . ?

No matter what, Alatus knew that he had to lead his army to escape, otherwise once the wildfire formed a deep encirclement, even if the gods came, they would not be able to save them.

The soldiers were also in chaos at this time, and they just picked up their weapons and thought about where to escape.

The red color behind him was very terrifying, so it seemed that the only option was to go up the mountain. Now Aratis could only pray that the enemy did not have so many troops, and there might be a glimmer of hope on the other side of the mountain.

Although the soldiers were already exhausted, no one dared to fall behind and gritted their teeth to follow Duke Alatus who was leading the way.

Fortunately, on the other side of the mountain, the red light was very weak, and the soldiers were able to rush out by gritting their teeth.

Then, all the soldiers began to rush towards the foot of the mountain in the north without any plan. On both sides were approaching flames, and only to the north was the charming night.

However, what they couldn't see clearly was that there were figures lurking in the darkness, and the black muzzles of the guns became blurry in the night.

In this way, the army of the Asura Empire rushed down the mountain as if racing with the God of Fire and Death, but Atas was still looking at the foot of the mountain ahead with caution and vigilance.

He knew very well that there must be enemies below waiting for them to get into the fishing net, but he still had to rush in.

He wants to carve out a bloody path for the soldiers behind him! !

Just like that, Alatus soon saw a figure at the foot of the mountain. He was very sure that the enemy could not find him at all with his level of practice, so Alatus drew out his sword and prepared to kill all the way.

The magical elements in his body surged wildly, and his muscles swelled. He was gathering strength to unleash a blow equivalent to forbidden magic.

But suddenly, he felt something hit his chest, breaking his skin and penetrating a few millimeters into the muscle.

The magic element suddenly leaked out, and the terrifying power weakened. The spellcasting process was forcibly interrupted, and he almost vomited blood.

Although it was only a few millimeters, Alatus knew very well that such an attack already had the power of holy magic cast by a junior holy magician.

Although the overall destructive effect is not as good, the penetrating power of breaking through the surface with a point can easily tear through his defense.

Alatus looked down and saw a wound the size of a small finger on his chest, which was slightly bleeding.

There was a layer of metal fragments on the wound. Alatus was shocked. This was not magic! !

Before he could come to his senses, a sharp pain suddenly spread across his arms, thighs and forehead.

Enemy! He's been spotted!

At the same time, soldiers were crawling on several towering trees at the foot of the mountain, holding Barrett anti-material sniper rifles and the new AMR anti-material heavy sniper rifles in their hands.

With the help of night vision goggles, they clearly found the target, which was not of ordinary size.

What is different from before is that the bullets in the heavy sniper rifle have been replaced with the latest tungsten steel armor-piercing bullets, which are powerful enough to penetrate 3 cm alloy armor plates.

It’s just that the cost is a little bit high, so they shoot very seriously to make sure every shot hits the target.

It just seems that the opponent's speed is not affected at all.