The heavy artillery continued to roar, this time it was all conventional shells. The flames exploded in the blood clan formation, and every time more than ten blood slaves were blown away.
It's just that the human race uses guns more often in wars, so when the dark race charges against the human race, they usually form a skirmish formation. Although the heavy artillery is powerful, the damage caused is limited.
Moreover, blood slaves are purely consumables, used as cannon fodder to consume enemy ammunition, no matter how many blood clans die, they will not feel heartache. But because blood warriors are accustomed to disperse and hide in the queue of blood slaves to attack the enemy's formation, this kind of heavy artillery coverage shooting is effective.
Although the middle and low-level dark warriors are physically strong, they dare not take the shells hard. Their dodging movements are far more agile than ordinary blood slaves, and they are often identified by human snipers and become targets for shooting.
At this time Viscount Dormer was in a dilemma. Most of the blood slaves lost their ability to move under the flare attack just now, and it was difficult for the entire formation to continue advancing. If he ordered the troops to move forward, then the blood warriors would be completely exposed to the muzzle of dark fire, and if he stood still, they would be bombarded continuously by heavy artillery.
No matter how sparse the formation was, it couldn't bear the bombardment of heavy artillery plowing the ground over and over again. Dormer opened his tearful eyes and fell into a state of rage. He stretched out his hand and pointed forward, shouting: "Kill! Kill those lowly people!" human beings!"
This was the signal for a general attack. Under the order of the Viscount, the blood warriors began to charge. They showed amazing speed and agility, rushing to the dark fire line faster than a cheetah.
Qianye put away his fist, then reached out and pointed forward. Orders are passed on like a relay. Light and heavy weapons roared together on the dark fire position, and the fire rain swept down the blood warriors in the front row like mowing grass.
The blood clan started to fight back at the same time, the high-pitched voice of the blood clan's original force gun continued to ring out, and the original force rays of light pierced the night and landed on the defensive position. At this moment, the elite of the blood warriors is undoubtedly displayed. They rarely use gunpowder weapons, and the original force bullets follow the bullet lines fired by the dark fire warriors, almost entering the muzzle of the gun like a reflection.
All of a sudden, there were hundreds of casualties in the dark fire.
Qianye's expression remained unchanged, silently watching the battle situation.
Stimulated by the terrifying enemy, the dark fire fighters desperately poured bullets into the position. The dense barrage formed a fire net in the night, covering the blood warriors head-on.
No matter how the blood warriors dodge and move, they still keep falling. They are also fighting back, almost every shot is sure to hit, but the casualties caused are getting fewer and fewer.
Zhu Wuya, Wu Shiqing and other snipers were all shooting desperately, even high-level fighters with lightning speed could not escape their sniper kills.
In the end, the blood warriors crossed the death zone and rushed close to the battle line. Immediately afterwards, several black shadows were thrown into the position, and then there was an earth-shattering explosion. .
The blood force grenade, no matter when it is used, is so terrifying.
But looking at the few exploding fire balls, Zhao Yuying couldn't help but spit, and said mockingly: "Just a few things? It really is a blood-sucking bastard in the country, poor enough."
"If they get rich, then I'm going to cry." Qianye had a rare humor.
In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred blood warriors had rushed to the position, and the battle turned into hand-to-hand combat. The officers of the dark fire let out battle roars, jumped out of the position one after another, and greeted them.
Viscount Dormer suddenly let out a sharp call in the distance. As a result, the blood warriors who rushed into the position were divided into two parts. Some blood warriors fought on the spot, covering the other fighters who quickly rushed deep into the position. It seemed that they wanted to cause confusion in the dark fire's overall front and destroy the snipers who were usually arranged behind the position. hand and heavy artillery positions.
However, Dark Fire is not an ordinary army, especially the three regiments brought out by Qianye this time. Surrounded by soldiers.
Viscount Dormer in the distance noticed the colorful light of the original force on the dark fire formation. Although the level was not too outrageous, the number was large enough to overwhelm his soldiers. Moreover, he had never seen such a large number of soldiers in any expeditionary force!
At this moment, even ordinary people who don't understand military affairs at all can see that it won't take long for all the blood clans who rushed into the position to be wiped out.
The Viscount looked around, all his troops had already been thrown into the battlefield, and only his personal guards were left beside him.
After a while, when all the blood warriors trapped in heavy siege were dead or injured, it would be their turn. Dormer hesitated for a moment, then uttered another mournful cry representing retreat, then turned around and ran towards the night.
In Viscount Dormer's heart, as long as he himself is still alive, then it is not considered a failure. As for the number of soldiers and descendants who died, it didn't matter. It took a little time and resources to recover, and the blood slaves were not a loss at all.
When Duomo started to run away, Zhao Yuying suddenly looked around and found that Qianye had disappeared at some point.
At this moment, a blood warrior staggered past numerous obstacles and came to Zhao Yuying. This is a blood knight, already drenched in blood, with a huge wound on his chest, but the tenacious vitality of the blood clan allows him to fight.
When he saw Zhao Yuying, his eyes lit up immediately, and he rushed forward brandishing his long sword, obviously wanting to find someone worthy enough to be buried with him before he died.
It's a pity that Zhao Yuying carried too much weight to him. She didn't even raise her hand, just spat in disgust. However, that bit of saliva shot directly between Blood Sir's eyebrows like a bullet, creating a cross-shaped hole in it, and blood gushed out.
Blood Sir's eyes suddenly lost all expression, and his body was still rushing forward a few steps under inertia, before slowly falling down.
The dark fire fighters around Zhao Yuying all looked fearful and quietly distanced themselves from her. A vicious blood knight was actually sprayed to death by her mouthful of saliva. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never believe it was true.
After the blood knight fell, the sound of fighting in the dark fire position gradually subsided. Most of the blood warriors were killed, some chose to surrender, and a very few escaped from the encirclement, and immediately disappeared into the night, never daring to look back.
In the distant forest, Dormer is running in the forest. His speed is even faster than that of a high-ranking werewolf, and the terrain and the night are not only obstacles, but the best cover.
As Dormer ran away, he cursed Darkfire viciously in his heart. He wasn't worried about his own safety, he was already safe by this time. Dormer didn't think any human could catch up with him in this situation.
However, just as he rushed out of a forest, he stopped in astonishment. Not far ahead, Qianye stood quietly, waiting for him.
Many acquiesced that it was the commander of Dark Fire, but he didn't know how he suddenly appeared here and stopped him. Just when he was starting, he saw Qianye commanding on the Dark Fire position.
With a roar, Duomo suddenly accelerated, and rushed towards Qianye. As soon as he started it, he pulled out the Force pistol and blasted it head-on.
However, when Dormer pulled the trigger, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, his hand trembled, the muzzle of the gun was raised, and a ray of original force blasted away to nowhere. The Viscount endured the severe pain in his heart, and looked up with difficulty, just in time to see a double-barreled pistol in Qianye's hand, aiming at his forehead!
Dormer's expression gradually became ferocious, and suddenly he let out a high-pitched scream.
Qianye felt dizzy for a while, and the dark viscount's cry implied a strong wave of force, directly impacting the nerve center. Qianye simply closed his eyes, relying on instinct to pull the trigger, the roar of twin flowers was mixed with Duomo's cry of pain.
When Qianye opened his eyes again, the dizziness had passed, but the blood viscount had already rushed in front of him. Dormer's right shoulder and his entire upper arm were bloody and bloody, and the wound was scorched black like a fire. Although Twin Blossom's blow missed a bit, it still severely injured the Viscount.
Dormer paid a heavy price to get close, and of course he refused to let go of the opportunity. He slashed with the sword in his intact left hand, and at the same time fully stuck out his two vampire fangs, ready to bite Qianye's body at any time.
Qianye stretched out his right hand and easily strangled Duomo's sword-holding wrist. The long sword immediately stopped in the air, unable to advance an inch.
Dormer was shocked, how could a mere human have such power!
He suddenly saw Qianye's left arm flashing in front of him, and immediately instinctively bit it off without thinking, and the two blood-sucking fangs penetrated deeply into Qianye's arm!
Dormo stared at Qianye, his eyes gleaming with cruel excitement. Although this person is powerful, he obviously lacks the experience of fighting against the blood race. Most people dare not fight with the blood race with bare hands, because as long as human beings are bitten by the blood race, they will become blood slaves.
Qianye is undoubtedly a formidable opponent, as long as he thinks of him becoming a blood slave, Duomo can't help being excited.
However, Dormo suddenly noticed that Qianye's face was calm, so calm that it was chilling, as if it wasn't his arm that was bitten at all. Dormer sucked hard, but he couldn't feel the intoxicating blood at all. He wanted to inject the venom, but the blood-sucking fangs seemed to be sealed, and the venom could hardly be squeezed out.
At this moment, Qianye's arm was as hard as a rock, and Dormer's fangs had been sealed in the rock.
Qianye sneered, and suddenly pulled his left arm back, and it was immediately separated from Dormo's mouth. On the arm, two blood-sucking fangs were nailed deeply, and the flesh torn from the roots was still wriggling.
Dormer let out an earth-shattering howl, fell to the ground, and rolled desperately. The pain of the blood-sucking fangs being pulled out was simply not something the vampires could bear.
Qianye stepped on Dormo, pulled out the crimson fangs, and pierced his blood core.
Domo stared at Qianye, smiled distortedly, blood spurted out continuously when he opened his mouth, he said with difficulty: "You were bitten by me, and you won't live long, and you will be burned to death by your fellow clansmen!"
"You think too much." Qianye said lightly. Crimson Fang suddenly increased its suction, and Dormer's blood rolled out along the edge of the blade.
Dormer's face changed drastically, and he was terrified, and shouted: "You! Are you also a descendant of the Holy Blood?! Why!"
He couldn't get the answer anymore, the Crimson Fang had crushed his blood core and drained his blood essence. And Qianye never had the habit of satisfying the curiosity of the enemy.
When Qianye got up, he felt as if his whole body was soaked in hot water, which was indescribably comfortable. This is a sign that the blood is overflowing, and if he encounters a powerful enemy, he will not be able to absorb the blood anymore.
Qianye looked around, but the surrounding area was still quiet, and no one had slipped through the net. He bent over and picked up Dormer's body, and walked back.