Chapter 281

"For the truth! For the Lord of joy!"

In the shrill howl, the heretics moved in unison in the bombing area, and more followed as much as the artillery destroyed.

On the highest spire of the castle, with the help of gun mirrors, Eric saw the fluctuating silhouettes of the explosion - the thin human shadow was torn into pieces and turned into nothingness.

Obviously, it's not a cult, but something else.

For a few seconds, he even felt that these detestable things were stupid victims. Their attempts to cross the wall of fire would only bring death to themselves.

The next moment, he realized that he was wrong.

Those forms may be destroyed, but they are still not destroyed.

They fall down and lose their shape, but the resulting liquid still flows together.

"Emperor... What the hell is this!"

Eric almost screamed.

The potholed roads were covered with sticky white, pink and rotten blue. These liquids flowed into the river, washed down the parapet on the east bank, and then slowly flowed into the water, like melted candles.

The bubbles hit the water and the pollution quickly spread to the river.

Eric watched these fizzing, oily, disgusting colors float across the water, South and North.

The river looks like the skin in the human chest is so tight that it tears open. The river surges like a wounded beast.

Soon, the ground turned into loose gravel, and the water turned into cold meat.

The water level of the whole river began to drop and its water body began to evaporate.

Finally, the river that protected them for several days turned into a rotten giant body. It can even be said that the whole river disappeared. All that remained was the riverbed, with disappearing hills piled on it.

When the river was dried up, heretics appeared and rushed forward howling.

More and more heretics poured out from the gunfire. When the gunfire could not kill all the heretics trying to break through, the gap in the defense line began to appear.

Behind the cult, more mutated terror also appeared from the smoke and fire.

There are scarlet flesh integrated with machinery, nightmare creations with countless broken limbs and arms, and blasphemous beasts with hooves and horns.

Groups of monsters swarmed from the embankment. They rushed across the riverbed with their songs, and even the air began to be filled with the fragrance of luxury.

In just a few seconds, the situation of the war changed greatly.

The heretics pushed forward for several miles, and Alec gathered troops on the other side of the river, infantry and armor to build a solid river bank defense node.

But in a very short time, all the fortifications will be surrounded by the tide of death.

Without change, those troops will be doomed.

"All troops retreat!"

When chimera on the defense turned around and began to retreat with the flustered infantry, Eric hit the rock fence in front of him with his fist.

"Our will build new positions on the castle wall, and we'll wait for them there!"

The perimeter of the castle fortification was less than three miles. He had the strength to protect it. He also had tens of thousands of soldiers.

"All artillery!"

Eric used his communicator to give instructions loudly.

"Shorten the range and concentrate all the artillery fire on the riverbed! Other troops obey my orders and return to the artillery position! When the enemy attacks again, we will destroy it."

The troops on the river bank retreated quickly, and the defense line was filled with smoke and the roar of shells - heavy explosives and rapid fire guns deployed on the wall began to cover fire.

Due to the timely withdrawal, the infantry kept up with the armored forces.

This time, Eric saved more troops - he vowed that this retreat would not be a second rout.

At the same time, he also ordered the deployment of minefields in the narrow strip between the castle and the river bank. He must rely on this road to complete the unwilling retreat, and let these abominations pay for every yard they advance.

Continuous barrage of bullets swept from the East, and the heretics climbed up the parapet of the West embankment regardless of the attack of shells.

They rushed along the road to catch up with the defeated astral army.

A string of bombs flew over the soldiers' heads and hit a heretic.

The next second, the heresy became fragmented like a patchwork insect, but it was not over. A terrible body like a woman broke out from the vague flesh and blood.

It opened its arms and longed to embrace the first victim with pliers.

The slowest runner became the victim. He quickly bit two people's heads with pliers. Then he put his arm around the third person and held him high.

The soldier's scream was so faint that Eric ordered the sniper to fire on the monster, freed the poor victim and saved his soul.

The dense smoke covered the river bank so that he could not see the specific scene, but Eric could still hear the roar of temptation song in the rumble of gunfire, the rumble of engines, the noise of marching, and the sound of fierce guns.

It seized his soul and tried to seduce him, but it only aroused his anger.

"Hit hard! Incendiary bombs! All out!"

Three minutes later, a series of artillery explosions set off a huge sea of fire between the river bank and the castle, and the incendiary bombs projected by the petrified lizard covered most of the area.

The heretics danced and howled in the sea of fire. In addition to pain, there was some incredible joy.

And those terrible forms also turn to ashes in the fire.

As the day darkened, the remaining troops quickly withdrew into the castle.

They're safe again.

But it's only temporary.

At this time, there was a sudden rainstorm in the sky.

It was a heavy rain that had no origin, and it was also the biggest rain that Alec had experienced. He looked at the darkening sky and felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

His good luck seems to be coming to an end.

The heavy rain did not extinguish the flame, but it had greatly reduced its power, and more heretics and monsters began to rush towards the castle regardless of casualties.

"Everyone! Get to the combat post immediately!"

There was no time to breathe, and the soldiers who had just escaped death were rushed into the rain immediately.

They squatted behind the rock barrier, stared at the surging enemy tide in front of them, and tried to grasp the wet laser rifle in their hands. Everyone looked pale and could hardly see any fighting spirit.

In just two minutes, seven or eight shots rang out on the defense line, which was why the officers had to shoot those soldiers who had collapsed.

No one is willing to do so, but now is the moment of life and death. Allowing those crazy people to talk nonsense will only quickly disintegrate the already low morale.

"Soldiers, I'm your political commissar, Sebastian Eric."

At the critical moment, Eric began his battle propaganda with a temporary radio horn.