Game of Gods

Song Jingyang bored himself with a cigarette, took a sip hard, then shook his head, choked off helplessly.

Before the gods came, smoking was a treat.

With the inhalation of that smoke, nicotine enters the body, affects the nervous system of the human body, and produces a beautiful and comfortable feeling throughout the body, thereby giving birth to physical beauty and dependence.

After the advent of the gods, people ’s bodies were greatly strengthened, their resistance increased, and even the narcotic effect of smoking on them ceased to exist.

If you want to be anesthetized, you can only use high-dose heroin. The effect is not good.

However, what disappeared was physiological addiction, not psychological addiction.

Psychological dependence makes Song Jingyang come back from time to time, but it no longer feels like it used to.

"Well, something, you ca n’t come back if you lose it." Song Jingyang shook his head with a cigarette butt, lying on the railing of the Meteor Battlefield, looking down.

Because the main force has already arrived, the follow-up heavy firepower is now less urgent.

Everyone is still moving in an orderly manner, and the speed must not be slow.

As an army "abandoned" by the commander in chief, Song Jingyang had despaired that he could still participate in the battle.

He now only hoped that the battle over Jincheng would not be resolved so quickly, so that when the battlefields and artillery units arrived, they could fire a few more shots, proving that he had never been in vain.

Just then, a soldier ran over: "Report to the commander that a troop was found approaching us."

"Are there troops?" Song Jingyang froze. "What troops? Terrans? Goblins? Or other aliens?"

"Human troop, they seem to be pursuing."

"Running now?" Song Jingyang froze. "Do you know which unit?"

"It's not clear yet, our people are in touch."

Song Jingyang took out the speaker. After a while, Song Jingyang heard an anxious voice: "Song Commander?"

"It's me, who are you?"

"I'm Dachang, the former special fourth division, and now Li Dachang of the task force!"

"Dalchang?" Song Jingyang's spirit rose: "How is your situation?"

"Fuck, don't mention that, the Qingkong clan joined the battle and helped those goblins to consolidate the gate of Qingkong. The door has not been destroyed, they all rushed over!" Li Dachang said angrily: "I also used space interference, and I couldn't contact you ! "

Song Jingyang arrived calmly: "Is that so? How many people are there?"

"Too many, it is estimated to be no less than 500,000 to 800,000." Li Dachang hurriedly answered.

Hearing this number, Song Jingyang breathed a sigh of relief: "That's okay, I'll let the soldiers deploy their positions and prepare for the battle. You take the army and go around from the side."

Li Dachang still did not understand the situation, and fled, asking, "Isn't the main force already gone? How many people are there on your side? Can you do it?"

"Not much, but there are half a million people left. Basically, they are alchemists, mages and some gunmen who must stay."

"That's not enough! The troops are about the same, and the professional level is too bad. And the Qingkong clan has also come. Those guys all have natural levels, more than those goblin strong platforms, talented space ability, difficult to deal with." Li Dachang Anxious: "You run away, we stay to stop them!"

Song Jingyang smiled evilly: "There are only 500,000 people, but there are 200,000 artillery pieces and 100,000 tanks. Is it enough?"

Li Dachang froze, then shouted: "Haha, enough, too much! How could it not be enough! Fuck!"

Song Jingyang laughed: "That's not it! Jin Xi, let everyone know that there is work to be done. All the troops will stop immediately and prepare to fight, the enemy will come from behind!"

"Yes!"

With the order of Song Jingyang, the three Meteor Battlefields stopped at the same time, countless artillery stations were set up on the ground, and the former professionals moved backwards and began to deploy frontline defense.

The professionals are extremely efficient. When the position was deployed mostly, Li Dachang and their figures appeared in front.

They ran fast, and behind them were a large group of goblins and Qingkong clan. They seemed to be following Li Dachang's footsteps to kill the main force.

But they were destined to not have this opportunity.

The heavy armour of the main force, who had thought that they had no chance to fight, had already taken a breath of anger. At this moment, seeing a large number of troops coming forward, Song Jingyang ordered aloud: "Everyone, ready to fire! Let go!"

The sound of booming cannons sounded.

Hundreds of thousands of artillery pieces originally intended for worship of the Golden City failed to be used for the main target, but at this moment inadvertently completed a round of assistance.

What is the concept of launching 200,000 artillery?

Basically, the power equivalent of a Qi bomber approached that of a small nuclear bomb explosion.

Because the artillery matrix is ​​a divergent attack, there is no core area of ​​great power, but there is no diminishing effect. Basically a salvo, that is, over a hundred square kilometers, is the smoke and shock waves generated by the explosion.

Even if it is a mountain, it can be razed with these 10,000 guns.

Not to mention that there are many powerful new weapons.

Massive ammunition pours on the ground in front of it, and the roar of thunderous thunder, the flare of fire, and the flesh flickering tremble the goblins and the Qingkong clan.

The Qingkong clan is good at space, but their space direction is mainly for space reinforcement, disturbance, etc. Only a few talented characters can use space to transfer attacks.

But they face too many attacks.

A blue sky warrior waved his hands, and a hollow appeared in front of him.

All shells landed in this hollow area and dissipated automatically.

However, the artillery shell in the air fell like a torrential rain, and the warrior found that when he opened the exotic space, he was no longer qualified to close it.

He worked hard to maintain it, but finally he couldn't hold it.

With the weakening of strength, the alien space disappeared. The next moment a shock wave had lifted him, and even before he landed, more shock waves rushed one after another. The strengthened body still resisted stubbornly even in the face of such a fierce shock wave. The shield flashed and the armor was weakened. Hundreds of artillery shells failed him. But one hundred is not enough, one thousand, and one thousand is not enough!

The shell fell like an endless stream, and the Qingkong clan strong faced a seemingly endless rain of cannonballs, finally issuing a cry of despair, followed by an electromagnetic railgun flying at low altitude, rubbing his body and passing him His body was torn in half instantly, followed by a round of bullet rain that drowned him ...

There are also some strong aliens who have fortunately ran out of the scope of artillery bombardment, but they were greeted by conventional minefields and a large number of tanks.

There is no change in the tactics of the human race position, or the only change is the magnitude-the qualitative change formed by the quantitative change. In this battle, we have given everyone a lesson, and also let those aliens know the word firepower of quantity How poor your imagination is.

Affected by this war, perhaps those aliens with strong technology will make breakthroughs in the development of firepower in the future.

But this also brings a problem on the other hand, it is inevitable to ignore traditions, such as the training of the strong.

So do the gods like it?

From the past serious injuries to top powerhouses, the gods may not like it.

However, this is the price to grow freely after getting rid of restraints. The rise of various foreign cultures, whether you like it or not, will eventually form your own unique civilization.

From this point, the gods should like it again.

Song Jingyang was not interested in considering the preferences of the gods, he was just venting his firepower, venting his unhappiness in not being able to participate in the worship of the Golden City in time.

When the massive artillery fire leveled the ground, the professionals of the Goblin and Qingkong races were finally desperate.

Morale collapsed at this moment, and they fled.

However, they are not destined to escape for a long time, because the other three contingents have also returned, and because of a change ...

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Jinshuihe.

If anyone is more anxious to worship Jincheng than Du Huaijun, it probably belongs to Gaowei Zhang Tiejun.

Compared to the war between Jincheng and Tianchangyuan, the battle on Galway and Zhang Tiejun's side was significantly worse.

Massive Goblin fighters continue to launch attacks. Despite the advantages of the river, the combined army with an absolute disadvantage is essentially crushed.

With the river flowing all the way down, the coalition forces stubbornly resisted the attack from the goblin, but the offensive on both sides of the strait was tide, and one ship after another sank under the attack of the goblin army.

When the morale of Goblin City and Tianchangyuan collapsed, there was no news of Brennan's death here, let alone know that the City of Adoration was in danger.

So they were shocked with excitement, chased and killed, surrounded, attacked, and took the human body as a stepping stone to their future merit.

They attacked wildly and rushed forward against the fire.

The magic energy mechs, the airboats took turns, and even space fighters would occasionally come up to attack.

On the "Crash" cruiser, Galway was standing above the bridge, with artillery shells roaring overhead, and bullets and arrow rain intersected.

"The empty boats have all been exhausted, the fighters are gone, and even the space fighters have dropped thirteen ..." The old general looked at the damage and looked towards the other side.

A large number of goblins are constantly being reinforced, as if never ending.

In front of the battleships are constantly on fire, exploding, the river is full of professionals falling into the water.

Some of them were killed by goblin attacks before they got on the ship, some just exploded as soon as they got on board, in exchange for more professionals entering the water, and some were brought to the shore by water waves and shock waves Nearby, ushered in the hunt of countless goblins.

The combat goblins stood by the shore, shouting wildly, expressing their inner violentness.

One battleship after another turned into a fireball, but in just a few hours, the coalition forces were completely defeated.

How long can they sustain?

Not even the old generals knew.

"Du Huaijun, haven't they visited Jincheng yet?" Galway asked.

"I arrived thirty minutes ago and was siege." Qu Wei answered.

"Thirty minutes." Galway sighed.

Thanks to the size of Jincheng and so many defensive measures, even if the professional has high combat efficiency, it can be good to take it down within a day.

One day!

How long can the joint army last?

The old general didn't know.

He only knew that it was basically impossible for the joint army to survive a day ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ Even if it did, I am afraid that it would not survive many people.

The old general could not help but said, "Be ready to die for your country."

"Dedicating his life to the country?" Qu Wei asked strangely, "Will we not be able to survive for half an hour?"

"Half an hour?" General Gao frowned. "What do you mean?"

"Director Du said that if he was given another half an hour, he should be able to win the worship of Jincheng."

Gao Weile said: "Is he Du Huaijun freak out? He wants to win the worship of Jincheng within an hour? How is this possible? Let him stop talking, Lao Tzu is ready to die for his country and the whole army."

Just then, Mystra's voice suddenly sounded:

"Thanks to the fall of Jincheng, the goblin empire has fallen. From now on, all goblins have lost their professional status and corresponding strength."

"Congratulations, you have completed a legend."