With a command, Zion's operators immediately retreated quickly.

Not long after they retreated, the Slavic tanks opened fire.

In the tanks, the psychic infected people squeezing their psychic energy as much as possible and injecting it into the machinery regardless of their physical illnesses.

After complex machinery, the spiritual energy is transformed into surging flames, which whistled out under the control of the cannoner, like fire snakes, falling into the "car array" temporarily built by Zion.

Strong metal can temporarily withstand the flames, but the parts inside the car that are not strong enough cannot.

Although the psychic fragments as energy were removed and taken away by the Zion operators who had been prepared in advance, there were still many psychic fragments in the equipment of the dead Slavic soldiers.

At high temperature, these psychic fragments began to react violently, the binding force of the physical shell was quickly lost, and powerful psychic energy exploded in an instant.

This means an explosion.

The roars continued, and cars were blown upside down. In just a few seconds, the car array turned into a burning ruin.

What comes with the explosion is naturally a violent shock wave.

Several operators who had finally evacuated were hit by the shock wave and staggered down. More operators lay down in advance after being reminded and avoided the most violent wave.

Then they stood up, helped their injured comrades up, and retreated as soon as possible.

The Slavic tank bombing continues.

This time they drove nearly 100 tanks. This powerful psychic machine has unparalleled destructive power, but it is very troublesome to create, and it is also difficult to find "ammunition".

A psionic infected person who is enough to become an "ammunition" is not so easy to find.

Most psychic infected people are unwilling to serve the Slavic Empire that persecuted them. Even if they use coercive means, they would rather die together.

When a person is tortured by illness every day and he doesn't know when he can't stand it and die, even if he puts a knife behind him, so what?

Stun! I'm tired of living anyway! What's the point of living this ghost? White Daozi comes in and red Daozi goes out so hard!

Only those who are psychic infected who are ties with family, who still love him, care about his family even if he is infected by psychic energy, and are relatively in "happiness", can board a tank and become "ammunition".

For these psychic infected people, they are dead anyway, so it doesn’t matter how they die. As long as they can bring benefits to their families, even if they are exploited, what if they are exhausted?

People who cannot be driven by fear and danger can only be used with love.

But this situation is too few in the Slavic Empire. The tradition of the Slavic Empire is to discriminate against and persecute those infected with psychic energy. After a person is infected with psychic energy, his family will not alienate him or exclude him, but will continue to care for him. It is very rare.

Therefore, the size of the Slavic Empire was so big that it could make up for the "ammunition".

In this battle, in order to demonstrate the strength of the Slavic Empire, His Majesty the Emperor sent out all the tanks that could be called.

At this moment, nearly a hundred tanks fired together, which was indeed earth-shaking.

The flames instantly swallowed hundreds of meters of positions, and the several sets of backhand prepared by the "doctor" in advance were wiped out.

Looking at the sea of ​​fire, the "doctor" sighed secretly, but a smile appeared on his face.

"Okay, let everyone have a rest," he said lightly, "the front-line operators retreated and started to build a second position."

At the command, the Zionian operators retreated one after another.

A little behind, dozens of operators joined forces to cast psychic spells. The earth shook slightly, and solid rocks grew out of the ground, forming a new maze.

This maze is a little smaller than the previous car array, but it is even more complex. More importantly, there are many underground holes in the maze, which allow them to hide in it and then launch an attack when the enemy passes by.

After a while, the flames gradually faded.

The Slavic warlocks waved their staffs inlaid with psychic fragments, and emitted a stream of cold air and fell into the still scorching position.

The burnt red or even melted metal quickly cooled down, twisting and solidifying into a mess. The corpses lying in it had already only had basic human forms, and many of them had even simply turned into ashes.

"go ahead!"

The Slavic army advanced again and easily stepped past the positions that had blocked them before.

But ahead of them, there was another maze.

"Damn!" Hearing the report from the front, someone in the Slavic command center couldn't help but curse, "The dying struggles of those sinners are really disgusting!"

"If you kill a chicken, it will scream a few times before it dies, and kick it twice." The old general said indifferently, "Let them struggle, anyway, it's just a matter of time."

"But... the tank's 'ammunition' needs rest."

"Then let them rest," said the old general. "When you attack Zion, you still need them."

"But, if there are no tanks..."

"If there is no, there is no." The old general sighed, "How come you young people can't bear the hardship at all? You just have to fight with each other. Are we Slavs still afraid that we will fight to the death?"

He smiled and waved his hand: "Let the entire infantry press forward, don't worry about any roads or roads. Whether it is that maze or the hills on both sides... it's just a mountain climbing. They can climb mountains. Can't we Slavs climb mountains?"

He looked at the terrain sand table created by the command center with spells and smiled disdainfully.

"The world's number one general... Let me see how you will deal with the overwhelming enemy." He said confidently, "The advantage of military strength is not something that those little clever can make up for!"

Soon, the Slavic army, who received the order, set off a formation.

More than 100,000 troops were pulled open to both sides, and the front line was so long that it could not be seen.

As they moved forward, it was like a tide, rushing towards Zion.

Seeing this situation, Zion's operators changed their faces one after another.

"God!"

"How can I stop this?"

"There is no way to fight this battle!"

The "doctor" stared at the approaching Slavic army, with his eyes stern and cold.

"Don't care about sacrifice, do you want to fight us with the sea of ​​people? Then give it a try!"

As he said that, he issued an order.

Under his command, Zion's operators quickly climbed the tops and occupied the commanding heights, and used long-range weapons to shoot at the Slavic soldiers who wanted to climb the mountain.

Just like shooting a target, one Slavic soldier after another was hit. Some people could grit their teeth and hold on, while others could not hold on and fell down. Some were shot directly into the vital points and rolled down along the hillside.

The Slavs quickly began to fight back. Although their ranged weapons were limited due to the height gap, the quality was compensated by quantity.

Soon, some of Zion's operators were injured one after another.

The injured operators retreated and received treatment, and the reserves filled their gaps and continued to shoot with the Slavs.

Judging from the situation of these hills, the front line can at least support it.

But the number of operators in Zion is limited after all, and more hills are unoccupied.

The Slavic soldiers were naturally injured during the climbing process, but they finally successfully climbed up, then crossed the obstacle and surrounded the mountain occupied by the Zion operators.

Before they could complete the encirclement, the "doctor" issued an order in time to let the operators on the hill retreat.

But in this way, their positions were lost.

Gradually, the Slavic army's front line turned into an arc, slowly surrounding Zion.
Chapter completed!