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Chapter 125: Air Combat Continued

The air commander of the Wingman was not unprepared for the enemy's siege. The fifty archers of the right team were trying to deal with this situation. Seeing the elves coming from behind, the archers came forward without hesitation to protect the musketeers' retreat. The musketeers continued to pursue and chase them relentlessly.

The battle has reached the present moment, and the Wingman Musketeers chased the elves in the air for a quarter of an hour, and flew over a hundred kilometers away. A light cavalry brigade and the core heavy cavalry brigade in the front of the Elf Knights were almost wiped out. More than a hundred elves of the Elf Knights fell to the ground and died, leaving only a few dozen of the air knights flying back like a stray dog.

Seeing that the elves were about to approach the forest defense line, I wondered if there would be any ambush in the defense line. Thinking that the Air Force's combat command of the Base Mountain Air Force strictly prohibited fighting with the enemy in places with ground support, the commander of the Wingman turned around and led his subordinates to turn back to deal with the bypassing enemies.

At this time, the fifty archers of the Wingman Right Team had been fighting with the Elf Knights for a long time.

This battle is a traditional air battle.

Although the power and range of modern hunting bows are much greater than that of the Sky Knights, the use of these hunting bows in the air is very limited, and the difference between the qualities of muskets is different. The Winged Archers do not show much advantage in weapons, and rely solely on their own flexibility to fight against the majority of enemies.

Air combat is different from the ground. The high speed of crossing between the two sides makes any tiny impact fatal, so there is no imagined air combat during the air combat process of the Air Force. Everyone uses long-range weapons, shooting from afar, and killing the enemy with one blow. This is the bloodiest way of fighting on the continent. As long as you take off into the air, any negligence may be killed. Therefore, the air knights are the most respected brave warriors and the most elite soldiers on the continent.

The winged crossbow archers and the elves of the sky were whistling and crossing in the air, and the bows and arrows shot from both sides were spreading over the sky. At this time, it was the time when the courage and willpower of the air soldiers were the most tested. They had to use their best efforts to find a safe channel from the intensive attacks to shuttle out.

The casualty rate of this kind of close combat is terrifying. In a short while, countless winged men and air knights were accidentally caught and fell. The bows and arrows shot from both sides may not be the winner, but even if they fail to hit the target, it is easy to be injured by enemies and us in such a dense combat airspace.

The Elf Aerial Knights relied on their nearly 5-to-1 advantage to suppress the Wings into a cubic kilometer area. The Wingsman archers were almost everywhere in front, back, left and right. Even though the Wingsman people were born with good air flexibility, it was difficult to resist the enemy's attack from all directions in such a dense airspace. Within a moment, more than a dozen Wingsman casualties were killed and killed.

"Quick! Everyone in the left team, gather again!" Rant heard the commander's loud order,

"But Commander, look at the situation, how dare we rush in such a chaotic battle?" asked the Winged Musketeer.

"No, we won't rush in. Taking advantage of the chaos, we will concentrate our firepower on the periphery first and annihilate one." The commander said his purpose.

Hearing that there was no need to break into the huge three-dimensional airspace mixed with nearly 300 air forces in front, the Wingman Musketeers finally breathed a sigh of relief. The thing that rushed forward without hesitation was indeed not the idea of ​​ordinary people. No one would make such a choice when he could not do this.

The reassembled Wingman musketeers lined up in formation, along the edge of the combat airspace, relying on their own range, dived in groups and hovered again and again, constantly chasing and strangling the unlucky people who escaped from it. After a while, they gained a lot, but also made the enemy commanders even more angry. However, the archers' fighting made the enemy's main force unable to free up their hands to surround the group of the most hateful musketeers.

Gradually, this fierce strangle battle became more and more intense. Both sides silently suffered this huge terrifying casualties. Countless elves and wingers sprinkled blood in the sky. After the Winged Musketeers shot almost half of the squadron of the elves, the archers finally lost all their losses under the siege of the enemy elves without regard to casualties.

Finally, when the Wingman Musketeers had to face the nearly two hundred remaining elves of the Elf's First Regiment, they suddenly discovered that from behind them, another larger air knight unit had taken off the elves forest, and unknowingly blocked the route of escape around them, the second regiment of the Elf's Knights!

"This Orc Air Force! Let's destroy them!" The leader of the Knights, riding his beloved beast, also took off to fight in person.

"Yes, we must destroy them," said the deputy commander, Lord Gianna, riding her beast next to the commander,

"They have been fighting for a long time and have no physical strength. Moreover, even their terrible weapons may need to replace the energy supply magic crystal. They have run out of ammunition and food, and this time, they will definitely not be able to escape from our palms..."

In this air battle, all the elves did not expect that they would suffer such heavy losses. The battle formation was so severe that even if they won, the main force of the Knights was already greatly damaged. I am afraid that they would be unable to resist the Winged Man troops that the northern orcs had launched large-scale support. In this way, without the ability to detect air, the elves lost the initiative in the war, and the entire strategy of the Northern Expedition was greatly affected. How could the two regiment commanders not be angry? Jaina almost gritted her teeth and said this.

But the situation was just as they said. Surrounded by countless elves, Lant and his friends were indeed in desperate situations. It was one thing that they were exhausted, and it was also true that the bullets were about to be used up. Looking at the elves, the elves, who came from all directions, all the people knew that their result was a lot of luck.

Rand, not knowing what he felt in his heart. At this moment, he suddenly remembered his little friend Jiani in the tribe when he was a child.

The last moment is coming, and the winged people gathered together to wait for the last moment. Suddenly, the orcs on the ground shouted like crazy, and their momentum was like a mountain shaking the earth.

"Reinforcements, enemy reinforcements!"

The Elf Knights couldn't help but scream in surprise. In the air about a few kilometers away, another group of winged people flew over like lightning. They rose from the low altitude and quickly rose. After reaching a height even higher than the Elf Knights, they suddenly dived down from the high altitude together.

Boom boom boom boom!

The thunderous sound of the damn terrifying weapon resounded through the sky again!
Chapter completed!
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