Alien Arms Empire.

Chapter 1817 1818 Bustling Street Corner

The Tang Empire's reconnaissance troops were indeed not prepared to tear open Roslaina's outer defenses, and they did not have much ability to attack.

These formations of armored reconnaissance vehicles and infantry fighting vehicles can easily encircle and annihilate the elves' troops, but they cannot gain any advantage against the Roslina defenders, who still have some defense lines and are very strong in force.

But... the main force of the Tang army can!

A day later, the elf officer who vowed to shout "Long live the emperor" had to consider withdrawing his command post.

The Tang Army's Type 96 main battle tanks had crushed the poorly built defense line in the north, occupied some factory facilities in the suburbs, and drove onto the suburban roads of Joslina.

The enemy had already entered the city, and the elven troops were not yet prepared to resist. The scene was very chaotic until some of the elven troops spontaneously organized a defense, which made the situation look a little bit like a war.

It was when these scattered elven troops began to fight back that the citizens of Roslina realized that the troops of the Tang Empire had already reached their doorstep.

"Boom!" A deafening noise woke up the elf girl lying on the bed. She got up from the bed in fear, opened the curtains and saw a cloud of black smoke rising from the distant block.

Then the fierce gunfire continued, as dense as raindrops hitting the eaves. She was horrified to see the elf soldiers carrying Mauser rifles passing by the street, shouting unclear orders to each other.

These soldiers had obviously been defeated. They retreated from the next block. A truck passed by in panic, as if some monster was chasing it from behind.

"Danger! Don't stand by the window!" An elf soldier downstairs waved at the civilians who were peeking out from upstairs, warning them to hide quickly without knowing what danger was. "The Tang people are over there, and will be here soon!"

As they were talking, several Elf soldiers, holding their M35 helmets on their heads, retreated back to the street. They stopped at the corner, leaned against the wall and gasped for breath. Two of them were changing the magazines of their submachine guns.

They were reluctant to throw away the empty magazines, so they put them back into the magazine pouches on their ribs, and took out new magazines from another magazine pouch and inserted them into the gun.

It was these soldiers who had just detonated the buried explosives, collapsing a building, and barely used the ruins to stop the advancing Tang army.

However, this was obviously not a long-term solution, because the Tang army would quickly bypass the ruins, or they would quickly clear away the ruins and rubble and move on.

Usually in street fighting, the attacking party is reluctant to destroy too many buildings, which may hinder their advancement speed. The only exception is some of the generals in the Middle East, after all, the purpose may be completely different.

On the contrary, the ones who destroyed the buildings were usually the defenders, who would block some streets in a planned manner and lure the enemy to their preset ambush positions for attack. However, such tactics required organization, and at this moment, the elf defenders actually had no decent organization and coordination at all.

To put it bluntly, they were simply trying to delay the advance of the Tang army. As for why they were doing this and what to do next, they actually had no plan.

Therefore, the Tang army's advancement was very orderly. They cleared the ruins, occupied the streets and buildings that should be occupied, maintained a complete line of defense, and avoided being infiltrated by scattered elven troops into the areas under their control.

By clearing one block at a time and occupying one street at a time, an offensive bridgehead can be established quickly - the war has reached this stage, and a cautious approach is obviously more cost-effective than a reckless approach.

Thanks to the stability of the Tang army, Yang Mu I in the palace had more time to organize his so-called defense plan.

However, his so-called "defense plan" is more like a joke from beginning to end: to sum it up in one sentence, it is "if you hold on firmly, there will be a way"...

That's right, he believed that as long as the front line was held, there would be a way out. As for what the way would be, and whether his conditional surrender would be successful, he had not yet seriously considered these.

The frightened elf girl had just returned home after working a night shift, and now her face turned pale when she saw the chaotic battle situation outside.

She is a nurse and had just received an order from her superiors yesterday saying that the hospital might have to receive a large number of wounded people and that everyone should be prepared.

But she didn't expect that her home would become the front line of the battle today: she stood in front of the window, watching some elf soldiers leaning against the corner of the wall to shoot at the distance, and could even see the bullet casings ejected from the soldiers' weapons falling onto the road and rolling.

Just as the elf girl was watching the soldiers firing non-stop, someone suddenly knocked on her door. The sound startled her, and she didn't dare to open the door for a moment, so she could only let the other party knock on the door that could break at any time.

"Bang!" The door was kicked open from the outside, and an elf soldier rushed into the house with heavy steps. He glanced at the panicked woman who didn't know what to do, snorted and said, "Get out of the way! This place has been requisitioned! Leave now!"

After saying that, he pulled out the wooden-handled grenade and placed it on the windowsill, and leaned his rifle out of the window: "Hey! I'm ready!"

The elf soldiers at the corner of the street heard their comrade's shout and gestured to him to indicate that they knew what was going on. Then they continued to fire from behind cover, and no one knew what they were firing at.

Anyway, the enemy could not be seen from this window, and the elf nurse curled up in the corner and dared not move: where had she seen what war was like? Now that she had seen it, how could there be any romance?

Now she could no longer see the battle outside, but the battle outside would not stop just because she stopped looking. Only a few seconds later, suddenly a small figure rushed down the street and hit the elf soldiers who were gathering at the corner.

It was a small remote-controlled aircraft. Although the Tang Empire did not yet have the technology to produce intelligent drones, it was not difficult to make some remote-controlled aircraft equipped with cameras and bombs.

Anyway, the enemy has no means of interference, and similar things can obviously also play the role of drones on the battlefield.

The drone crashed right at the feet of several elf soldiers, and then the bomb exploded. Countless shrapnel instantly engulfed several elf soldiers like a storm. Without any preparation, the elf soldiers immediately fell to the ground and became motionless. After a few seconds, two of them staggered to their feet. They were obviously shaken by the explosion and needed time to calm down before they could tell the directions.

The elf soldiers who were closer to the center of the explosion were obviously already dead. Their uniforms were stained with blood, and one of their arms was still moving, but it looked like they could not be saved.

The elf soldier at the window looked extremely anxious, but there was nothing he could do. Even if he ran down, he couldn't do anything because he was not a medic.

Just as he was watching several elven soldiers struggling in the corner, a huge figure suddenly appeared there.

The gun barrel of a Type 96 main battle tank poked out first, followed by the constantly rolling tracks and the cold and hard body of the tank.

"Damn it!" The elf soldier cursed, then pulled the bolt to load the bullet, and then he pulled the trigger at the tank without hesitation: "Bang!"

The bullet hit the thick armor of the tank without even a spark. Unable to see where his bullet had hit, the elf soldier in charge of covering upstairs continued to pull the bolt, preparing to load another bullet into his rifle.

The struggling elven soldiers who saw the enemy tanks on the street corner also realized the danger. They grabbed their companions' submachine guns from the ground and fled away without looking back: it was unrealistic to expect these light infantrymen to fight against the armored forces. They would be crushed in just a few seconds.

When they were running away, they didn't care about anything else. The soldier, who was originally a rifleman, didn't even have time to pick up the magazines from the bodies of his comrades before he fled in a panic.

The elven soldier who was firing upstairs also realized that the rifle in his hand was unlikely to cause trouble to the tank below, so he put down the rifle, unscrewed the cover of the wooden-handled grenade, and pulled out the rope from it.

His attention was entirely focused on the tank, and he didn't notice at all that the Tang army soldiers who followed the tank to the corner had already discovered him hiding in a high place.

Patting the sniper's shoulder, the squad leader of the Tang army pointed to the high window. The sniper of the Tang army raised his rifle and aimed at the dangerous target who was about to throw a grenade.

In the four-fold scope, the target at this distance was extremely clear, and the Tang army's precision shooter calmly placed the crosshairs on the elf soldier.

"Bang!" After a crisp gunshot, the elf nurse curled up in the corner heard a heavy bang. She opened her eyes nervously and saw that the soldier who had been firing at the window just now had fallen to the ground without any movement.

His helmet rolled to one side, and he was still holding the grenade in his hand, having just unscrewed the lid and pulled out the rope, and had not yet fired it. His face was facing the other side, so the nurse could not see his appearance clearly.

Downstairs, the roar of the tank engine continued, but the sound of gunfire became less frequent. Soon, the nurse who was hiding in the corner and dared not move heard footsteps coming up the stairs, the sound of leather boots stepping on the wooden stairs.

The two Tang soldiers who came upstairs to check the situation saw the body lying on the ground as soon as they entered the room. Because they saw the blood spreading on the floor and the hole in the elf soldier's chest.

"Safe!" After the soldier with the rifle put down his weapon, he saw a frightened elf girl squatting in the corner: "There is another one...probably a civilian."

The old soldier who followed him up was unhappy, because it was obviously an idiotic act to call it safe without checking the situation in the room. So he carefully looked at every corner of the room again, then walked to the body, bent down and grabbed the grenade in the body's hand.

Holding the grenade, he walked up to the elf girl, looked down at her and confirmed, "Are you a civilian?"

"I, I am..." The elf nurse also saw the corpse on the ground at this time. Although she had seen dead people before, this was the first time in her life that she had seen two humans holding guns and killing elves in Roslina, so she couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"Don't stand at the window recently. You may be accidentally injured." The old soldier warned, then walked to the window, made a gesture to the outside, and threw the Mauser rifle on the windowsill down.

"Check him and make sure there are no weapons left on him." After giving this instruction, the old soldier walked out of the door with a grenade in his hand.

"Don't be afraid, you are safe." The young recruit forced a smile at the girl. To be honest, he was not handsome. In Roslina where the streets were full of handsome men and beautiful women... his smile was more likely to be regarded as an ugly threat.

Sure enough, the elf nurse became even more nervous: she didn't know what the other party meant by leaving only one person, and subconsciously grabbed her collar.

The soldier of the Tang Empire had no intention of violating military discipline. He searched the corpse for a few times, and after finding no pistols, grenades or the like, he threw the compressed biscuits and other things he had found in the soldier's pockets onto the girl's bed.

This action frightened the elf nurse so much that she almost cried: in her opinion, this human was going to use these things as a trade-off to possess her body...

Unfortunately, the next development was a bit embarrassing for her: the human seemed to be more interested in the corpse than in her. He grabbed the corpse by the collar and dragged it into the corridor: "Sorry to bother you, ma'am. Goodbye."

When the other party left, he even helped her close the broken door, leaving only the sticky bloodstains on the floor...

For a moment, the elf nurse didn't know whether to be glad that the other party was a polite gentleman, or to be angry that he had no interest in her at all.

But when she came to her senses, the sound of the tank engine outside the window had faded away, and the human soldier who helped her get the body out of the room was nowhere to be seen.

The battle of Roslina had just begun, but the war on this street seemed to have ended. Apart from the bodies of the elf soldiers at the corner of the street and the shallow crater next to the bodies, nothing seemed to have changed here...

Oh, and there's a broken door...