The assault guns charging at the very front finally encountered stronger resistance after pushing deeper into the village.
Bang!
A shell struck the side of an assault gun.
"Their firepower is way too weak, hahaha."
Seeing several men operating an anti-tank gun two hundred meters away, the vehicle commander laughed.
The technological gap had formed long ago. After witnessing Dusk rapidly unify the continent and expand outward, the enemy had frantically studied them, increasing the caliber and power of their artillery to some extent.
But they could never have imagined that the advanced technology they were copying from their enemy had already become obsolete.
Any enemy that entered Ye Qian's territory would be immediately destroyed. As a result, the enemy army still knew extremely little about Dusk's true strength.
Although the two sides had already clashed many times in the past.
"Damn it."
On the enemy side, a shell from the assault gun landed, instantly destroying the anti-tank gun crew.
"Cough, cough."
Amid the thick smoke from the explosion, the nearby ammunition loader saw several corpses lying on the ground at a glance.
"Damn it, our shells can't penetrate their vehicle at all."
Assault guns were not tanks. This type of assault gun used a tank chassis paired with an anti-tank cannon. Since it had no freely rotating turret, its mobility and durability were inferior to a tank's, making it somewhat less capable in combat.
But even something like this was terrifying enough to the enemy.
Ye Qian had equipped her forces with assault guns in large numbers because she valued their production cost.
An assault gun now cost only three-quarters as much as a tank of the same weight class and took far fewer labor hours to build. That meant they could be mass-produced more quickly to fill