Chapter 203

Chapter 203

My Empire Chapter 203

2020-11-03

Chapter 203 203 The Death of Garingh

In Garingh, the northern city of the Holy Demon Emperor, an apprentice magician rushed in in horror Into the City Lord's room, loudly shouted in horror: "Not good! Not good! Flocks of planes! Covering the heavens, shielding the sun!"

City Lord is stationed with several The generals in the city were having a meeting, and when they heard the news, they stared wide-eyed.

Garingh is in the northern part of the Holy Demon Emperor country, and has been very prosperous recently because of its proximity to the westward railway. The population here exceeds one million, and there are dozens of large-scale factories. Because of the convenience of raw material transportation and mechanical maintenance, many factories in the Holy Demon Emperor country are located in Garingh.

There's even a massive power plant, a workshop that makes bullets, and a production base that has just recently been built to make parts that complement many of the factory machines.

Because of this, Chris decided to fight back against the Holy Demon Emperor first, and after launching a strong attack in the north, the Air Force set the target of strategic bombing at Garingh. This was a rare strategic target in the north of the Holy Demon Emperor worthy of a massive bombardment.

"Activate... activate the city defense magic barrier! Quick!" City Lord walked to the balcony, opened the window, and saw the B-17 bomber group that had been lowered overhead.

The number of these bombers covering the heavens, shielding the sun is uncountable. He could even see that the belly of those bombers had opened huge bomb bays.

On the outskirts of "bang!", the factory facilities that first entered the bombing range have begun to explode. Countless bombs from the sky set off fire seas here. There are flying shrapnel everywhere, as well as debris destroyed by the shock wave. .

The factory building collapsed in the shaking, and the machinery and equipment were blasted into the sky by the explosion. The stamping machine imported from Alanhill at a high price slowly fell down in the thick smoke.

Immediately after, a huge explosion swept across the flat roads surrounding the factory, blowing up the branch railroads that connected to the westbound railroad. Before the twisted railroad tracks and the broken sleepers landed, the huge platform at the end of the railway was destroyed in the explosion.

The explosion of crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood shocked everyone around speechless. The bomb engulfed the beautiful platform in an instant, and collapsed the imported crane used for loading and unloading.

Before these shocked people turned to dodge, the falling bomb slammed in front of them, and the shock wave that instantly transpired engulfed the onlookers, tearing them apart in just a few microseconds. into pieces.

The bomb passed through the dragon lair that raised the giant dragon, the fence built by the giant tree, and the hundreds of thousands of dragon eggs in various mature states, all of which were shattered by the bomb. The hatchlings struggled and wailed amid the explosions, before being engulfed in flames.

At this time, the city's magical defense barrier was raised in Kankan, and the hood formed by a huge magical array covered about one third city.

Because Garingh has developed too fast in the past year, the defense construction here has not kept pace with the expansion of the city. The peripheral civilian areas that were originally abandoned are now far from the edge of the city, and the factory area that is really on the edge of the city is now a fire sea at this moment.

"This defensive barrier...can it hold up?" A magician, who pressed his hand on the magic spar and injected magic into the defensive magic array, felt the vibration of the building under his feet, and looked towards him a little uneasy. own companion.

A female magician beside him who also pressed his hand on the magic spar was also very nervous, because for hundreds of years, they have never activated the magic defense system of this city close to the mortal direction...

This magical defense barrier was built hundreds of years ago. It was originally built casually. It was originally built out of the consideration that "there should be a defensive magic array in a magical city".

Who would have thought that the safest hinterland city, the city close to the mortal empire, would be attacked violently? I am afraid that this kind of thing was said three years ago, and no one wants to believe it.

Nowadays, people believe that the mortal empire will attack the Magic Empire, but what's the use of believing it?

Finally, the first falling bomb hit the magic barrier. The huge explosion left a wave after wave on the magic barrier. These magic ripples spread, causing the entire magic barrier to shake.

This terrifying explosion made everyone in the city uneasy. Originally, they thought that there was a magical barrier on top of their head, and they could escape, but now it seems that this barrier does not seem to be very good. reliable.

The second explosion came one after another, followed by the third, and then the fourth. The civilians, terrified by the explosion, suddenly realized that such an attack seemed to have no end.

Finally, the magic barrier began to weaken in the trembling, and it was useless to let the magicians inject their own magic. The magic barrier of this city is about to collapse, and all the magicians who are trying to save the magic barrier know it well.

But they still dare not give up, because if this barrier is really broken, the city seems to cease to exist.

"It's over! It's over!" City Lord muttered softly, standing on his balcony, looking up at the magic array that had faded away in the sky.

In less than one minute, a bomb penetrated the magic array and exploded in mid-air during the descent. Subsequently, more bombs passed through the magic array and fell on every corner of the city.

The huge magic tower began to collapse with the explosion, and the falling stones from the roof smashed into the street, setting off a cloud of dust.

People screamed in horror and ran to avoid bombs falling from the sky. The whole city was shrouded in despair and terror, and there was fire and dust everywhere. It was a scene of doomsday.

The sound of the explosion in the distance has not gone away, and the sound of the explosion in the near place has already sounded. Smoke rose and flames danced, building after building was razed to the ground, and countless magicians and civilians were engulfed in the tumbling dust.

A group of armored soldiers ran aimlessly down the street, hoping to find a safe place to hide, but a huge building fell down and engulfed them in an instant.

There was no way for the people around to save the buried people, because in the next second, they were torn to shreds by another explosion.

The streets and alleys stained with napalm were burning, and then these flames were blown all directions by the shock wave raised by the high-explosive bomb. There are even some poison qi bombs in the mix, which makes disaster relief a complete joke.

Thousands of bombs were dropped in the first wave of bombing, and the second wave of bombing that followed was a complete wash.

At an altitude of more than 4,000 meters, the bombardiers at Alanhill could no longer see any targets under their feet. All they could see was the thick smoke, and the wreckage that the explosion had only occasionally exposed.

However, these angry Alanhill soldiers pressed their bomb button firmly and dropped more bombs on the poor city.

The city has no air defense shelters, and most of the sewers are too old to withstand the impact of the explosion.

So, in the face of Alanhill's strategic bombing, any living target in the city has nowhere to hide. Catastrophe strikes, All Living Things Equality and more. With cries and curses, they ushered in Alanhill's revenge and judgment.

A bomb hit the city's new power station, which was still running and destroyed. The parts that were rotating at high-speed flew far away, smashed the walls of the factory building, and landed in the yard with the flesh and blood of the workers.

The lush and green trees were pulled up by the roots, and the bombs that landed in the lake overturned the unattended boats above. This inaccurate bombing involved everything that could be affected.

The Dragon Knights took to the skies to intercept hundreds of P-51 Mustangs escorting them, unable to even dislodge the bomber swarm.

They can only look at those aircraft formations like Copper Wall Iron Bastion and sigh, and if they get a little closer, they will be taught by countless tracer bullets.

Some magicians also tried to use magic to attack those bombers in the air, but they managed to get a magic ball to hit those planes, but they couldn't tear the magic defense barrier on those planes because they were too far away.

Alanhill's bombers were also shielded from magic—a cruel fact that made the magicians feel no resistance at all. They can only flee with civilians and the army, and use magic to protect the people around them.

After almost an hour of continuous bombardment, Garingh finally regained his composure. The far-off bombers lost all their bombs, leaving the city in despair.

Compared to what the Holy Demon Emperor did along the westward railway line, Alanhill's revenge was more like a slaughter of the weak. Countless houses are in ruins, and buildings that have been hundreds of years old have collapsed.

Hundreds of thousands were directly lost in this bombing, and the rest are doomed to be displaced. Garlinger lost power, lost the factory, lost everything that could be lost. Now all that's left here are the desperate refugees.

"Why...why is this!" The City Lord, who survived fortunately, stood in the rubble wearing a dusty magic robe, looking at those struggling with incendiary bombs and People in the thick smoke cried out in wailing.

"Isn't it great when working together? Why bother with Alanhill? It's all right now, it's all over! It's all over!" He staggered forward, regardless of the The corpses of the officers lying in the rubble, regardless of the subordinates who were lying about, walked into the distance without looking back.

(end of this chapter)