Chapter 264
My Empire Chapter 264
2020-11-03
Chapter 264 264 Come with meAll of a sudden, all the puppet empire magicians here have a feeling that they were once in Baoshan , but ultimately missed the absurd feeling of the most precious treasure.
They once organized a large-scale operation to steal the technology of the Alanhill Empire, and it was that operation that allowed the puppet troops of the puppet empire to break through the shackles and embark on a more powerful path.
But it was that adventure that made Alanhill heighten his vigilance and hid all his research and development projects even more deeply.
The most terrible thing is that because of that large-scale technology-stealing operation eager for success, the intelligence network deployed by the puppet empire and the Holy Demon Emperor in the territory of the Alanhill Empire, those who rely on lure mortals, or threaten mortals. The intelligence network established by other means was completely removed.
Now, to the mortal empire, although they can't be described as smeared, they can't organize any large-scale operations.
Because at this moment Alanhill and the overwhelming majority countries on the border are in a state of war, it is more difficult than heavenly ascension to mix some people in to perform tasks.
"Retreat immediately! Retreat from the front line! Hand over the positions to those cannon fodders and the remaining puppet soldiers of the Holy Demon Emperor!" In the end, the magician, the puppet empire headed by him, resigned.
He was worried that Alanhill still had such weapons, and he was worried that Alanhill would continue to use them.
While such a weapon cannot inflict immediate and destructive lethal damage to the troops of the puppet empire, it can block subsequent reinforcements of the puppet empire. The loss was simply unbearable, and the inability to quickly end the battle despite the loss made the commander of the puppet empire very depressed.
With the loss of so many follow-up troops and the main force still suffering heavy losses on the front line, continuing to attack will only bring the battle to a stalemate. If Alanhill is not willing to consume it, it is entirely possible that they will continue to use similar weapons, continue to fight against the follow-up troops of the puppet empire.
The situation is worse than he imagined, enduring losses on the front line, and the puppet empire can't stand it. Once more troops are assembled and more active attacks, Alanhill will use Nuclear weapons, it's an endless cycle.
What makes him even more afraid is that once this new type of weapon, or once this small nuclear weapon begins to be used on a large scale on the front line, all attacks against Alanhill will fall into a passive state.
From now on, even if you gather puppet troops, you must be very careful: as long as Alanhill's reconnaissance team finds traces of the puppet troops gathering, it is very likely to directly carry out a strike similar to the one before Heavenly Eye today. ...
The frustrating follow-up is that Alanhill's reconnaissance has become more and more advanced over time. Maybe in a few days, they will be able to take off planes in the rain and have the ability to conduct large-scale reconnaissance at night.
By that time, whether the puppet empire uses the weather to move in covertly or uses the night to gather troops, it will become a joke. Alanhill's planes would hover over their heads, swarming like vultures for a long time.
In fact, he didn't know it yet. Just above their invisible heads, where they were standing, a reconnaissance satellite just launched by Alanhill just passed by and was transmitting its first image signal to the ground.
Although this satellite cannot be accurately guided and cannot clearly see the target on the ground, it can help correct the map, and can also superficially compare changes in the entire area.
The technology of remote image transmission has become more and more mature in Alanhill. With the development of this technology, higher level and more advanced reconnaissance satellites will soon be in service. At that time, Alanhill seemed to have opened the eyes of God, completely removing the fog of war in front of him.
"Stop attacking?" A magician asked reluctantly when he heard his superior commanding to retreat.
You must know that from the early morning of yesterday until this morning, at least 50,000 puppet soldiers, 10,000 magic soldiers and dozens of high level magicians have been invested in the Battle Puppet empire.
If you count the giant dragon, and the army of giant snakes, their loss of troops here is actually enough to make any Magic Empire feel distressed.
In just such a battle, 7 high-level magicians have fallen, and more than 30 giant dragons and 20 magic snakes have been killed—this is all the precious high-end battle strength of the puppet empire. It takes a long time to lose one.
Who would have thought that a magician like Vivienne would be killed seven in one battle? In fact, the battle strength shown by Alanhill is so terrifying that magicians are afraid.
With so many troops lost, and a large number of puppet troops killed by a small nuclear weapon, who can swallow this bad breath? It's not that there are no people who want to continue fighting, on the contrary, there are many.
In their opinion, it is necessary to break through the mortal defenses here at all costs, prove the superiority of the magician, avenge the comrades who died here, and even continue to attack until the capital of Alanhill. Serris goes.
Of course, there are more people with normal brains, at least not everyone thinks they have the ability to kill Serris all the way.
Actually a little more rational, I know that they are not thinking about whether to kill Serris, but whether they will be chased all the way to Bellevue...
The good news for the frontline troops of the puppet empire is that their commander, the high level magician, is still sober. Instead of fantasizing that his troops could win the battle, he was considering whether his troops would be wiped out here.
At this moment, he hooked the head and explained, "It doesn't make any sense to fight like this! Alanhill's weapon has already gone to the front of the war, should he stay here and die?"
>"Then what do we do now? Have we already lost the war?" Some of the more radical magicians said with a sad face when they heard their commander's explanation.
In their opinion, losing such a battle, the puppet empire is equivalent to losing the entire war...their superiority to the mortals since the year before, their superiority to the low Demon Country family , will collapse with this time failure, which is simply more terrifying than death.
Instead of retreating, they want to continue fighting here. They are sad that they have not been able to penetrate the enemy's defense line, and they are sad that they cannot achieve their goals. After all, before they came aggressively, they never thought about their failure.
Unfortunately, the reality is cruel. No matter how hard they try, Alanhill's defense line composed of ordinary mortals is as unbreakable as forged by steel. And those terrifying weapons emerge in an endless stream, allowing magicians to see what is called "there are mountains beyond the mountains".
Yes, there are mountains beyond the mountains...
Just as they were discussing whether to retreat or not, the shelling of Alanhill in the distance started again, the roar of the 155mm howitzer, Low and rhythmic on the other side of the horizon.
Then the 203mm caliber artillery and the 283mm caliber railway gun also joined the performance, and the position of the puppet empire suddenly became noisy. .
Then, countless types of rockets rained down on the puppet empire's camp, and the MiG-21 fighter jets patrolling in the sky whistled past, as if they were patrolling their own territory.
The lively day started like this, and thick smoke began to rise from the entire battlefield as far as I could see. Alanhill's steel offensive has only just begun, and the attacked opponent is a little bit overwhelmed.
It seems that the script has already been written. Yesterday was the attack of the puppet empire, and starting today, it will be Alanhill's counterattack.
Withdrawing his gaze from the explosion in the distance, the commander of the puppet empire said to his subordinates, "We haven't lost the war yet! At least the plan that the demons are preparing, Will give us another chance! Now, let's give the scorched land of Bellevue to Alanhill! There is no need to entangle any more!"
"Yes!" The black smoke, looking at the positions that could no longer be seen, bowed their heads and complied, and each dispersed to prepare for the retreat.
On the outskirts of Bellevue, the capital of the Holy Demon Emperor, which was still in ruins, the man still wearing the black magic robe pressed his fingers slightly, causing the note in his hand to burn. His expression was gloomy, and his face was extremely difficult to see.
Stroking the giant dragon beside him who was in charge of delivering the letter, he walked to the Grand Archon who had been watching him not far away. Before waiting for the other party to speak, he said the contents of the note: "We lost!"
"What?" 's army is defeated? How is this possible? That...that is...the real magic Legion!"
"There is nothing impossible, look at this ruin..." The black clothed person sneered , continued to say: "Now, we have to fulfill our promise to you! Come with me, to meet your new teacher, Your Excellency Great Archmage Travish!"
"That? Here Why don't we just ignore it?" The happiness came too suddenly, and the Archon did not react. He looked at the magician and the officers who were waiting for his decision in the distance, and asked subconsciously.
"Everything here has nothing to do with you! Or, it has nothing to do with the puppet empire... The rest, leave it to the source of magic!" black clothed person Leng Leng the replicated.
He pointed to the giant dragon and said, "So, now, do you stay as your grand consul, or leave with me?"
Big The Archon did not delay for even a second, and walked directly to the giant dragon, which was extremely powerful in his opinion, and cautiously climbed the dragon's back. ►
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