Chapter 416

My Empire Chapter 416

2020-11-03

Chapter 416 417 Congratulations

Just in the Imperial Palace of Alanhill, while a banquet was going on, in the distant puppet empire On the front line, in a small town near the Gushan defense line, a magician of the puppet empire threw the parts in his hands on the table helplessly.

Besides him, there are puppet soldiers next to each other. These puppet soldiers are damaged and can no longer be used. They were brought back from the front, stacked here, and used as parts.

The puppets are also worn and impossible to move on indefinitely. As the battle on the front line of Gushan became more and more intense, the loss of these puppets was also increasing.

If it is too late to repair or retreat, these puppets can only be turned into spare parts and placed here for repairing other puppets.

magician helplessly looked at the puppet parts on the table in front of him, and complained gloomily, "The joints of these puppets are also quite worn out, so I just need to find a good one to remove them and replace them with other puppets. , how many days will it last?"

The other magician sitting opposite him shook the head, took down the magic spar that had been scrapped and used as energy from a puppet, and threw it at his feet , said comforted: "It's a few days if it lasts a few days... It's like this now, what else can I do?" the hole. Some of the puppets still had shrapnel stuck in them, and others were damaged.

In the past, such puppets were directly scrapped, but now, the puppet empire, which has been gradually running out of resources, has to recycle these things to support the frontline operations.

"It's about time to eat." The complaining magician stretched his waist and stopped dismantling the remains of the puppets, and said, "Starting yesterday, the food supply has been halved, how can people eat this? Half of the vegetables! Half of the bread!"

"It's good to eat some, I heard that some troops have no food to eat." Another magician who had just entered the room, put the The remains of a puppet held in his arms were placed on the ground, and he said with a sneer.

The comforting magician sitting across the table also said with a smile: "Yeah, it would be nice to have some...the past few days, when it was time to eat, Alanhill started shelling. The front line, it's better for us to be in the rear, the front line is uncomfortable even eating!"

As his voice fell, a deep voice came from a distance. It was like a thunderstorm in the sky, making people involuntarily flustered.

Immediately afterwards, such thunders slammed one after another, and finally formed a piece, and could no longer be counted.

"It was on time, the bombardment started again." Magician, who entered the house with the remains of the puppet, sighed, turned and walked back to the door.

The Gushan defense line has persisted until now. It is not so much a defensive miracle of the puppet empire as it is that Alanhill is deliberately compressing his losses.

They are changing to new troops to train these soldiers, so that these soldiers have more actual combat experience, in order to hone their team.

Under the influence of this tactic, the Gushan frontline withstood Alanhill's attack again and again, as if it really stood firm in the storm.

But everyone knows, at least the puppet empire personnel on the Gushan defense line know clearly that the reason why they haven't scattered ashes and dispersed smoke is that Alanhill doesn't attack with all his strength.

Recently, the main force of the Alanhill Empire is bypassing the Gushan line and attacking further east river and Trier. The defense line of the puppet empire has been retreating again and again, and it can basically be described as a broken army.

Even the high-level officials of the puppet empire estimated that the front line could only last for 2 more months at most. Now that more than ten days have passed, it is clear that the collapse has already begun.

Support for two months is not really able to stay on the ground for two months. The Early-Stage stage of the battle is often the stage of evenly matched stalemate. By the mid-term, one side's defeat is inevitable.

Now, the front line of the puppet empire is already in the early stage of its rout with many holes. Almost all the troops are retreating, only some of the fortresses and main positions, there are still formed troops stubbornly resisting.

Wait for more than ten days, these recalcitrant troops will be divided and surrounded, cut off the supply and communication, and the huge collapse will be logical.

And then, in the remaining month, it was the "garbage time" when Alanhill swept the battlefield and wiped out the remaining puppet empire troops that were devastated.

Of course, the puppet empire is also impossible to sit still. They are trying to find a way to shrink back the troops that attacked the Norma Empire and the Eternal Empire, intending to establish a new line of defense along the east of the river and Trier.

It's a pity that because of Alanhill's air force bombing and the delay of Alanhill's troops, the retreat of these puppet troops is really slow.

The Northwest went up and occupied the main force of the puppet troops in the capital of the Eternal Empire. At this moment, they are still fighting hard in the area of Kalamix, the capital of the Eternal Empire.

The puppet troops that attacked Normagas, the capital of the Norma Empire, were also bitten by Bourgeois' 5th Army Group and could only retreat back at a speed of several kilometers per day, basically. It's no different than walking in place.

The unfavorable situation of the puppet empire, of course, cannot deceive these parties on the front line. These magicians who are on the front line have already seen that the war situation is very unfavorable.

In the early days, I was able to supply food in full every day, but this kind of supply could not be done more than ten days ago.

The new puppets in the rear cannot replenish the front line, and the loss of the puppets in the front line is getting bigger and bigger. This happens continuously, and the fool knows that the situation is not good.

"When is the end..." The magician sitting at the table pessimistically looked the head and continued his work.

He doesn't want to go to the front line to fight. It's really good to find such a job of dismantling the puppets. Earlier, he had seen with his own eyes that the fighting magicians who came back from the front line looked so embarrassed.

These people were dusty and exhausted, many with wounds on their bodies, and their faces ashen--you didn't need to ask to know that they were defeated, and badly.

Magicians who come back intact or with minor injuries are lucky. Many magicians go to the front and never come back. There are some magicians who have returned, but some remain on the battlefield forever.

Those magicians with broken arms and broken legs were sent back to the rear hospital screaming. Because of poor sanitary conditions, very few of these magicians survived, and most of them died of wound infections.

Those who survived by chance were also tortured, and finally left a lifelong disability, struggling on whilst at death's door, the ending may not be better than death.

The magician who wanted to leave stopped, and the hand that opened the door was still on the door, and he encouraged his companions: "The troops that attacked the Norma Empire are trying to retreat. , but they are retreating very slowly... We stick here, just to meet them."

"To meet them? Then who will meet us?" He put a puppet soldier's elbow on the In the spare parts box, it was placed with the other elbow joints. Magician, who had been working all the time, shook the head and asked helplessly.

This war has been fought till now, and everyone is already not in the end. What they care about is whether they can live to see this ending...

The magician standing at the door shook the head, this time really pushed the door open and walked out. Opposite the house, a puppet tank with branches stuck on it was parked.

After being bombed for so long, the puppet empire's air defense awareness, or the desire to survive, is already very strong. They have invented all kinds of disguises, but the effect can only be said to be general.

The puppet tank disguised as a tree has been sent here for several days due to a malfunction, because there is no proper part, and it can only be parked there unable to move even a little bit.

In fact, everyone knows that if they are abandoned there for two more days, this puppet tank that was only broken a little bit will be completely scrapped.

The moment the magician walked out of the house, a large-caliber artillery shell roared and slammed into the dirt road in front of him, and then a huge explosion enveloped him.

The people in the room didn't realize what happened, the shock wave that there is no stronghold one cannot overcome knocked down the walls of the room and smashed the puppet wreckage and several magicians inside. go out.

The farthest magician subconsciously used a magical defense barrier, but before he could finish casting the spell, his body was pierced by countless sharp puppet parts.

Farther away, a few magicians saw that the village was hit by a cannonball, dropped the work in their hands and ran away. They didn't dare to stay until it was confirmed that only this A cannonball landed in the village, so he hurried back to save people.

In fact, there is nothing to save. The house has long since lost its appearance. At that time, everyone in this room was buried under the rubble. .

The magician at the door can't even find his bones. Where he stood was only a circular crater with a diameter of more than ten meters.

"An Alanhill 283mm caliber railroad artillery shell... This is old equipment. Alanhill doesn't use it much. It is estimated that this time, I just want to clear the ammunition in stock." A puppet The imperial officer, looking down at the crater under his feet, said in a tranquil voice: "These people are just unlucky... The other party may just have mistyped the aiming parameters..."

"Three magicians died in battle. I have another report to write." The high-level magician who was in charge of commanding these magicians stood aside, not sure if he was sad about the deaths of a few people, or because he had to write more reports.

However, the other magicians are more or less a little bit of joy in their hearts, because their dinner today may be a little bigger...

(end of this chapter)