Chapter 483
My Empire Chapter 483
2020-11-03
Chapter 483 484 SadnessA general guarding outside the great hall took a sealed letter from the waiter , after opening it and seeing the above command, a relaxed expression appeared on his face.
He looked towards his subordinates, put his hand on the long sword, and instructed: "Finally! I finally got a decent order! Come with me! Get those damn demons out!"
After that, he lifted his foot and walked outside the great hall, where there were other demon soldiers who escaped with the evil Demon General army. The rest of the demons were outside the city. One cannot enter Bourkeland without an order.
After all, this is Burkland, and many people here have fought demons. It's one thing to get them to compromise with the demons, it's another thing to get the demons into their city.
Hearing his orders, the soldiers of the Magic Legion standing outside the great hall also had happy expressions on their faces.
These soldiers of the Guards, which can be called the puppet empire, drew their weapons, followed their commanders, and fiercely walked towards their former so-called "ally".
"Don't let any of them go! Because there are demons stationed outside the city! Don't let the rumors go!" The leader of the general ordered while drawing out his saber. His saber is gorgeous and unusual, and the blade has been carefully polished and extremely sharp.
"Don't worry! General! This is the order we should execute! It seems that our Lord Great Archmage has finally come to his senses!" His adjutant held the long sword and said happily .
The demons outside the door never imagined that bad luck would befall them like this. They had just escaped from Alanhill's mouth, and they were still thankful that they could avoid a catastrophe and survive.
However, they didn't have much time to rejoice. With an order, the surrounding human soldiers suddenly surrounded them and surrounded them outside the front door of the magic tower.
"What are you doing? Our generals are talking to your Great Archmage! Don't you want to rebel?" A demon officer glared at the magic Legion soldiers who came around, holding a long sword, and scolded loudly.
Cunningly, he also made a gesture to his soldiers behind him, telling everyone to be on guard and ready to cover the breakout at any time.
It's a pity that he still didn't fully see the situation in front of him, because the next second, the humans in front of him began to wave the long sword in their hands.
For a time, all kinds of magic flashed, and from time to time, demons were hit by magic and fell down. Because of the devil's desperate resistance, the puppet empire also had magicians injured and fell to the ground.
It was no surprise that the battlefield was quickly brought under control. None of the dozens of demons present were alive, and next to their corpses lay the remains of several human magicians.
"It seems that the Great Archmage is finally going to make peace with Alanhill, agree to the outside world, and fight the evil Demon Art to the death." Several soldiers were excitedly discussing the future development, and behind them, several A heralded soldier has stepped onto their giant dragon.
"Assemble all the troops! Surround the demons outside the city and destroy them! Don't let one go!" An officer loudly instructed the soldiers in charge of the order.
The soldiers who got the order lightly nodded on the dragon's back, then covered their own visors with their hands, pulled the reins of the giant dragon, and let the giant dragon under the crotch flap its wings.
A battle ended hastily, and a new battle continued. The demons outside the city still don't know that the puppet empire has turned its face. They who have just retreated from the front line are still resting and camping.
But what awaits them is a hard battle. More than 10,000 puppet empire magician Legion dispatched, surrounded them, and launched a fierce attack on them.
The subsequent results were well known to everyone. The 2,000 demon troops were finally wiped out, but the puppet empire, which had the upper hand, also paid a heavy price for the deaths of more than 300 people.
On the one hand, the demon's battle strength is really strong, and the principle of being trapped and fighting has made them burst out with great potential. They fought together bloody to the end, relying on the camp and the terrain to block the layers, bringing considerable trouble to the magician Legion, the puppet empire that besieged them.
On the other hand, because the main force of the puppet empire suffered heavy losses, the battle strength of the Guards was not as good as before. The core and elites of this troop have all been transferred to the front line, and the rest are second-rate players, so naturally their battle strength will also be greatly reduced.
"Your Excellency Great Archmage! We have destroyed all the demons according to your orders." After receiving the exact report from his men, the commander of the Guards returned to the great hall and returned to Travish Said: "None of them were spared."
"Very good...you personally lead the troops, bring all the magicians that can be assembled, and the puppet soldiers, and set off immediately to the front line in the northeast. , unleash our secret weapon!" Travish instructed feebly.
His order made the general shudder for a moment, and asked subconsciously, "Sir...are we going to continue fighting Alanhill?"
"Of course! We still have Secret weapon! We haven't failed yet! Why should we surrender?" Travish looked at the general's eyes with a look of distrust: "Forget it! Don't go, just gather the army! Commander I have another candidate."
"Yes...Yes." The general knew about the problem he had just now, and he had already lost his trust. So he could only bow his head and surrender his command.
After the general walked out of the great hall, Travish looked towards one of his own disciplines and commanded: "You go to command!"
The discipline was a surprise when he heard it. The order to go to the front line by himself, he hurriedly waved his hand and said: "no no no! teacher! I'm just a big magician, I can't convince the public when I go! Why don't I let someone from a higher level go..."
Upon hearing his shirk, the cultivation base was already another of Archmage's disciplines to speak first, complaining: "Although I have a higher cultivation base, I have never commanded an army..."
In their opinion , going to the front line is now tantamount to dying, so it is naturally a shirk. As for which unlucky turn will be in the end, only God knows.
Looking at the disciples blaming each other, Travish thought of the living dead Frenzberg who had been tortured by him. For some reason, he suddenly had a sad feeling in his heart.
Once upon a time, it was an honor for him to give orders to anyone. Countless people are rushing to do things for him, and it seems that there is nothing in the world that he cannot do - but now, on the contrary, there is not even a person who is willing to do things for him...
(This chapter end)