Chapter 711
My Empire Chapter 711
2020-11-03
Chapter 711712Where have they beenAnyone who has seen the Alanhill carpet bombing is almost always in awe of war.
Bluestar human civilization's persistent pursuit of destruction has reached a very extreme level, both in terms of various senses and the actual destruction effect.
Even if people don't master some of the self-destruction technologies they yearn for in time, they will use countless movie works to narrate their fantasies and go further and further on the road of destroying heaven extinguishing earth.
From the most pragmatic orbital weapons such as the rod of God, to laser cannons, electromagnetic cannons, to terrifying energy beam weapons that can destroy a planet in one go in planetary wars, and finally to water droplets, two-way foils, etc. fantasy technology.
Anyway, as long as the imagination exists, part of the imagination will be used in the "research and development" of the brain circuits of future weapons.
It seems that if a weapon imagined by a sci-fi great god officially serves in the human army, he will gain the halo of a prophet and become the greatest prophet in human history.
But this road is getting narrower and narrower now. After all, in the early days, humans only needed to predict a steam engine, a train, a car, a plane, a rocket boot, and the like. Let's look at the 1930s today. Most of the fantasy paintings have been realized.
But now it's even more difficult to "invent" a weapon that no one else has imagined - it's like if you want to brag about a cow that others haven't brag about, you will find that it is already It's getting harder and harder to do.
When countless bombs not only destroyed the city's defensive magic array system, but also turned most of the buildings in the entire city into ruins, there is only endless disaster left. spread naturally.
A city with a population of hundreds of thousands, or even millions, is more than just such a large group of people crowded together.
No matter how old a city is, it needs a lot of infrastructure to sustain such a huge population.
If these infrastructures are destroyed and destroyed, the assembled population, whether human or demon, noble Faerie Dragon or filthy orc, will face a very embarrassing situation.
Don't underestimate this kind of embarrassment. When the embarrassment is enlarged to the scale of a city, it is a real disaster.
The paralysis of the water supply and drainage system, the disorder of material supply, coupled with the self-defense hoarding behavior of panic people - just one link collapses, and the accumulated tsunami is enough to make the entire city sign to eternal damnation.
This is also the direct reason why large cities are more vulnerable and easily captured in modern times. The cost of defending the city is too high, and everyone who is sensible chooses to give up. It is not that the rulers themselves are unwilling to insist, but that most people will choose to give up.
Again, this is why many heroic cities are remembered: London for unyielding, Stalingrad for steel, Leningrad for everything...
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It's a pity that no matter what direction you look at, the devil's city doesn't have the conditions to be a hero city. Their organizational skills are certainly not comparable to the Bolsheviks, and their technical level does not allow them to sustain such huge losses.
As the surviving demons staggered out of the corner, they found their city was beyond recognition.
The yard they were familiar with had been disappeared, the walls collapsed and rubble lay on the ground, the towering chimneys in the distance had collapsed, and suffocating smoke was blowing everywhere.
The fire seems to be out of control, and no one cares about the blazing flames now. The demonic fighting forces are struggling to maintain discipline near the top of their city, and in fact their Defensive Array is now beyond recognition.
Some of the city walls up to tens of meters were hit by bombs and collapsed. The Defense Talisman text on the city wall played a certain role. The collapsed place was not serious, but it was still difficult to clean up.
Thousands of demonic combat troops have died, and the City Lord, who runs the city, is struggling to restore the magical defenses and dispatch his troops to protect the important factories.
In the factory building, the puppets responsible for production and the demon workers who manage these puppets are lying in the collapsed factory building, and those huge steel boilers and machinery have also stopped running.
The magic energy fluid that powers these machines is constantly burning and exploding, and the living people are working hard to put out the raging flames in front of them with the tools in their hands.
Nearly 200 tons of aerial bombs are enough to cause enough trouble for a city. even more how , the troubles in this demon city itself have been very, very much.
About two months ago, they heard about the magical continent's counterattack. A large number of the main force was withdrawn, and the number of remaining soldiers was obviously insufficient.
A few days ago, there were high-level demons who retreated from the front line and reported the situation of being attacked by human troops - but according to the previous speed of advancement, humans should be at least a few dozen days away from here. love right.
But those terrifying monsters are here now, over their heads, dropping those terrifying, dreaded bombs...
Anyway , this is already over, those factories that were built with great difficulty and used to produce steel plates, many workshops and production machinery were damaged.
It will take a lot of time to repair these machines, but now the most important question is, how to protect the remaining machines?
The demon bat troop and the demon dragon troop have been dispatched and left, and now there are only a few high-level demons who can fly into the sky with their fleshy wings.
But these demons have just taken off to meet them, but they are flying too low to simply threaten those aloof and remote B-17 bombers.
The result of reluctantly approaching is that the self-defense artillery like raindrops hit several high-level demons covered in dirt. Although they did not fall, they did not play any air defense role.
To the demons, the city is useless now. The old, the weak, the sick and the disabled are only a burden of food, factories have been unable to resume production, and even the basic operation of the city has been unable to maintain.
"Immediately pass the message to the great source of magic..." The evil Demon General led ashen-faced looked at the burning and collapsing city in front of him, and instructed to his subordinates: "Those damn magic The alien race of the continent... has already brought the war to this place!"
"Yes! Your Excellency." The subordinate bowed slightly, and then asked, "But Lord, where are our reinforcements? Where are they?"
(end of this chapter)