Chapter 782
My Empire Chapter 782
2020-11-03
Chapter 782 784 CurlsThe heavy door was suddenly pushed open from the inside, and a woman in red armor walked out aggressively The room where she rests.
The curly hair on her head trembled slightly with her imposing stride, and her heels tapped the not-so-flat stone floor with a rhythmic clack.
"Why are you fighting back at this time? Assembled the only remaining army, called my reserve team, and didn't even discuss it with me?" Irelia felt that she had had enough of the source of magic 's arbitrary act.
Although she was created by the source of magic, she is also an individual with her own independent thinking. As the king of Demon Race, from the day she was born, she has the responsibility to find a bright future for this race that does not belong to her.
She didn't know why she was very dissatisfied with the practice of the source of magic after she became conscious and after gaining the approval of Demon Race. But she just felt that the path that the source of magic guided Demon Race was simply not the right path.
So she worked hard to change all of this, and even felt that she should surrender at a disadvantage in order to preserve the continuation of Demon Race.
But the source of magic did not agree with her decision at all, and quickly put her "Demon King" in an awkward position.
While she was wounded, the Origin of Magic personally took over command of all demonic forces. Most of the demon troops that were originally scattered in various cities have now been transferred.
Manito, the most important port city of the devil, originally had 50,000 relatively elite garrison troops, but now there are only a pitiful 20,000 people left.
Although as the evil demoness king who had fought against the Alanhill imperial army, Aresia knew that even 50,000 elite demons could not stop Alanhill's attack, but she still felt that abandoning Manito like this was a shame. Unwise choice.
"Your Majesty...things get tricky, the news that our reconnaissance forces in the north are relaying that the humans have taken the Plains of Findor...soon, they'll find us here. ." A demon officer who was approaching, holding his helmet and bowing his head, reported to Queen Your Majesty, who was leaving the customs.
"How long is it estimated to be?" Arecia was stunned for a moment, then browsed knit, and asked impatiently.
The demon officer held the helmet to keep up with Aresia's pace, and replied: "If they successfully occupy the entire Fendor Plain, then before winter at the earliest, and at the slowest next spring, they will It's possible to find and attack us here."
"So soon?" Eresia had just recovered from her injuries. She had attacked a fleet of Alanhill before, and finally experienced the power of the Alanhill Empire.
It was just such a fleet that she had been injured for so many days-although she didn't fight with all her strength, the other side didn't seem to be a main fleet either.
In this case, she is weighing whether she still has the strength to go to the Plains of Findor for a battle. This kind of battle is all her own, and another fight will make her weak for a while.
The last time she fought desperately, the source of magic took advantage of her absence and deployed a large number of troops under her command. If she disappears for a few more days at this time, it is estimated that she, the Demon King, will not be known by many demons. .
"They have swarms of planes. We have almost figured out the attack radius of this weapon. Unfortunately, Your Majesty, you must get out of here as soon as possible." The demon officer was a little nervous. suggested: "Once they find this place, there's a good chance they'll use that destructive weapon called a nuclear bomb... that kind of thing wasn't made to take over a city, it was made to destroy everything."
He swallowed and looked at the curly hair that trembled slightly with the pace, and felt that such beauty should not fall in a place like Manito: "We don't know when they will use this weapon... so This place is already in a dangerous position, and it is no longer suitable to stay."
Manito Port was once the largest port city of the devil, and at its peak, steel battleships were launched every year.
A huge battleship naturally requires a huge dock, and Manito's dock can be said to be the biggest and best in the demon world. Demons produce their proudest steel battleships here, and use these battleships to form mighty fleets.
Once, thousands of battleships departed from here to the magical world. Countless demons stood by the shore and watched the fleet go away.
They waved their arms and cheered loudly as they saw off the soldiers in the fleet. These fleets are now wrecks, sunk in icy seabeds.
Those majestic and mighty warriors on the battleship have now become corpses, lying in the cold iron coffin called the battleship, and rotting in the seabed of all black, no daylight.
At this moment, Manito, which has lost its former glory, is still one of the very best ports in the demon world.
There are hundreds of thousands of demon-made production puppets, who work around the clock to produce many vital demon weapons.
For example, there are few steel battleships that the demons have, such as demon missiles, such as demon bombers disguised as B-17, which can be produced here.
It can be said that this is one of the most important industrial manufacturing bases of the devil, and it cannot be easily abandoned.
In addition, it is also an important waterway hub for the Devil. From here, along the coastline eastward, you can directly reach Santoba, another port city of the Devil. Santoba is a short distance from Tolias, the evil Demon King city. , it is only a few hundred kilometers away.
In other words, if the world map of Demon Realm is mastered by humans, Alanhill's navy can directly attack the evil Demon King city along the coastline!
Therefore, for the Devil, Manito is a strategic location that cannot be abandoned. In other words, once Manito is captured, the Devil's strategy will fall into a very unfavorable situation.
Under this circumstance, the Eye of Magic resolutely took away almost all the defensive forces, which made Eresia very dissatisfied.
"Assemble the troops that can be assembled, I want to know how many soldiers we have left to fight... Find a way to fight the humans on the Plains of Findor and hold them back from going south... etc. We'll have a good talk with them when winter comes." Aresia instructed.
"They won't communicate with us. We have gathered more than 300,000 refugees, and the food has begun to run short... Your Majesty, everyone brought back a message that human beings are being wiped out." The officer said in despair, "They don't accept surrender."
"Then I'll go talk to them in person!" Aresia stopped and turned around and said, "Otherwise, you have more A good way?"
(end of chapter)