Chapter 835
My Empire Chapter 835
2020-11-03
Chapter 835 837 Too Much Too MuchA heavy snow covered many stiff corpses, Demon Realm finally after a brief ceasefire, A real winter has arrived.
The Alanhill Empire began to stabilize its defense line because of the shortage of logistical supplies. They no longer continued to advance, but only built a stronger defense line on the periphery of the original occupation area.
Because of the experience of being counterattacked by the demons for the first time, Alanhill's frontline troops were no longer careless. They built a strong defense line and arranged a considerable number of troops in depth.
City No. 48 is still in the hands of the Alanhill Empire, and the battle around it ended in a total victory for the Alanhill Empire.
More than 200,000 demon troops who fought back were wiped out, and about 300,000-500,000 demon troops were annihilated by Alanhill's nuclear weapons on the way to departure.
The long-lost tranquility is accompanied by snowflakes falling from in the sky, adding a bit of solemnity and tranquility to the land of Demon Realm.
At Alanhill's position, human soldiers are warming themselves around a bonfire. There is still enough fuel and other supplies, so that the soldiers of the Alanhill Empire can face the winter that saved the Demon Realm more calmly.
"Ha!" A soldier gasped at his hands, then spread his hands and aimed at the empty gasoline barrels that had lit the bonfire. It was full of charcoal and radiated heat, making all the soldiers around feel warm.
Not far away, several Alanhill soldiers were huddled in a covered section of air-raid shelter, enjoying their lunch.
They were holding a lunch box with freshly heated cans of unpalatable luncheon meat, and some potatoes. The lid of the kettle was full of thick soup, and even on the sandbag covered with snow, it was still steaming hot.
The logistics supply of the Alanhill Empire is desperately sending food and useful food to the front-line soldiers, but because of the distance, such transportation is still not timely.
70% of the capacity has been moved to ammunition and fuel. After all, food is not so important in a state of war.
So everyone is still complaining about bad food, still complaining about not being able to take a shower, still complaining about not being able to replace their camouflage smocks that have been worn for more than a month.
"Huh!" The soldier who drank a mouthful of hot soup smashed his mouth, swallowed the fresh vegetable leaves in his throat, and let out a comfortable moan.
He mixed his thick soup with his spoon, then scooped up a large spoonful of potatoes, swallowed them in one bite, and said vaguely to his companion: "I can eat it. It's really good for such a warm mouthful."
The other soldier was gobbling it down, and the two of them were about to stop resting and go to stand guard, otherwise there would not be such a good lunch.
Hearing what his companion said, he nodded, swallowed the luncheon meat and mashed potatoes in his mouth, licked his teeth covered with potatoes with his tongue, and said with enjoyment: "If I can. It would be better if we took a vacation."
Because of the shortage of troops in the expeditionary force, even the first batch of troops to enter the Demon Realm did not get any chance to rest in rotation. All the troops are in combat readiness, and not many troops have retreated to the second line to rest.
Many troops were overwhelmed by the white-robed servants, and many of these troops were still fighting on the front line. They had just been added to Demon Realm's 4th Army Group, so there was no chance for a rest at all.
More than 500,000 soldiers were added to the front line before and after. In addition to the troops that originally entered the Demon Realm, Alanhill has deployed more than 600,000 troops in the Demon Realm.
To keep these 600,000 people from starving and freezing is actually a miracle created by the Alanhill logistical supply force.
You know, the Demon Realm is not a magical continent, there are no asphalt roads for a kilometer here, let alone railways. The large-scale transportation here has to rely entirely on floating transport ships, and the transportation at the end can only rely entirely on cars.
Because of the genetic bomb, the number of demon dogs is decreasing dramatically. The demon low-level troops who lost their numerical superiority can no longer threaten the human defense line.
This heavy weapon gives the Alanhill Empire a great advantage, allowing Alanhill's soldiers to stop worrying about the sudden presence of large numbers of enemies on their forward positions.
"Om... Om..." In the snowflakes all over the sky, a drone about the size of a table shook its fuselage, trembling back to its launch position from a distance.
It carries a camera that helps the Alanhill Grenadiers check for suspicious conditions farther along their lines.
Many troops are equipped with such reconnaissance drones, which are easy to operate and very effective. It can quickly check conditions within a few kilometers without putting soldiers at risk.
Unlike Alanhill's troops, the Demon Race troops on the other side, as well as the Demon Race civilians who were driven out of their homes, could only crumble little by little in the bad weather at this moment.
The Demon Race refugees, who were too late to carry a large amount of food, were ragged, hungry and tired, and now had to endure the heavy snow.
According to the Alanhill Imperial Air Force reconnaissance report, at least 1.3 million demons were crowded on the road and trapped in the snow, and after the snow is over, it is predicted that no more than one third of these demons will survive. .
Alanhill's front and back are littered with stubborn corpses that would have rotted and stinked had it not been for the cooler temperatures, leaving the entire world with an unpleasant stench.
Well now, the corpse is frozen, and the plague is unlikely to happen. The follow-up troops, which were originally slow to follow up, had enough time this time to deal with these corpses that would rot and stink sooner or later.
Sappers repairing dirt roads destroyed by tanks and cars drove emergency forklifts to clear mountains of dead bodies into fields.
Because it was too late to dig a pit, the sappers even used dynamite to make a big pit, and then concentrated on burying the dead demons piled up in the barren fields.
Aresia, the Demon King in scarlet armor, stood out in the World of Ice and Snow.
She caught a few snowflakes in her hands and let them melt in her palm. After a long while, she finally spoke and said to the Demon Race officers who were following behind her: "If this continues, our losses will only be greater."
Several demon officers did not speak, because They really didn't have much to say - the barely assembled troops could not stop the enemy's attack at all. What stopped the Alanhill Empire was the weather, the supplies, and the Demon King's "negotiations".
Without the onslaught of those terrifying human weapons, their troops themselves suffered heavy losses in the snow.
Everyone knows that in Demon Realm's harsh environment, every winter, there are far more people who die from freezing and starvation than those who die in battle...
(this chapter end)