Chapter 951
My Empire Chapter 951
2020-11-03
Chapter 951 953 Collapsed Faith"I don't understand why we are fighting against our own people." While polishing his hands The sharp battle axe, a burly demon with a muscular face looks sinister complained to another demon beside him.
"They give us food, so we're going to fight for them... that's fair." Another demon was packing his own, and he'd honestly never heard of it before. A soldier needs to carry so much to go out to fight.
However, these things are really, really useful - Alanhill's basic diabolical equipment, including a full set of metal stamped plate armor, a set of lined chain mail, and the innermost keep Comfortable leather lining, a standard single soldier long sword, a specially designed sharp long battle axe, and a heavy Roman infantry shield.
The soldier is then required to carry five days' basic rations, an extra-large military water bottle, a tent, three pairs of basic changes of clothing and underwear.
At the same time, in order to ensure the sanitation of this unit, their Alanhill demon servant army is also equipped with special shower support vehicles, cooking vehicles, water purification equipment and other logistics support vehicles.
It was precisely because of joining this army that the demons realized that the life they had lived in the past was simply an "inhuman" life.
It turns out that if you maintain basic personal hygiene, you really won't have those damn Blood Sucking Insects and fleas.
It turned out that apart from fighting, the troops could provide hot meals and hot dishes, which was unthinkable in the past.
It turns out that in this world, there is really enough food to feed people - the source of magic did not deceive them, and they do not have a magical continent that they can conquer, which is indeed rich and enviable.
Of course, now they have also figured out one thing: since they can't rely on the martial power to conquer the magical continent that never lacks food, it seems to be a good idea to rely on the magical continent in exchange for enough food. choose.
"But what about our faith...?" The sturdy soldier rubbed the sharp blade twice with his fingers, tested the degree of sharpness, and then blew, Very satisfied slightlyly nod.
"We've been listening since we were born, and others say that we are the creation of magic, and the origin of magic is the god of our Supreme..." He returned the long sword to his scabbard, hesitating. looking at the blue sky in the distance.
He has been hesitating in the past few days, because he has always respected the source of magic like a god, it can create a powerful demon prince, has an invincible army of servants of God, he can with no difficulty To slaughter a city...
In the face of absolute power, he has no doubt that the magic origin of the god called Demon Race is correct and the truth!
However, in less than a year, as a soldier of Demon Race glory, he has seen with his own eyes what is truly powerful.
As a City Guard, he saw with his own eyes that Alanhill's bomber fleet just passed by, destroying the city he was stationed in.
The terrifying explosion after another devoured his commander, devoured the city wall he was stationed in, and almost engulfed him...
To a man who had never For demons who have seen this kind of power, that is the real power. He didn't even have a chance to face the enemy and draw out his weapon, so he fled in embarrassment, like a stray dog.
What followed was even more terrifying, as Alanhill's armoured forces swept through demonic rout troops and displaced civilians.
The sharp howl of cannonballs piercing the air is more nervous than the roar of a dragon. It was almost endless torture, day or night.
When you go to the toilet, when you eat, when you go to bed at night, when you are numb in the daytime... In short, anytime, anywhere, all the time, there will be shells falling not far away , exploded, and then killed the densely packed Demon Race refugees.
Everyone is starting to become numb to this despair, and sometimes, when there are those steel monsters flying in the sky, many people don't even want to hide.
In a sense, these people are already begging for death, because the rout of this road east is a more torment than death for many Demon Races.
More people starved to death every day than bombed. He followed the refugees from the Demon Realm all the way east, and he saw dead bodies on both sides of the road.
It was only at this time that he realized that the war was so cruel, and it was such a foolish thing to long for war.
And the image of the invincible, never-failed source of magic was gradually shaken in this despair of failure.
"I always thought that the origin of magic is omnipotent and invincible. It itself is the most powerful existence in this world, but now this idea may be really wrong."
"At least, it can also be defeated...Look in front of you, we just wiped out an army of magic origin yesterday... This shows that it is not invincible." The demon said, from the edge of the whetstone stand up.
With the collapse of his beliefs, the current source of magic has lost that noble, unattainable holy light ring, so these demons who fought for the Alanhill Empire have begun to be less so Revere the source of magic.
Let them face the source of magic directly, they may not have the guts yet, but let them face the enemy who is also a demon, and they have begun to do it well.
As a demon army soldier, he had just settled down from the rout and was selected to serve as a temporary Captain in the Combat Unit temporarily formed by Demon King Aresia.
Soon, he was recruited again, as part of the "surrender" force, to the actual control area of the Alanhill Empire.
After arriving here, he was surprised to find that the enemies he faced were so powerful, and even the armor and weapons that armed them were so sophisticated.
Wearing heavy armor and sharp weapons, the battle strength of these demonic servants is basically guaranteed.
"Don't think so much, we're not fighting for the source of magic now! We're fighting for food!" Another demon spoke comforted: "Just give us enough food, and for those Demons Race's children eat more! We will fight whoever they ask us to fight!"
"Urgent assembly! Emergency assembly! There is a new combat mission!" A human messenger cavalry With a tall horse, he quickly crossed the entire barracks.
As the messenger shouted, one after another demon soldiers began to emerge from the tents.
Some of them are putting armor on themselves, and some are ready for battle.
These demons don't have to worry about someone coming to sneak attack their camp, because the Alanhill Empire's reconnaissance force can find traces of enemy approaching.
Soon, the resting troop was assembled, and a large number of soldiers had already lined up in a phalanx. The two soldiers who were still talking about faith, Small Captain, who was a platoon of soldiers in a phalanx, stood in the middle of the team.
They had to issue orders to the soldiers on both sides to lead the new recruits on both flanks to stabilize the formation. As long as the formation can be maintained, their phalanx can win the battle.
"The enemy has been found near village 164 to the west!" A demon officer in charge of this demon force took the order from the messenger with the seal of the Army Headquarters, and then Nodding his head slightly.
Now only the Demon Servant Army uses such an inefficient method of sending orders, and there is no way out. If the Demon Army is equipped with a radio, it needs to be equipped with Generator and other equipment... Come on, the entire Demon Servant Army has a more complicated composition.
"There are about 30 people on the other side, and it's a small force! That's why it can penetrate this distance." The human soldiers who came to send the order looked down at these demons who had already put on visors and looked more comfortable. The servant army formed a habitual opening to briefly introduce the enemy's situation.
He cleared his throat and continued: "What you need to do is simple, eliminate each other near the village number 164...Better find out what they want to do!"
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"Did you hear it clearly?" He asked his subordinates loudly. After getting the answer, the demon officer in the lead pulled out the long sword from his waist and commanded: "Go! Destroy them! "
Carrying a sharp giant axe in one hand and a black arc-shaped shield in the other, these demon soldiers walked out of the camp one by one.
Their pace is uniform, because in the past one month of military training, they may have learned the most about this pace.
Compared to their enemies, these demon soldiers who have taken refuge in the Alanhill Empire are much happier: they have padded jackets to keep them warm, even fighting in the north in winter, and they can also receive supplies such as thick socks and gloves .
At the other end, the dozens of demon soldiers who had broken into the village number 164 scattered.
They broke into the homes of the demon commoners who had not eaten for several days, and began a frantic search.
"Come on! Do you have anything to eat? If not! We'll eat the child!" A burly man held the rusty long sword in his hand, showing a ferocious smile, and huddled in the corner. The female demon inside threatened.
"My lord! My lord! We really don't have anything to eat!" The Demon Race woman, who had no hope, weeping bitter tears, hugged her child tightly, and pleaded loudly: "Really No more!"
"No? Then give your flesh... to offer..." The sturdy demon at the head raised the sword in his hand, his eyes full of fierce light. ►
Long Ling, who has not worked for a long time, wakes up and finds that he is too optimistic. This muscle pain is sore.
Don't panic, there will be an update in a while. , at least make up a chapter today, everyone will wait.
(end of this chapter)