Chapter 978
My Empire Chapter 978
2020-11-03
Chapter 978 980 Winter Campaign"Assemble! Assembly!" A demonic officer riding an Earth Dragon passed through the barracks, Loudly shouting the set password.
All the soldiers are fully dressed, they are assembled in the barracks and arranged in neat formation.
The dull sound of war drums came one after another, and all the barracks of the demon servant army began to become noisy.
Countless soldiers gathered together with long spear shields. Veterans calmly arranged their armors. New recruits nervously waited for the officers' orders.
Just now, all the Combat Units of the Alanhill Empire have received orders to arrive at the designated place at the designated time.
Some troops have even been ordered to attack, and they have already started to pack up their weapons and ammunition and begin to prepare for the upcoming battle.
"Is this about to attack again?" A demon recruit who had just found his position, carrying a suitcase and armor, and holding a shield and a long spear, asked his comrades nervously.
"Eating so many good things every day, it's time to fight a war." Another demon soldier said firmly.
In the eyes of these demons, their previous life was simply too easy. In addition to training every day, all that is left is to eat all kinds of delicious food and enjoy a peaceful life.
They never imagined that they could eat warm food every day, as well as hot soup and a variety of breads to choose from.
Even after training, they had chocolate candies to enjoy—something they had never seen before.
Although they don't know that these cocoa butter substitutes mixed with various things are actually not real chocolate, they are still very satisfied.
In fact, they are very satisfied that they can have well-fitting armor and can eat every day.
That's why they're willing to fight for the Alanhill Empire, and that's why they're willing to be loyal to a human emperor...
"I heard that we're going to fight Vaddins this time... "A demon soldier showing off his experienced and knowledgeable.
In fact, it can be seen from his body that these demons are similar to humans, and they are also very gossip, and they are also willing to talk about some hearsay things.
"So far? How many battles will be fought along the way..." Hearing this Vaddins, a demon soldier immediately felt a little mournful.
This Vaddings is about 500 kilometers away from the place where they started, but because of the rugged mountain road, it is estimated that it will take about 1000 kilometers to reach it.
"How do I know, maybe some of them have been hit. Look at the places where humans let us attack a month ago, which one is easier to hit?" a demon veteran complained reluctantly. road.
In such cold weather, marching in the wild, even with such excellent logistical support as humans, is not a comfortable thing.
If it is placed in the spring, at least on the way of the march, it is more comfortable. The climate is more comfortable, and fighting is not guilty.
"If you want me to say, they are just consuming our demons on purpose..." A demon recruit complained bitterly.
However, his words were immediately interrupted by a demon: "So what? I didn't listen to the instructor, it's really a punishment for us, and a test for us! Only the most loyal warrior, Redemption."
After all, the idea of long live the Alanhill Empire is still very popular among the demon servants of the Alanhill Empire.
The demons of the overwhelming majority are very grateful, and they dare not have any thoughts of resistance. So there is no market for this kind of complaint, only occasional mentions by recruits.
"Have you been redeemed?" The recruit was still a little reluctant to restrain himself and asked directly.
The few demon veterans around were reluctant to talk to him. One person was somewhat patient and asked, "Didn't I hear that someone has accumulated enough military merit and has been promoted?"
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The recruit was still reluctant: "Have you seen it? Everyone heard it, everyone heard it..."
"Shut up! The officer is here!" The veteran behind him sneered and reminded everyone.
Everyone shut their mouths wisely, but the officer who was about to come over seemed to be attracted by something. At the forefront of the line, he squinted his eyes and raised his head, looking at the distant sky.
A curious soldier turned his head, and then stood there, as if he had seen something remarkable.
And then, more demon soldiers turned back, and more demon soldiers forgot their original intention of only looking at one glance.
Their eyes were slowly moving with something, until almost all the demons turned their heads and moved their eyes following the things in the sky.
When the recruit who was still complaining just now realized something and turned around, he realized why everyone had a ghostly expression.
He saw Alanhill Imperial Air Force B-17 bombers fly past his camp one by one, and at this time also heard the faint sound of the engine roaring.
Alanhill's winter offensive kicked off after two days in the making.
Originally, it took a lot of time to mobilize troops and gather materials, but because the materials prepared by the Alanhill Empire are too sufficient, they can attack at any time on the front of a broad attack. Any point to carry out a super large-scale strike.
All the bombers in the northern Alanhill Expeditionary Force, before the start of the campaign, made their first assault bombardment of all the frontline targets held by the demons.
A full 700 B-17 bombers and 200 B-52 bombers were in formation, their engines roaring across the Line of Actual Control.
This spectacular scene made the soldiers of the Demon Servant Army, who had seen all this with their own eyes, be so shocked that they couldn't even speak.
For most of them, it was the first time they saw the power of humans that was so powerful that all opponents shuddered. That is the power over everything, like the power of the gods.
The demons at this moment only have a feeling of kneeling down and worshipping. They do not have the courage to face such power, because the power of this yearn for something even in dreams is their belief.
Yes, once believed. They once believed in the origin of magic, in the mighty power, in their own omnipotent, and in their invincibility.
But when they really face power, they realize how small they are in front of absolute power.
Those demons who have seen the atomic bomb explode and survived by chance know the horror of that kind of power.
For those who do not understand science and do not know the horrors of science, that is the wrath of God, and that is the weapon that God has left in the world!
"Not convinced? Then you can try...experience it for yourself..." A demon used his elbow to push against the one beside him, looking up at hundreds of planes hiding the sky and The demon recruit who flew over the earth sneered and sarcastically said.
The surrounding demons came back to his senses and sneered - go try it! Faced with such power! Fight it and come back to talk about other stuff!
What not even the most elite demon army can do! Something that even a powerful source of magic can't do! You go try it! idiot!
Think about how desperate the demons who are still fighting for the source of magic are now! What kind of mood should they be in at this moment?
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The thick city wall is covered with heavy snow, and the weather is already unbearably cold. The demon soldiers stationed in this castle can only rely on burning wood. to warm up.
Even burning wood, cautiously, not too much. Because of the smoke, there will be violent artillery bombardment!
Alanhill's bombardment! Those darn exploding cannonballs that can pierce through magical defense barriers, fall like they don't need money, and turn the entire castle into hell!
Check it out now here! Except for the demon soldiers hiding everywhere, it was no different from the ruins.
There are bomb craters everywhere and collapsed buildings. There are corpses everywhere, and snow-covered corpses everywhere.
The broken and collapsed city wall and the weak wooden stakes are the fortifications that the demon defenders can rely on! They have been standing here for 30 days, and the reason for them to persist is simply that the enemy has not attacked!
The humans on the opposite side and the demons who took refuge in humans did not take the initiative to attack, so they could barely survive the winter here.
If you retreat to the wilderness, the environment will be worse, and more people will freeze to death. So reluctantly sticking to it here is their only way to survive the winter.
Compared to the abundant supplies of human beings, they have almost nothing - no logistical supplies, no food, no ordnance replenishment...even arrows are pitiful.
A demon soldier couldn't stand the cold. He stood up, shook off the frost on his body, and walked back and forth hoping to warm up his body.
He took two steps back and forth, and then he saw the western sky, which seemed to be completely covered by dark clouds.
He frowned, his ugly face full of dry wrinkles. He carefully identified it, and only then did he realize that those terrifying dark clouds were not real dark clouds, but the enemy's aircraft!
"Enemy attack!" he shouted loudly, his voice full of fear and despair. After hearing his shouts, many more demons struggled to sit up, lying on the cracked city wall, watching the distant human planes approaching little by little.
Just as they were looking at the aircraft group in the distance, the loud engine sound suddenly approached, and two A-10 attack aircraft flew past their castle at a low altitude, making the city wall seem to tremble.
The next second, two black dots fell from under the wing of the A-10, and two groups of flames shot into the sky inside the castle.
(end of this chapter)