Chapter 1015
My Empire Chapter 1015
2020-11-03
Chapter 1015 1017 The Second MarshalGetting up from the ground, the god puppet twisted his arm and checked own body. Everything was fine in his condition, not even the equipment mounted on the spacesuit was lost.
His parachute just failed, and in the last segment, he used the floating magic to barely land safely.
Everything is normal, which makes him very happy. He slapped the dust on his body twice, and then saw a god puppet walking in front of him: "Congratulations on your safe landing!"
"Thank you!" He unloaded the parachute backpack behind him, Then he put the magic spar fuel replenishment backpack fixed on the backpack on his back.
The god puppet who just landed was busy, and asked his companion who had just landed: "Is there a communication signal?"
"The communication channel is all normal, and the signal is very clear. ... The other party has sent a position confirmation signal... We will meet them soon." The god puppet who landed here a little earlier was replied.
Each of them carries a large amount of magic spar energy and can survive here for a long time.
Their mission is also very clear, to establish a human advance base on this planet that has been transformed by Tree of Life.
In fact, this base has already been established, including a small town: this town is on the halfway of a mountain, but it is actually composed of connected caves.
The puppets planned different uses for the branch of the cave and built a huge communication base on the top of the mountain.
Using the equipment on the cosmic spaceship and the more and more satellites overhead, these puppets even revised the map on the planet and began to simply reclaim some land.
In short, this place is not much different from a magical continent, except that there are no animals here, only plants are constantly growing.
"There will probably never be mosquitoes here...it's a nice place." A puppet came over and pulled out a camera for recording from his special pocket: "You guys. Well, it's my job to record everything here."
"Then you can record it! Look at these plants, their leaves are bigger than they were in Ireland Cyrus... "..." He simply folded the parachute and threw it under a big tree, said the god puppet who had just landed.
"The climate here is warmer...Isn't it clearly written in the manual when it came? Demon Domain 1 is closer to our sun..." I saw a rise in the distance. The signal bomb fired by the god puppet, the god puppet pointed and said: "Let's go over! They are waiting for us!"
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"This battle is over, maybe you Will become the first Great Marshal of the Empire." Eresia handed a record to Valgeron, her pretty face full of exhaustion.
She's been bumping around a lot lately, and she's been busy trying to persuade Demon Race to surrender. Although she was created by the source of magic, she is a real "surrender".
In fact, she also wanted to fight, but after she fought with the army of the Alanhill Empire, she knew that there was no hope of victory in this war.
It is foolish and unwise to insist on a war with no hope of victory. Unless the other party wants to genocide, compromise is not an unacceptable choice.
After all, this war was provoked by Demon Race first, and in the war that has lasted for thousands of years, the demons have indeed done a lot of wrathful things. Just before the Demon Realm was counterattacked, the Demon Race burned and looted the magical continent, destroying the entire southern region of what is now Alanhill.
So, now Demon Race can live well under the rule of the Alanhill Empire, which is actually a very good result.
"How much merit is this? Great Marshal? I can't even think about it!" Vagron, laughed, opened the record and looked at it carefully.
This is the latest civilian surrender from Demon Race, along with a statistic for the army. The above shows that in the past ten days, a total of 3 million civilians in the Demon Race were brought under the rule of the Alanhill Empire, and almost 500,000 regular troops surrendered.
Actually, according to the standards of human taking prisoners, only the 500,000 so-called regular troops are high-level labor materials, and most of the remaining civilians can only be regarded as the cheapest labor force that is barely qualified.
Unlike Elf Race, which understands natural magic and is good at fighting, Demon Race has a bad impression in the human world, and everyone is reluctant to accept Demon Race and is reluctant to recruit Demon Race for work.
But this is not always the case. In some special industries, Demon Race is still very popular: for example, the erotic performance of the succubus family is very popular in Demon Realm.
Of course, some other industrial Demon Races are also born good players, such as the winged High Rank Demon Race, it is quite convenient to send express...
Even so, Demon Race is still engaged in the most high-risk jobs in the mining industry in the area under the Alanhill Empire.
In addition, there is a large number of demon servants - fighting with the same family, there is a risk of death at any time, but the income is relatively high.
"Half a month, advancing such a long distance... Capturing hundreds of thousands of enemy troops, occupying several large cities... Controlling a population of several million! You see Not for such a victory?" Eresia felt that Vagron was posing.
No general will underestimate such a glorious victory, and any monarch who can win such a great victory will not be stingy with his reward.
Vagron shrugged his shoulders and said, "We are in the Holy Demon Emperor country, in the puppet empire, in the southern kingdom, in the Kasik Empire, in the Norma Empire... whichever victory is Such brilliance."
What he said was a fact, but this fact made Aressia, the Demon King, a little unbelievable. She really couldn't understand what kind of existence was an empire that regarded such a glorious victory as a commonplace.
"Actually, I am very satisfied with the reward that the great emperor Your Majesty gave me! And the criteria for the promotion of the Empire to Great Marshal are actually stricter than you think." Vagron said seriously. .
Even now, he is still full of respect for the marshal's insignia on his shoulders. He knew that it was a rock-solid brilliance forged by countless people with blood and life!
Seeing Aresia looking at him with beautiful eyes, Vagron continued: "And, as far as I know...the Empire will soon have a second marshal!"
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(end of this chapter)