Chapter 1248
My Empire Chapter 1248
2020-11-23
Chapter 1248 1250 Reinforcements ArriveLooking at the combat report sent by Burrison, Maher is on the expedition On the flagship bridge of the fleet, he handed the tablet to the adjutant beside him.
The adjutant saw the above. After Burrison was preparing for a new round of ground attack, he said anxiously: "It's so troublesome, use the electromagnetic gun to bomb the target area in a high orbit. , it can completely solve the problem.”
Although the accuracy is not particularly high, but using naval guns to cover the surface of the planet, it is not the first time they have done so, the effect is very good, and it can destroy ground targets. more than ninety percent.
If you use the electromagnetic gun to aim near the opponent's capital, you can almost complete a large-scale killing.
According to the computer evaluation, it only takes one salvo to eliminate more than 50,000 opponent's ground population, two salvos can increase this number to 120,000, and three salvos can make the opponent lose 300,000 people!
If you bombard the target area with complete silence regardless of the number of times, you can turn the most elite part of an empire into scorched earth, lose more than one million people, and directly lose the ability to fight.
In this way, you only need some shells to conquer this planet in a short period of time. When the time comes, just like dealing with the Demon Race, enslaving the remaining natives can complete the conquest of this place. .
According to the calculation of the computer, the execution of this plan will take no more than 10 days at most.
Maher was stunned for a moment, and then his face was full of mockery: "Completely solve the problem? The local indigenous people will lose at least 200,000 people. If the infinite shelling plan is implemented, the loss will be further expanded. Ten times! Really, when can we trust these natives?"
Chris Your Majesty wants these natives to reach a usable state as soon as possible, because of pure population expansion, for the Alanhill Empire , is meaningless.
Alanhill Empire lacks available population, not labor like slaves.
Low-level labor can be replaced by puppets, and at a higher level, there are less-trusted magic clansman mouths that can be used in large quantities.
What the Empire lacks is the expansion of a loyal middle management system in a short period of time, that is, a population that can be used just like Elf Race Dwarf Race Beastman Race.
As the commander of the fleet, Maher has received repeated messages from high-level officials.
What he has to do is to escort the fleets traveling between the two places and ensure the absolute safety of the landing troops. Therefore, he was not in a hurry to take the credit for the Marines, which did not belong to him in the first place.
So, he continued: "In time these natives will eventually come into contact with the divine language, when the time comes they will mix with us, like our mortals, when the time comes to distinguish these natives, and it will take a long time."
"We conquer this place, and ultimately we will use the population here. If we can spend a short period of time ruling this place with relatively peaceful means, Then we can let these natives integrate into our empire as soon as possible." Looking at his adjutant, he also explained.
As he explained, he looked towards the outside of the porthole. There, there is a transport ship that has just arrived. The side of the transport ship's hull like a mountain is a huge golden eagle emblem like a small town.
This transport ship is carrying the wasteland Legions composed of Beastman Race and Elf Race. These Legions can not only fight, but also can be immediately put into construction.
They are no longer the army in the pure sense, but are responsible for the construction of Legion for a series of tasks such as land reclamation and garrisoning.
This move is still learned from Huaxia, and it is also the crystallization of Huaxia's wisdom. With such a Legion, it won't be long before this place can no longer be separated from the Alanhill Empire.
Thinking of this, Maher withdrew his gaze and continued: "At that time, they are trustworthy and can be used immediately. This is the result Your Majesty wants."
The adjutant also knew that his thinking was too hasty, so nodded said: "Okay, you're right! Then we'll just keep quiet on this damn track, waiting for the victory on the ground. News. Maybe two months, maybe three months, maybe two years."
"Don't worry! It won't be as long as two years, because of Your Majesty's patience, too There is a limit!" Maher laughted, said with certainty.
Because he knew it wasn't just him, nor Chris Your Majesty, who would keep a lonely planet up and down for so long. If the ground forces can't solve the problem quickly, then Chris will choose a simpler and cruder method to solve the problem on Planet Hope 2.
While Chris would love to see the planet's aboriginal populations become a ready-to-use population, he'll change his mind if things don't work out as expected.
When the time comes, the entire planet will become a slave planet, and the men on it will become the lowest Alanhill people like the devil.
The lowest...meaning that these people do not have many of the powers of the commoners of the Alanhill Empire. For example, immigration rights, such as identity rights...
Without identity rights, it means that they can be bought and sold freely. As long as there are relevant documents, they can be resold - just like goods, cruel and cold-blooded.
Unfortunately, no one has questioned this kind of law, because before the Alanhill Empire, only demon slaves could buy and sell freely, but demons-they had no right to oppose it.
"I hope so, I really hope that those natives ignore Your Majesty's kindness and make trouble until the last moment." The adjutant felt that sooner or later, the fleet would still be needed to clean up the mess, so he still said.
"Then what? After being baptism by the electromagnetic gun, I felt remorse, and finally gave us the credit and made the ground troops go home crying?" Maher didn't feel that his subordinates were eager for war. Something was wrong, so a joke was made.
"Hahaha, I hope so. I really want to see how those ground troops came back with a sad face." The adjutant, laughed heartily, said along Maher.
Maher shook the head slightly and said to his adjutant: "As the empire continues to expand, the cosmos fleet is now the core martial power of the empire. We don't need to fight for anything, because of what It's all ours."
As he spoke, on the transport ship not far away, re-entry capsules had already begun to leave the ship's hull and then activated the main thrusters to fly to low orbit.
(end of this chapter)