Chapter 1618

Chapter 1618

My Empire Chapter 1618

2021-10-15

Chapter 1618 1620 Demon Race and Human Race

The selection of Demon Race generals is based on personal battle strength. For example, the Demon Race generals, such as Sarux who fought against humans in the past, are all individuals with powerful battle strength.

Later, these Demon Race high level generals were basically killed in the battle against the Alanhill Empire.

The selection system for the later Demon Race generals is very interesting. They have their own Old General with strong combat capability, such as Van Kefael, who is a Demon Race veteran who follows Demon King Aresia.

So his personal battle strength is very strong, not even much weaker than that of the vice chancellor of the empire, Alves.

But now the middle-level officers in command of the Demon Race unit, including many high-level generals, are promoted based on the selection and training performance of the military academy.

Doranojie is such an existence. He was a noble general of Demon Race before, and his battle strength is very high.

But then, he attended the Alanhill Imperial Military Academy, entered the command department, graduated with honors, and was eventually assigned to the Demon Race army.

Until now, Doranojie was dedicated to raising the status of the Demon Race army within the Imperial system, and he was one of the few Demon Race loyalists who was devoted to the emperor.

This is a very interesting thing. Demon Race has an incomparable loyalty to the empire, but the main body of this loyalty is actually quite different.

For example, General Van Kefael, he is a typical old Demon Race. While he is loyal to the emperor Your Majesty, he is also loyal to the Empire, the source of magic, and the Archduke Eresia.

This loyalty is complex, and attests to the somewhat tangled nature of Demon Race. Many Demon Races are like that, and part of their allegiance to Chris is that Chris is now also the source of magic.

Doranojie is different, he is completely devoted to Chris, and his loyalty to Chris is based on a firm cult of personality.

As a general of the Empire, Doranotier looks up to Chris as his idol. Therefore, he is also one of the few Demon Race generals who shouted long live the emperor when he saluted.

The other Demon Race generals, either shouted Long Live the Origin of Magic, or Long Live the Empire, or all kinds of strange things.

Of course, this situation is not unique to Demon Race, Elf Race general Falai is loyal to the Alanhill Empire, and Merion is loyal to Chris himself.

Because it is impossible to determine which kind of allegiance is better, it is impossible to say which kind of person is more loyal - generals who are loyal to the emperor personally may become half-hearted towards the successor emperor; and generals who are loyal to the empire, May choose to refuse to stand with the emperor in the face of justice.

In short, this kind of thing totally depends on the emperor's personal status. If the emperor is strong, then these generals with myriad minds will obey; but if the emperor is weak and incompetent, then these generals will inevitably have harbor ulterior motives.

Doranojie is standing in his command at this moment, looking at the holographic map, where the red light flashes.

Those places are the defense lines that the guard troops are attacking. The battle between the two sides is very fierce, and the defense lines being attacked have also been in emergency.

The number of Wardens on Higgs 11 is actually very large, even to the point of astonishing.

Previously, according to the specifications in the campaign manual, Dolenojie directly rewarded the watchmen's troops with 10 nuclear bombs, and the calculation result was that the opponent's loss was about 10%.

Those are ten million-ton nuclear bombs, and they hit the enemy's densely trooped areas directly, reducing the enemy's strength by only 10%!

What is even more depressing is that, according to the calculation model, the time for the opponent to replenish the lost troops is about a day.

In other words, after a day, the opponent can recover to today's total number of troops, or even a little more.

As a result, Dole Nojie gritted his teeth and dropped another 20 nuclear bombs in one breath, finally reducing the opponent's force to about 70% of the original.

Then the battle broke out, and his front-line defensive troops, after only supporting for 40 minutes, were forced to give up the front-line Defensive Array.

This result is also startled. After all, it was expected that this peripheral line of defense could last for at least a day.

Although he resolutely ordered the troops stationed there to immediately abandon the position, Dolenojie was still the strongest of the guard troops, and he had a rough judgment.

So, he decided to follow the example of Medias and come up with a turtle tactic. Obediently and honestly holding on to every position and resisting, let the watchers spend the most time occupying Higgs 11.

Doreno Jie doesn't have the tenacious defensive command and dispatch ability like Mediyas. What he thinks he can do is to stick to the last pawn here obediently and honestly.

In any case, the Empire did not expect to rely on the number of troops to compete with the Guardians. As long as he delayed as long as possible, he would even gain a valuable strategic response opportunity for the Empire.

By the time the Supreme Unity is in service, the enemy's numerical advantage may be neutralized, and at that point, the Guardians will be impossible to threaten the Emperor Your Majesty for eternity.

"The advantage of the opponent's troops is too obvious, and we can't fight against the opponent. Frankly speaking, Demon Race is not good at this kind of battle." A Demon Race staff was a little annoyed and stood in Dora Nojie. beside him, he complained.

Another staff officer followed Nodded, and felt that the battle was really embarrassing: "If we can lose troops regardless of the cost, then even if we exchange two for each other, we will be happy to bear the loss. But Now, our loss means sending more troops to the enemy, which makes us uncomfortable."

Dore Nojie still stared at the holographic map in front of him, watching the enemy attack. Several main attack directions, he said: "I know, if there is no difficulty, how could Your Majesty entrust us with such a heavy task?"

"Sir, the defense line of the Demon Race 5th Armored Division was blocked by the enemy Conqueror. Breakthrough, I have already conveyed your order to send reinforcements from the 1st Armored Division... The loss is huge, but no matter what, we must grab the lost positions back!" The adjutant came over and reported to Dolenojie road.

"Very good, try to protect Swordsman and the grenadiers of Human Race as much as possible, and let our people bear the casualties as much as possible." A commander said.

An officer immediately nodded replied: "We understand, we are already doing this. But the commanders of Human Race don't think they are special, they are still taking the initiative to fight."

" Let's use the troops on our side first, don't put the Human Race troops on top of it until it is a last resort." Dolenojie looked thoughtful and said.

Hill lowered his body as low as possible and watched a four-armed sweeper jump out of the trench not far away.

The sweeper was pierced by the bullet and fell on his back. The sweeper behind him started to attack where Hill was, and black's energy balls came over like raindrops.

These energy clumps lifted the dirt in front of Hill, blasting shards of cracked concrete into the sky.

The gravel crackled against Hill's armor, making a ding ding dong dong sound. Hill was lying on his stomach as much as possible, keeping his body close to the bottom of the trench, and crawling little by little to another gap in the distance.

This was the second time he had seen such a powerful firepower, and the first time he had seen such firepower was when the Alanhill Empire attacked the Demon Realm.

At that time, he was also the one who was beaten, and he was lying on the bottom of the trench like this, like an insect struggling in the dirt.

"Why am I so miserable...it's the one who gets beaten up every time...damn it." He muttered as he reached the opening designed to covertly fire.

What's different from the last time is that this time he has the same powerful weapon, which can kill enemies from a distance, so this time he can not only be beaten, but also counterattack.

This is actually already as different as heaven and earth, there is hope of counterattack, and there is no means of destroying the enemy, the difference between this is not a little bit.

Who wants to surrender so easily as long as the soldiers are given hope that they can destroy the enemy? At this moment, Hill once again took up the weapon in his hand and aimed at the distant target.

"tú tú tú tú!" He pulled the trigger again and swept out the remaining bullets in the magazine.

In front of him, the sweepers fell seven or eight, and the rest swarmed forward to fill the gaps in the attacking formation.

Subconsciously touching his waist, Hill found that his magazine was empty. Now he is running out of ammunition and food, and a few minutes ago, he just saw with his own eyes the puppet robot that delivered the ammunition was hit and scrapped and fell into the trenches.

"The nearest supply point is 110 meters away, and the nearest supply point is 110 meters away..." The electronic mechanical voice kept prompting, but Hill had no energy to deal with these things. .

He had already drawn his lightsaber from his waist, severing a sweeper who had plunged into the trench. The hand-to-hand battle has begun, and now it's a bloody fight between you and me.

"...Ha!" He ignored the splash of blood and stood up in the trench that had been destroyed by the explosion. In front of him, there are countless densely packed sweepers.

Like those zombie slashing heroes in TV shows, Hill didn't expect one day to be such a person.

In the past, when the demons faced the enemy, this was actually how they swarmed up. Only now did Hill know how unwilling and desperate those experts who were submerged by the demon dogs were before they died.

"Warning! Left shoulder is damaged! Warning! Left shoulder is damaged!" The computer's beep reminded Hill again and again that he was now in great danger.

He could feel the Sweeper stab him in the ribs, and even more so that the enemy knocked his shoulder pads up. But he couldn't care less about that, because he was wielding his lightsaber, slashing away enemy after enemy up ahead.

Hill knows that he will eventually fall, and now he is just using the last moments of his life to be loyal to the country.

Finally, the lightsaber in his hand began to shorten due to the depletion of energy, but the sweeper in front of him did not decrease at all.

The next second, a sweeper pounced, and at the crucial moment, a series of gunshots knocked the gathered sweepers away.

A human being also wearing mecha jumped into the trench, followed by more soldiers, most of them with a sharp Flying Sword hanging from their shoulders.

"Are you all right?" a Swordsman from the Heavenly Sword Sect pulled Hill from the ground and asked loudly.

"It's okay!" Hill put out a long breath and said to his comrades who came to support him: "Thank you...thank you."

"You're welcome!" That Heavenly Sword Sect Swordsman handed one of his energy batteries to Hill, lifted his mask, and said, "This armor is so good, I like it so much."

His The armor is much stronger than Hill's. After all, as a human, the power mecha assigned is much more elite than the power mecha of Demon Race.

"bang!" As they spoke, an electromagnetic tank beside them crossed the trench and fired a shell not far behind them.

"Hah!" Several Heavenly Sword Sect Swordsman jumped high, condensed huge lightsabers in front of them, and swept the front battlefield directly.

They were like chopping melons and vegetables, wiping out all the sweepers who had approached the Alanhill Empire's defenses.

After all, it is a new force that has just joined the battlefield. The battle strength of this reinforcement force, and the troops of Hill who have been fighting on the front line for more than 2 hours, are really incomparable.

even more how, the equipment of these troops is obviously more powerful, the electromagnetic tanks they are equipped with are high level weapons that Hill's troops do not have.

This is just the power mecha of the Heavenly Sword Sect equipment, if it is the more core Alanhill Imperial Grenadiers, the kind of old mortal troops, those new equipment on the power mecha, really let Unbelievably powerful.

In order to protect these veterans who have followed the Empire all the way to this day, the weapons department of the Alanhill Empire really spared no effort.

Finally, the counterattacks of the Alanhill Empire arrived, and the tide of the Sweeper's attack gradually receded.

"Sorry, we came to reinforce voluntarily... No way, the above didn't approve." This is probably the commander of a mixed unit like a combined battalion, the commander of Hill's unit. In front, some sorry said with a smile.

"We have not received an order for reinforcements, but as an independent battalion, we can make a basic judgment on the battle situation without applying." Holding the helmet, the human commander said.

He sighed and continued to the grateful Demon Race officer: "Actually, my father was killed in the war against Demon Race, but today you stand here fighting for Alanhill, I'll treat you as my comrade."

The Demon Race commander saluted and expressed his gratitude: "I know there's no use saying sorry...so, I'll fight until Last minute."

"For Alanhill!" The Human Race officer held his head high.

"Long live the Empire!" The Demon Race officer solemnly responded.

(end of this chapter)