Chapter 267: Holy Demon Empire in Despair

Rulers will not easily use nuclear weapons, because mature people must consider the consequences of doing so. Frequent use of nuclear weapons will only make the enemy even more frenzied revenge. War is only a means to solve problems. Any reasonable person will try his best to avoid going on the road of death.

Chris is a ruler. What he wants to think about is to occupy the land as much as possible, expand his empire, use nuclear weapons desperately, and turn all places into a piece of scorched earth. This is not a choice that normal people can make.

With the destruction of one city by one city, Chris may be the final victor in the war between the Magic Empire and Ailan Hill, but all he gets is a world in ruins.

As long as you win, it doesn't matter if the world turns into ruins and wreckage. Just think about it and you will know how terrible it is. So Chris didn't plan to really wash the world with nuclear weapons.

"We still have a tacit understanding. As long as they don't attack our city, we will not use strategic nuclear weapons..." Chris looked at his men and said his thoughts: "But if they attack our city, Kill innocent civilians, and I will order a nuclear counterattack!"

"But if the other party doesn't attack the city or assassinate our leaders, then this tacit understanding can't be broken!" Chris ordered: "So we can only think of some other ways to deal with the guerrilla warfare of those magicians!"

These magicians are much more powerful than terrorists. They do not need to carry weapons, or even rely on individuals, to launch powerful attacks. For Ailan Hill, they are really terrible "humanoid nuclear bombs."

When Chris reminded his ministers to guard against arrogance and rashness and carefully deal with the possible guerrilla warfare of the Puppet Empire, in the city of Foz of the Holy Demon Empire, the magician Balalaire was staring anxiously at his hand and walking back and forth, like hot The ants on the pot are like.

"What does it mean to be unable to contact the Grand Archon? The enemy's tank is only less than 20 kilometers away from Foz! I can already hear the guns outside the city! How about the support I want?" He became angry and furious. Shouted in the council hall in the city.

"Lord Archon! I don't know what happened. Your Excellency has lost contact with him. Everyone is looking for him!" An officer standing next to him pressed his long sword, crying and reported: " Without his orders, many troops cannot be mobilized... The troops supporting you are now parked near Kamisi Village, but they have not received further instructions and are afraid to approach us without authorization..."

"What are you doing? How can I stop Ailan Hill's troops without reinforcements? I'm about to be surrounded! Does he know? Does he know? Huh?" Balalaire grabbed the opponent's neck angrily , Questioned loudly.

He was ordered to hold on to Foz, and now this is almost the last line of defense of the Holy Demon Empire. But under this circumstance, the great archon who started the war without authorization and dragged the Holy Demon Empire into the abyss, unexpectedly disappeared!

Bellevue is still in ruins, and reconstruction work is struggling; being blown off the back means that Ludnar, who is surrounded, is still struggling; in this case, the leader disappears, and of course all that is left is It's a mess.

"The westward railway has been opened up by Ailan Hill, and our defense in the north is collapsing..." An officer looked at the map hung in the city hall and said with some depression.

The reinforcements of the Puppet Empire did not prevent Ailan Hill from advancing. The 2nd Army was attacking the Foz area, advancing exactly 50 kilometers every day. This proved that the Holy Demon Empire never prevented the advancing of the opponent.

The 12th Army is bypassing the mountains and heading south. Once they reach their position, Foz will be surrounded. Up to the present position, who will stop Ailan Hill's 12th Army is still unknown.

"Find him! Let him mobilize troops as soon as possible! Let this go on! The Holy Demon Empire is over!" As the consul of Foz City, Balalaire is responsible for the combat command of the entire theater. He now feels himself The army is collapsing, so he would like to know the next plan of the Grand Archon.

Whether it is to abandon Foz and continue to retreat, or stick to Foz to fight to the end, the hundreds of thousands of the Holy Demon Empire always have a goal, right? The previous order was to hold on to Foz and prevent the Allanhill Army from breaking through the central area.

But now, this order has been executed for more than ten days. Seeing that the encirclement is getting smaller and smaller, the Foz area will soon be unable to hold it. As the chief archon of the Holy Demon Empire, should you give a word anyway?

"We're done! The puppet's reinforcements haven't arrived in a few days? Tell me! A few days!" He caught an officer next to him and questioned loudly.

"Probably, probably... two days have not arrived..." The officer thought for a while in a panic, and gave a rough answer.

It seems that since yesterday, the troops of the Puppet Empire no longer appeared in the rear. The puppet soldiers who have been reinforced to fill the line of defense are still fighting, but the subsequent supplementary troops are gone.

"They are also weak in succession! They don't have more puppet soldiers! What should I do? What should I do?" Balalaire smiled bitterly in despair, walked back to his chair, sat down and looked up to the sky. Lamented.

Fighting with Ailan Hill, the Holy Demon Empire is obviously not enough. Only relying on the puppet empire’s puppet troops can barely fight. As a result, the puppet troops are no longer reinforced. After a few days, the puppet troops are all lost, and he still takes it. What will stop Ailan Hill's offense?

Thinking of this, he straightened up again excitedly and ordered loudly: "Send another telegram to Bellevue! Hurry up! Send another telegram over! Ask them if they have found the Grand Archon! Did they find it!"

Then, he interrupted his order again and said to himself: "The telegram is useless! Let the dragon knight ask for it himself! Find it!"

"But, Lord Archon...We don't have the air supremacy, the Dragon Knight flies up, and the Eight Achievements will be shot down..." The officer next to him reminded in a low voice.

No way, although Foz has not been bombed on a large scale now, everyone knows how badly the surrounding area has been bombed.

Allan Hill’s air force has already taken control of the sky. Wherever the Dragon Knights dared to take off and fight, even if they were hiding on the ground, they could be attacked. Those fighters with eagle emblems painted on their wings were unscrupulous, like entering the land of no one in Foz. Hovering above.

"Asshole! Is it interesting for you to refute me here? I want you to contact Bellevue as soon as possible! As soon as possible! What bar are you lifting? Ah? Get out!" When people said that, it broke out immediately.

Everyone in the hall saw him lose his temper and quickly exited the hall. The surrounding area became quiet. This huge hall used to hold banquets suddenly appeared empty.

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"Mom, I'm hungry..." In a camp where the civilians of the Holy Demon Empire were stationed, a little girl cried and told of her pain. She hasn't eaten anything for more than a day, which is really a very serious matter for a little girl.

Her cries made the people around them irritable again. They fled here and waited for relief from their own country, thinking that everything would be fine. As a result, everything changed since yesterday.

The soldiers responsible for maintaining order here and their chief confirmed a terrible fact that no one will come to give them supplies, and no one will care about their small refugee camp.

Because under the state of war, the food rationing system has been implemented, and there is no surplus food in the entire refugee camp. Therefore, there is no food here immediately after there is no external assistance.

"Sir! If this goes on, we will all starve to death here!" An elected refugee representative stood in front of the military officers and pleaded: "You will not let us leave or give us food. What happened?"

"The grain that should have been allocated to us was transported to Bellevue..." After being repeatedly questioned, the officer finally told the truth: "The whereabouts of the chief consul is unknown. The whole country is in chaos. No one Take care of us."

"Open...what's the joke? Wrong luck? Send us another batch of grain if the luck is wrong!" The representative was taken aback for a moment, and then asked with a frown.

"Who can care about this kind of thing now? Food is needed everywhere, and the army that is short of food directly grabs it. What can we do?"

"I... let's grab it too! Anyway, it's dead, so it's okay to try it!" The representative was already in a hurry to go to the doctor and suggested.

"People are the regular army! Dragon knights and magic soldiers! Are you going to die in vain?" The leading officer shook his head and sighed.

"Shit regular army! They don't go desperately with the mortals of Ailan Hill to grab the food of us ordinary people, are they men?" Behind the representative, a woman who followed screamed.

Her words made everyone agree. Many civilians have begun to spontaneously search for weapons, ready to try their luck in nearby towns. When someone incited, it was natural that the followers gathered. For a while, everyone was angry and shouted, wrapped up the officers and soldiers, and rushed towards the town.

"Mom! I want my mother!" In the chaos, the little girl who had just cried and said that she was hungry stood by the side of the road crying with tears, and her mother no longer knew where the crowd was.

On the second day, the third day when the chief consul disappeared, similar things happened more and more everywhere in the Holy Demon Empire. There was chaos in many places, and countless casualties among civilians...——

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