Chapter 953: Faith collapsed

"I don't understand why we have to fight with our own people." While polishing the sharp battle axe in his hand, a burly, muscular and hideous demon complained to another demon beside him.

"They give us food, so we have to fight for them... It's fair." Another demon was packing his own luggage. To be honest, he had never heard of it before. A soldier needs to carry so many things. Go out to fight.

However, these things are really very, very useful-the basic equipment of Ailan Hill’s demon army, including a complete set of metal stamping plate armor, a set of lined chain mail, and the innermost leather to maintain comfort. The inner lining, a standard individual long sword, a specially designed sharp long battle axe, and a heavy Roman infantry shield.

Then, the soldier also needs to carry basic food rations for 5 days, an extra-large military water bottle, a tent, three pairs of basic clothes and underwear.

At the same time, in order to ensure the sanitation of this unit, their Elan Hill Demon Servants are also equipped with special shower support vehicles, cooking and cooking vehicles, water purification equipment and other logistics support vehicles.

It was precisely because of joining this force that the demons realized that what they had lived before was simply an "inhuman" life.

It turns out that if you maintain basic personal hygiene, you really won't have those **** blood-sucking worms and fleas on your body.

It turns out that in addition to fighting, the army can provide hot meals and dishes, a treatment that was unthinkable in the past.

It turns out that there is so much food in this world that people can eat-the source of magic has not deceived them, and they do not have a magical continent that they can conquer. It is indeed rich and enviable.

Of course, now they have also figured out one thing: since they cannot conquer the magic continent where food is never scarce by force, it seems that it is also a good choice to go to the magic continent in exchange for enough food.

"But our belief...what should we do?" The sturdy soldier rubbed the sharp blade sideways with his finger twice, tested the sharpness, then blew it, and nodded slightly in satisfaction.

"We have been listening since we were born, and heard from others that we are the creation of magic, and the origin of magic is our supreme god..." He returned the long sword to his scabbard and looked at the blue sky in the distance. .

He has been hesitating for the past few days, because he has always respected the source of magic. It can create a powerful demon prince, with an invincible army of waiters, and he can easily slaughter a city...

In the face of absolute power, he has no doubt that the source of magic known as the demon **** is correct, it is truth!

However, in less than a year, as a soldier of the glory of the Demon Race, he witnessed with his own eyes what is truly powerful.

As a city guard, he saw the bomber group of Ailan Hill just passing by and destroyed the city he was stationed in.

The terrifying explosions one after another swallowed his commander, the wall he was stationed on, and almost swallowed him...

For a demon who has never seen this kind of power, that is truly powerful. He didn't even have a chance to draw out a weapon in the face of the enemy, and he fled in embarrassment, like a dog in a family.

What followed was even more terrifying. Ailan Hill's armored forces drove the devil's defeated army and displaced civilians swept in.

The sharp howl of the cannonball piercing the air is more tense than the roar of the magic dragon. It was almost endless torture, day or night.

When going to the toilet, eating, sleeping at night, numb during the day...In short, anytime, anywhere, all the time, there will be shells falling not far away, exploding, and then killing densely. Of the Mozu refugees.

Everyone is numb to this despair. Sometimes, when there are those steel monsters flying in the sky, many people are not even willing to avoid it.

In a sense, these people are already begging for death, because the defeat on this road eastward is a thing more tormenting than death for many demons.

There are more people who starve to death every day than those who are blown up. He followed the refugees from the Demon Realm all the way east, seeing the dead bodies on both sides of the road.

Only at this time did he realize that war was so cruel, and it turned out to be such a stupid thing to yearn for war.

And the image of that invincible, never-failed magical origin, was gradually shaken in this despair of failure.

"I always thought that the source of magic is omnipotent and invincible. It itself is the most powerful existence in this world, but this idea may be really wrong now."

"At least, it can be defeated...Look at the front of you, we just wiped out an army of magical origins yesterday...This shows that it is not invincible." The demon said as he stood by the whetstone. Stand up.

With the collapse of his faith, the current source of magic has lost the lofty, unattainable sacred aura, so these demons who fought for the Ailan Hill Empire have begun to no longer fear the source of magic.

Let them face the source of magic directly, they may not have the guts yet, but let them face the enemy who is also the devil, they have already begun to do their best.

As a devil's city guard soldier, he was selected shortly after he settled down from the defeat and served as a temporary captain in the combat unit temporarily formed by the demon lord Alicia.

Soon, he was drawn out again, and as a member of the "surrendered" troops, he came to the actual control area of ​​the Ailan Hill Empire.

After arriving here, he was surprised to find that the enemies he faced were so powerful, and even the armor and weapons to arm them were so sophisticated.

Wearing heavy armor and sharp weapons, the combat effectiveness of these demon servants has a basic guarantee.

"Don't think so much, we are not fighting for the origin of magic now! We are fighting for food!" Another demon said comfortingly: "As long as we give us enough to eat, we will give more to the children of the demon race. Food! They let us hit whoever we hit!"

"Emergency assembly! Emergency assembly! There is a new combat mission!" A human messenger rode a tall horse and quickly passed through the entire barracks.

With the shout of the messenger, the demon soldiers began to emerge one after another from the tents.

Some of them are putting armor on themselves, and some are ready to fight.

These demons don't have to worry about someone coming to attack their camp, because the reconnaissance forces of the Ailan Hill Empire can find traces of the enemy's approach.

Soon, the rest of the troop was assembled, and a large number of soldiers had been arranged in a square formation. The two soldiers who were still talking about faith, as the captains of a row of soldiers in a phalanx, stood in the middle of the team.

They must issue orders to the soldiers on both sides and lead the recruits on both wings to stabilize the formation. As long as the formation can be maintained, their phalanx can win the battle.

"The enemy was found near the village No. 164 to the west!" A demon officer in charge of this demon army took the order from the messenger to bear the seal of the army headquarters, and then slightly nodded his head.

Now only the Demon Servants use such an inefficient way of sending orders. There is no other way. If the Demon Servants are equipped with a radio, they must also be equipped with generators and other equipment... In this way, the entire Demon Servants The composition of the troops is even more complicated.

"The opponent has about 30 people, it's a small force! That's why it can penetrate this distance." The human soldiers who came to the order looked down at these demon servants who had already put on their visors and looked more comfortable, habitually. His opening briefly introduced the enemy's situation.

He cleared his throat and continued: "What you need to do is simple. Eliminate each other near the village number 164... It's best to find out what they want to do!"

"Have you heard clearly?" I asked his men loudly. After receiving an answer, the demon officer in the lead drew out the long sword from his waist and ordered: "Go! Break them down!"

Carrying a sharp axe in one hand and a black arc-shaped shield in the other, these demon soldiers walked out of the camp one by one.

Their pace is uniform, because in the past month of military training, they may have learned the most at this pace.

Compared with their enemies, these demon soldiers who took refuge in the Ailan Hill Empire are much happier: they have cotton-padded clothes to keep out the cold, and even fight in the north in winter, and they can also receive living supplies such as thick socks and gloves.

At the other end, dozens of demons who broke into the village No. 164 broke out, and at this time they dispersed.

They broke into the homes of those demonic civilians who had not eaten for a few days and began a frantic search.

"Quickly! Have you eaten! If not! We'll eat the kids!" A sturdy man with a rusty long sword in his hand, showing a grinning smile, threatened the female demon huddled in the corner. .

"My lord! My lord! We really don't have anything to eat anymore!" The Demon woman who had no hope was crying bitterly, holding her child tightly and begging loudly: "Really nothing!"

"No? Then give your meat... Give it out..." The strong demon headed raised the sword in his hand, his eyes full of fierce light.

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Long Ling, who hadn't worked for a long time, woke up to find that he was too optimistic. The muscles in this body hurt...that's sour and refreshing.

Don't panic, everyone, the update will be available for a while, at least one chapter will be added today, everyone will wait.