Rulers will not use nuclear weapons easily, because mature people have to consider the consequences of doing so. Frequent use of nuclear weapons will only make the enemy more frantic in revenge. War is only a means to solve problems, and any rational person will try his best to
Avoid going down the road of mutual destruction.
Chris is a ruler. What he wants to think about is to occupy as much land as possible, expand his empire, use nuclear weapons recklessly, and turn everything into a scorched earth. This is not a choice that normal people can make.
With the destruction of one city after another, the final winner of the war between the Magic Empire and Elanthir may be Chris, but all he gets is a world in ruins.
As long as we win, it doesn't matter even if the world is turned into ruins and wreckage. As long as you think about it deeply, you will know how terrible it is. So Chris has no intention of actually washing the world with nuclear weapons.
"We still have a tacit understanding that as long as they do not attack our city, we will not use strategic nuclear weapons..." Chris looked at his men and expressed his thoughts: "But if they attack our city,
Kill innocent civilians, and I will order a nuclear counterattack!"
"But if the other party does not attack the city and assassinate our important personnel, then this tacit agreement cannot be broken!" Chris ordered: "So we can only think of 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, and can even launch powerful attacks just by themselves. To Alan Hill, they are really terrifying "humanoid nuclear bombs".
While Chris was reminding his ministers to guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and to carefully deal with possible guerrilla warfare from the puppet empire, in the Foz City of the Holy Demon Empire, the magician Balalaire was anxiously staring at his men walking back and forth, as if they were hot.
Like ants on a pot.
"What do you mean by not being able to contact the Grand Consul? The enemy tanks are less than 20 kilometers away from Foz! I can already hear the sound of artillery outside the city! Where is the support I want?" He became angry and said in
shouted in the city's meeting hall.
"Lord Archon! I don't know what happened. The Grand Archon has lost contact. Everyone is looking for him!" An officer standing next to his subordinate pressed his long sword and reported with a sad face: "
Without his order, many troops cannot be mobilized...The troops supporting you are now parked near the village of Kamisi, but they have not received further instructions and dare not approach us without authorization..."
"What are you doing? How can I stop Elanthir's troops without reinforcements? I'm about to be surrounded! Does he know? Does he know? Huh?" Baralaire picked up the opponent's neck angrily.
, asked loudly.
He was ordered to stick to Foz, which was now almost the last line of defense of the Holy Demon Empire. But in this case, the great consul who launched a war without authorization and dragged the Holy Demon Empire into the abyss actually disappeared!
Bellevue is still in ruins, and reconstruction work is difficult; Ludnar, whose retreat has been cut off by the bomb, is equivalent to being surrounded, and is still struggling; in this case, the leader disappears, and of course the only thing left behind is
It was chaos.
"The westward railway has been opened by Ireland Hill, and our defense in the north is collapsing..." An officer looked at the map hanging in the city hall and said somewhat depressedly.
The reinforcements from the Puppet Empire did not stop the advancement of Elan Hill. The 2nd Army was attacking the Foz area, advancing exactly about 50 kilometers every day. This proved that the Holy Demon Empire had not stopped the opponent's advancement at all.
The 12th Army is heading south around the mountains. Once they reach their position, Foz will be surrounded. At this point, it is still unknown who will stop the 12th Army of Alan Hill.
"Find him! Let him mobilize his troops as soon as possible! If this continues! The Holy Demon Empire will be finished!" Balalaire, as the consul of Foz City, is responsible for the combat command of the entire war zone. He now feels that he
The troops were collapsing, so he wanted to know the Archon's next plan.
Whether it is to abandon Foz and continue to retreat, or to hold on to Foz and fight to the end, the hundreds of thousands of troops of the Holy Demon Empire must have a goal, right? The previous order was to stick to Foz and prevent the Elanshir army from breaking through from the central region.
But now, this order has been implemented for more than ten days. Seeing that the encirclement is getting smaller and smaller, the Fuz area will soon be undefendable. As the chief consul of the Holy Demon Empire, you have to give me a word no matter what?
"We are finished! How many days has it been since the puppet reinforcements arrived? Tell me! How many days have it been!" He grabbed an officer next to him and asked loudly.
"Probably, probably...it hasn't been here for two days..." The officer thought for a moment in panic and gave a rough answer.
It seems that since yesterday, the puppet empire's troops have no longer appeared in the rear. The puppet soldiers who have been reinforced to the defense line are still fighting, but the subsequent supplementary troops have disappeared.
"They are running out of energy! They don't have any more puppet soldiers! What should we do? What should we do?" Balalaire smiled desperately, walked back to his chair, sat down, and looked up to the sky.
lamented.
It was obviously impossible for the Holy Demon Empire to compete with Ailanthir. The only way to survive was to rely on the puppet army of the puppet empire. As a result, the reinforcements of the puppet army were no longer available. After a few days, the puppet army was completely lost.
What's going to stop Ireland's offense?
Thinking of this, he once again stood up excitedly and ordered loudly: "Send another telegram to Bellevue! Quick! Send another telegram! Ask them if they have found the Grand Consul! If they have found him!"
Then, he interrupted his order again and said to himself: "The telegram is useless! Let the dragon knight ask in person! Find it!"
"But, Your Majesty the Consul... we don't have air superiority. If the dragon knight flies up, he will probably be shot down..." the officer beside him reminded in a low voice.
There is no way. Although Foz has not been bombed on a large scale, everyone knows how badly the surrounding areas have been bombed.
Airan Hill's air force has already controlled the sky. Wherever the Dragon Knight troops dare to take off to fight, even if they hide on the ground, they may be attacked. Those fighter jets with eagle emblems painted on their wings are unscrupulous, as if they are in an uninhabited land in Foz.
Circled in the sky.
"Asshole! What's the point of refuting me here? I want you to contact Bellevue as soon as possible! As soon as possible! What are you trying to do? Ah? Get out!" Ballalaire was already full of anger, but when he heard his subordinates
When people said this, they immediately exploded.
Everyone in the hall saw him losing his temper and quickly exited the hall. The surrounding area suddenly became quiet, and the huge hall that was usually used for banquets suddenly seemed empty.
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"Mom, I'm hungry..." In a camp where fleeing civilians from the Holy Demon Empire were stationed, a little girl cried and told her pain. She had not eaten for more than a day. This was really difficult for a little girl.
It's a very serious matter.
Her cries made the people around her become agitated again. Originally, they fled here and waited for relief from their homeland, thinking that everything would be fine. However, starting yesterday, everything changed.
The few soldiers responsible for maintaining order here and their commanders confirmed a terrible fact. No one would come to give them food supplies anymore, and no one would care about their small refugee camp.
Because the food rationing system has been implemented during the war, there is no food surplus in the entire refugee camp, so there is no food here immediately after there is no external support.
"Sir! If this continues, we will all starve to death here!" An elected refugee representative stood in front of the officer and begged in a plaintive voice: "If you don't let us leave and don't give us food, what will happen to us?"
What happened?"
"The grain that was supposed to be allocated to us was transported to Bellive..." After being questioned repeatedly, the officer finally told the truth: "The whereabouts of the Grand Consul are unknown, the whole country is in chaos, and no one
Leave us alone."
"Are you...are you kidding? Wrong shipment? Send us another batch of grain if it's wrong!" The representative was stunned for a moment, then asked with a frown.
"Who cares about this kind of thing now? Food is needed everywhere, and the troops who are short of food just grab it. What can we do?"
"I... let's grab it too! You'll die anyway, so you might as well give it a try!" the representative, who was already seriously ill and seeking medical treatment, suggested.
"That's the regular army! Dragon knights and magic soldiers! If you go, won't you die in vain?" The leading officer shook his head and sighed.
"Bullshit regular army! If they don't fight against the mortals like Ilan Hill to rob us common people of food, are they men?" behind the representative, a woman who followed them sternly scolded them.
Her words made everyone agree. Many civilians had begun to spontaneously search for weapons and were going to try their luck in nearby towns. If someone encouraged them, naturally the followers would gather. For a time, everyone was furious, shouting and threatening the officers and soldiers.
Heading towards the town.
"Mom! I want my mother!" In the chaos, the little girl who had just cried out that she was hungry stood on the side of the road wiping her tears and crying, while her mother no longer knew where she had been pushed by the crowd.
On the second day, which was the third day after the disappearance of the Grand Consul, more and more similar things happened in various parts of the Holy Demon Empire. Many places were in chaos, and countless civilians were killed and injured...——
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