Just as a banquet was going on in the palace of Elanhir, in a small town near the Gushan defense line on the far front line of the Puppet Empire, a magician from the Puppet Empire reluctantly threw away the parts in his hand.
On the table.
Next to him are puppet soldiers one after another. These puppet soldiers are all damaged and can no longer be used. They were transported back from the front line, piled here, and used as parts.
The puppets are also worn out, and they cannot move indefinitely. As the fighting on the Gushan frontline becomes more and more intense, the wear and tear of these puppets is also increasing.
Without time to repair or retreat, these puppets can only be turned into parts reserves and placed here to repair other puppets.
The magician helplessly looked at the puppet parts on the table in front of him, and complained gloomily: "The joints of these puppets are also very badly worn. Just find a good one, disassemble it, and replace it with another puppet, and it will last a few days."
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The other magician sitting opposite him shook his head, took off a magic crystal that had been scrapped and used it as energy from a puppet, threw it at his feet, and comforted him: "How many days can it last?"
…Now that it’s like this, what else can we do?”
These puppets are not new, some of them have bullet holes in them. Some of them still have shrapnel stuck in them, and some of them have been damaged.
In the past, such puppets were directly scrapped, but now, the puppet empire, which has gradually been running out of resources, has to recycle these things to support frontline operations.
"It's time to eat soon." The complaining magician stretched and stopped dismantling the remains of the puppets. He said, "Since yesterday, the food supply has been reduced by half. How can people eat? Half of the vegetables!
Half the bread!"
"It would be good to have some to eat. I heard that some troops have no food." Another magician who just walked into the room put the remains of a puppet in his arms on the ground and sneered.
said.
The comforting magician sitting across the table also smiled and said: "Yes, it would be nice to have some... When it's time to eat these days, Eiland Hill starts shelling the front line, and we are at the rear.
It’s a little bit better, but those on the front line can’t even eat well!”
As his words fell to the ground, a low sound came from the distance. It was like thunder in the sky, so dull that people couldn't help but panic.
Immediately afterwards, such thunder exploded one after another, and finally they became one, and they could no longer be distinguished.
"On time, the bombardment has started again." The magician who carried the remains of the puppet into the house sighed with emotion, turned around and walked back to the door.
The Gushan defense line has persisted until now. Rather than the puppet empire's defensive miracle, it is better to say that Elan Hill is deliberately reducing its own losses.
They are replacing them with new units to train these soldiers and give them more practical combat experience to hone their own team.
Under the influence of this tactic, Gushan's front line withstood Eiland Hill's attacks again and again, as if it really stood firm in the storm.
But everyone knows that at least the puppet empire personnel on the Gushan defense line know clearly that the reason why they have not been wiped out is because Ailan Hill did not attack with all its strength.
Recently, the main force of the Eilandsil Empire is bypassing the Gushan defense line and attacking further to the East River and Trier. The puppet empire's defense line has been retreating again and again, and it can basically be described as a defeated army.
Even the top leaders of the puppet empire estimate that the front line can only support another two months at most. Now that more than ten days have passed, it is obvious that the collapse has begun.
Two months of support is not enough to truly hold the position for two months. The early stage of a battle is often a stalemate stage of evenly matched forces. By the middle stage, the defeat of one side is inevitable.
Now, the front line of the puppet empire is already in the early stages of a rout. Almost all the troops are retreating, and only in some fortresses and main positions, there are still organized troops resisting.
After more than ten days, these recalcitrant troops were divided and surrounded, and their supply connections were cut off, and a huge collapse became a matter of course.
Then, in the remaining month, it was "garbage time" for Ailan Hill to sweep across the battlefield and annihilate all the remaining defeated puppet empire troops.
Of course, the puppet empire cannot sit still and wait for death. They are thinking of ways to shrink back the troops that attacked the Norma Empire and the Eternal Empire, intending to establish a new line of defense along the east side of the river and Trier.
It's a pity that due to the air force bombing of Airan Hill and the delay of Airan Hill troops, the retreat speed of these puppet troops is really a bit slow.
To the northwest, the main force of the puppet army that occupied the capital of the Eternal Empire is still fighting hard in the area of Kalamix, the capital of the Eternal Empire.
The puppet troops attacking Nomagas, the capital of the Noma Empire, from the east were also bitten by Bourjos's 5th Army Group, and could only retreat at a speed of several kilometers per day. Basically, there was no difference from standing still.
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Of course, the unfavorable situation of the puppet empire cannot be deceived by those involved on the front line. In fact, these magicians on the front line have already seen that the war situation is very unfavorable.
In the past, sufficient food could be supplied every day, but more than ten days ago such supplies were no longer possible.
The new puppets in the rear cannot replenish the front line, and the losses of puppets in the front line are getting bigger and bigger. This happens continuously, and even a fool knows that the situation is not good.
"When is the end..." The magician sitting at the table shook his head pessimistically and continued his work.
He didn't want to go to the front line to participate in the war. It was actually very good to find such a job of dismantling puppets. Earlier, he had seen with his own eyes what a mess the battle magicians looked like when they came back from the front line.
These people were covered in dust and exhausted, many of them were wounded, and their faces were gloomy. No need to ask, you knew that they had been defeated, and that they had been defeated miserably.
The magicians who came back intact or with minor injuries were considered lucky. Many magicians went to the front line and never came back. There were also some magicians who came back, but some of them stayed on the battlefield forever.
Those magicians with broken arms and legs were sent back to the rear hospitals screaming in agony. Due to poor sanitary conditions, very few of these magicians survived, and most of them died due to wound infection.
Those who were lucky enough to survive were also tortured, and in the end they were left with lifelong disabilities. Living and lingering was worse than death, and the outcome may not be better than death.
The magician who wanted to leave stopped, opened the door with his hand still pressed on the door, and encouraged his companions: "The troops attacking the Norma Empire are trying to retreat, but the speed of their retreat is...
Very slowly... We stick here just to deal with them."
"Response them? Then who will respond to us?" The magician who had been working shook his head and asked helplessly after putting the elbow joint of a puppet soldier in the spare parts box together with other elbow joints.
said one sentence.
Now that this war has started, no one actually cares about the outcome. What they care about is whether they can still live to see the outcome...
The magician standing at the door shook his head, and this time he really opened the door and walked out. Opposite the house, there was a puppet tank with branches stuck on it parked.
After being bombed for such a long time, the puppet empire's awareness of air defense, or the desire to survive, has become very strong. They have invented various disguises, but the effect can only be said to be average.
The puppet tank disguised as a tree has been sent here for several days due to malfunction. Because it does not have suitable parts, it can only sit there and cannot move.
Everyone actually knew that if it was abandoned there for another two days, this puppet tank, which was only slightly broken, would be completely scrapped.
The moment the magician walked out of the house, a large-caliber shell roared and hit the dirt road in front of him, and then a huge explosion enveloped his whole person.
Before the people in the room realized what was happening, the indestructible shock wave knocked down and shattered the walls of the room, sending the remains of the puppets and several magicians flying out.
The farthest magician subconsciously used a magic defensive barrier, but before he could finish casting the spell, he was penetrated by countless sharp puppet parts.
Further away, several magicians saw that the village was hit by a cannonball. They dropped what they were doing and ran away. They did not dare to stop until they confirmed that only such a cannonball had landed.
In the village, they quickly came back to save people.
In fact, there was nothing that could be saved. The house had long been in ruins. The people who were in this room at that time were all buried under the rubble. Even after they were dug out, they were all breathless.
Not even the bones of the magician at the door could be found. There was only a circular crater with a diameter of more than ten meters where he stood.
"A 283 mm caliber railway gun shell from Airan Hill... This is old equipment. Airan Hill doesn't use it much anymore. I guess this time, I just want to clean up the ammunition in stock." A puppet empire
The officer looked down at the crater at his feet and said calmly: "These people are just unlucky... The other party may have just entered the wrong aiming parameters..."
"Three magicians died in battle... I have another report to write." The senior magician responsible for commanding these magicians stood aside, not knowing whether he was sad about the deaths of several people, or because he had to write more reports.
sad.
However, the other magicians are more or less secretly happy in their hearts, because their dinner today may be a bit larger...
