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625 Making Hell

"The whole army was wiped out?" Sitting in his position, Arisia was stunned for a moment after hearing that all the air forces she attacked had been wiped out.

Of course, she did not expect that these air troops could wipe out the invaders from the Magic Continent, but she also did not expect that these troops who launched the attack first would be lost so quickly.

In previous wars, everyone used magic and cold weapons to attack each other. Even if they were defeated, the number of troops who retreated would be much greater than the number of troops lost.

Everyone will test each other, then gather their troops, attack each other at a slow pace, and finally use a decisive battle to decide the outcome of the war.

As for how this decisive battle will turn out, in fact, more people will be defeated than killed. Usually, after a great battle is won, the losses will not be too serious.

But now, her first trial attack, or a large-scale battle she launched in advance, actually resulted in a winner within one day.

Or to be more precise, the battle was decided in less than two hours, and one side was completely annihilated!

That was a huge aerial force composed of hundreds of demonic dragons and tens of thousands of demonic bats! This force could even destroy huge empires like Arant a few years ago.

"Yes! Your Majesty the Demon King! They did not win in the Sea of ​​Storms, and no troops returned..." The demon general who came to report knelt down on one knee, lowered his head and said: "The furthest fleet will not be able to compete with you until noon tomorrow.

When we gathered together, the army troops were only assembled at less than 30%..."

"Can't wait any longer!" Arisia waved her hand and explained: "Our assembly speed is obviously too slow! If we wait any longer, the enemy's strength will only get stronger! Let's go first! Heading around due south!

"

"Your Majesty! All the air combat power in our hands has been wiped out... Although most of the demon dragons and demon bats are on the way to assemble, we really don't have any troops to use now." The man knelt on the ground.

The general opened his mouth to persuade.

He lowered his head, not daring to look at the devil's face, which was even more beautiful than the succubus, and persuaded him in as calm a tone as possible: "The troops we can mobilize directly now are not even one-tenth..."

"The use of troops relies on speed and elite combat power, and it has nothing to do with quantity!" Arisia stood up, walked to the general, and pressed the opponent's shoulder with her slender palm: "Assemble all the troops nearby.

Gather immediately! All floating castles and Sestos will turn south tomorrow!"

"Yes! Your Majesty!" The general was flattered and felt the fragrance on his shoulders, and he lowered his head energetically and responded.

"The other side must have thought that my main force was in the due east direction. I avoided their eyes and ears and launched attacks from due south and due east at the same time! They will definitely lose sight of one." Arisia thought about her plan in her mind.

Very satisfied.

She already knows that the other party has special "magic" that can monitor the entire airspace, but she also has the devil's latest terrifying war machine in her hand. It is not certain who is stronger!

As the Demon King who succeeded the Fourth Prince, she still had a certain understanding of the power of Elanthir. The source of magic directly integrated some things into her memory, so that she would not underestimate the enemy.

Therefore, compared to the four demon princes who did not inform each other, the new demon king created by the origin of magic had a lot of capital in judgment as soon as he was born.

She knew that Elanthir had weapons of mass destruction, so she cunningly avoided a frontal attack.

She also knew that she had to attack as soon as possible while Ailan Hill was not firmly established, because she knew that once Ailan Hill truly gained a firm foothold, the demon world might be turned upside down.

Not to mention anything else, just the terrorist missile that directly buried the second prince Sarushis was enough to make Arisiel fearful.



"Hoo!" Above the clouds at an altitude of 10,000 meters, a slender unmanned reconnaissance aircraft was approaching the coastline at extremely fast speeds.

The equipment carried on it overlooked the earth, and the demonic cities on the ground built with city walls made of huge stones were clearly visible in the camera carried on the unmanned reconnaissance aircraft.

The pilot of the Airland Hill drone, which was more than 1,100 kilometers away, gently pushed the joystick in his hand to lower the drone's altitude.

"The shooting is very clear! You can even identify the demon troop formations on the ground!" Standing behind him, the commander of the Zancha Troops of Airan Hill said with great satisfaction.

Beside him, the frontline general responsible for commanding the operation nodded slightly and looked at the person in charge of the map calculation unit: "Can you accurately calculate the location here?"

"Yes! We have obtained coordinate data accurate to 20 meters a few minutes ago! This accuracy can already be used to produce ballistic data for missiles." The person in charge of the map calculation unit replied confidently.

He has now surveyed and mapped detailed maps of more than 1 million square kilometers nearby, and also completed rough maps of more than 4 million square kilometers. It can be said that the results are remarkable.

With these maps, Airan Hill's expeditionary force can use very clear electronic maps, at least during defensive operations.

"Then enter the coordinates here immediately... Anyway, the size is only a medium-sized city... Since we are here to cause trouble, if we don't give the other party any color, we will also be sorry for our hard work in transporting ballistic missiles to Angershar.

Come!" the leading commander said coldly.

When he was saying this, two Demon fighter jets appeared in front of the drone's camera. These electro-shock fighter jets emitting tail flames were becoming more and more numerous in the Demon's army, and they were becoming more and more mature.

"Thud, tug, tug, tug!" As soon as they disagreed, the opponent began to pour their own ammunition at the drone. The performance of the 20 mm caliber cannon can only be regarded as average. After all, the cannon equipped on the Zhendian fighter back then was Ailan.

Old technology that Hill has long since phased out.

The drone deftly avoided a row of incoming artillery shells. It began to raise its height little by little and adopted an S-shaped maneuver to avoid being locked by the opponent.

However, the Demon fighter jet that took off to intercept this time obviously had some flying experience. The other side's pilot chose an easier route and started strafing Eiland Hill's drone in advance.

"This pilot is very experienced..." The pilot controlling the drone slightly adjusted the angle of his joystick, causing the drone to make a relatively large evasive maneuver.

"The Devil's pilots also have some veterans." A commander of the Air Force said with emotion when he saw this extremely delayed air battle.

Obviously, the drone was not prepared for air combat. It carried a large amount of reconnaissance equipment. In order to ensure its range, it did not mount self-defense weapons. Therefore, this air combat was just a one-sided battle from the beginning.

Because there was a short signal transmission delay on the pilot's side, when the opponent fired for the third time, the drone was finally hit, disintegrated and exploded in the air.

The pilot's screen was enveloped by an explosion, and then the signal was lost. An unmanned reconnaissance aircraft worth millions of gold coins was simply scrapped.

"This is the fourth drone we have intercepted and shot down in one day! We have obtained a lot of intelligence. At least we know that there is a land ruled by demons in the east, and we have found some areas where demons gather...

..." The commander of the reconnaissance force explained with some distress.

In fact, the weapons and equipment for Ailan Hill's expedition to the demon world are basically in a state of no matter the cost.

Including infantry's individual exoskeleton isolation suits, many weapons and equipment are truly expensive.

"General! The launch data of the ballistic missile has been entered into the computer... Our nuclear bombs can be launched at the target at any time!" An officer came over and interrupted the report: "Please give me your instructions."

When the leading general heard the news that the missile could be launched, he immediately cheered up and ordered: "I will go back and give you a first-level authorization and order the missile force to prepare. After getting the authorization, launch the missile immediately!"

"

"Yes! General!" The officer stood at attention and saluted, turned around and walked out of the headquarters of the reconnaissance force.

A few minutes later, in a flat missile launch site in Angershal, a thick and huge ballistic missile was slowly being erected on an integrated missile launch vehicle.

On the ground, soldiers wearing isolation suits had lined up in a long queue and started running away. On the missile launch vehicle, which was connected to various cables, the solid missile had completed its internal self-inspection.

"This is the command code authorizing the launch, please check!" In the launch vehicle, a piece of paper was torn off the machine, spread out and fixed above the launch button, and a sergeant sang loudly.

The launch commander on duty nodded slightly after checking the launch code, and then looked at the soldier sitting on the console: "Launch the missile! Long live Ailanthil!"

"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!" The soldier on the seat pressed the red button in front of him. The ballistic missile erected high up ejected a dazzling tail flame, slowly climbed up, and finally disappeared into the faintly dispersed thin air.

In the fog.

"This may be our first real counterattack, right?" Looking at the missile going away, the leading general murmured softly with his hands behind his back and his head raised.

Brooke, who was standing behind him, was thoughtful. He really didn't understand how much trouble such a large "cannonball" could cause to the other party.

In his opinion, this kind of attack is more like a formality, just an emotional thing.

As if he had guessed his thoughts, the lieutenant general of Airan Hill turned around with a smile on his face: "Come on, we can see what kind of...'hell' similar weapons can create..."

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