The heavy door was suddenly pushed open from inside, and a woman in red armor walked out of the room where she was resting menacingly.
The curly hair on her head trembled slightly with her vigorous steps, and her heels clicked on the uneven stone ground, making a rhythmic clicking sound.
"Why are you counterattacking at this time? Assembling the remaining troops and transferring my reserve team, you didn't even discuss it with me?" Irelia felt that she had had enough of the arbitrary actions of the magic source.
Although she was created by the origin of magic, she is also an individual with her own independent thinking. As the king of the demon clan, she has the responsibility to find a bright future for this race that does not belong to her from the day she was born.
She didn't know why she was very dissatisfied with the approach of the magic origin after she gained consciousness and gained the recognition of the demons. But she just felt that the path that the magic origin guided the demons to take was not a path at all.
The right path.
So she worked hard to change everything, and even felt that she should surrender at the unfavorable time to preserve the continuation of the demon clan.
But the source of magic didn't agree with her decision at all, and soon put her, the "devil king", in an awkward position.
When she was injured, the source of magic personally took over the command of all demonic troops. Most of the demonic troops that were originally scattered in various cities have now been transferred.
Manito, the devil's most important port city, originally had 50,000 relatively elite garrison troops, but now there are only a pitiful 20,000 left.
Although as a demon queen who had fought against the Elanthir Empire army, Arisia knew that even 50,000 elite demons could not stop Elanthir's attack, but she still felt that it was unwise to abandon Manito like this.
choice.
"Your Majesty... Things are getting tricky. Our reconnaissance troops deployed in the north have returned news that the humans have captured the Fendo Plain... Soon, they will find us." A demon came up to us.
The officer, holding his helmet and lowering his head, reported to Her Majesty the Queen as she left customs.
"How long is expected?" Arisia was stunned for a moment, then frowned and asked impatiently.
The demon officer held his helmet and followed Arisia's pace, and replied: "If they successfully occupy the entire Fendo Plain, they may discover and attack us before winter at the earliest or next spring at the latest.
here."
"So fast?" Arisia had just recovered from her injuries. She had previously attacked a fleet of Elanthir, and finally experienced the power of the Elanthir Empire.
Just such a fleet has already caused her to recover from her injuries for so many days - although she did not fight with all her strength, the opponent did not seem to be a main fleet.
Under this situation, she was weighing whether she still had the strength to go to the Plains of Findor to fight. This kind of battle was all about her alone, and another fight would make her weak for a while.
The last time they fought desperately, the Magic Eye took advantage of her absence to mobilize a large number of troops under her command. If she disappears for a few more days this time, it is estimated that not many demons will recognize her as the demon king.
"They have swarms of aircraft. We have almost figured out the attack radius of this weapon. Unfortunately, Your Majesty, you must leave here as soon as possible." The demon officer suggested nervously: "Once they find out
Here, it is very likely that a destructive weapon called a nuclear bomb will be used... That kind of thing is not made to occupy a city, it is made to destroy everything."
He swallowed his saliva and looked at the curly hair that trembled slightly with his steps. He felt that such beauty should not have fallen in a place like Manitou: "We don't know when they will use this weapon... so it's already
It is no longer suitable to stay here in a dangerous position."
Port Manitou was once the Devil's largest port city. At its peak, steel battleships were launched every year.
Huge battleships naturally require huge docks, and Manito's dock can be said to be the largest and best in the demon world. The demons produce their most proud steel battleships here, and use these battleships to form a powerful fleet.
Once upon a time, thousands of warships set out from here and headed for the magical world. Countless demons stood on the shore and watched the fleet go away.
They waved their arms and cheered loudly to see off the soldiers on the fleet. These fleets are now wrecks and sunk on the cold seabed.
Those majestic and mighty warriors on the battleships have now become corpses, lying in the cold iron coffins called battleships, rotting on the dark seabed.
At this moment, Manito, which has lost its former glory, is still one of the largest ports in the demon world.
There are hundreds of thousands of demon-made production puppets here, working day and night to produce many vital demon weapons.
For example, there are only a few steel battleships that the Demon already has, such as Demon missiles, and Demon bombers disguised as B-17s, all of which can be produced here.
This can be said to be one of the devil's most important industrial manufacturing bases, and it cannot be abandoned easily.
In addition, this is also an important waterway hub for the Devil. From here, if you go east along the coastline, you can directly reach Santoba, another port city of the Devil. Santoba is only a few hundred kilometers away from the Devil's King City Tolias.
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In other words, if the world map of the Demon Realm is mastered by humans, Ailanthil's navy can directly attack the Demon King's City along the coastline!
Therefore, for the devil, Manito is a strategic location that cannot be abandoned. In other words, once Manito is captured, the devil's strategy will be in a very unfavorable situation.
Under this situation, Magic Eye resolutely deployed almost all the defensive forces, which made Arisia very dissatisfied.
"Assemble the troops we can. I want to know how many soldiers we have left who can fight... Find a way to fight the humans on the Fendo Plains and delay their march south... When winter comes, we will fight them again
Let’s talk about it.” Arisia ordered.
"They won't communicate with us. We have gathered more than 300,000 refugees, and food has begun to be in short supply... Your Majesty, everyone has brought back a message that human beings are being exterminated." The officer said desperately: "They,
Surrender will not be accepted."
"Then I'll go talk to them myself!" Arisia stopped, turned around and said, "Otherwise, do you have a better way?"