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837 too much too much

A heavy snow covered many stiff corpses, and the demon world finally ushered in the real winter after a brief ceasefire.

Due to the tight supply of logistics, the Airanhill Empire began to stabilize its defense line. They no longer continued to advance, but only built a stronger defense line outside the original occupied area.

Because of the experience of being counterattacked by demons for the first time, the frontline troops of Ailan Hill were no longer careless. They built a solid defense line and deployed a considerable number of troops in depth.

City No. 48 is still in the hands of the Airansil Empire, and the battle for this place ended with the overall victory of the Airansil Empire.

More than 200,000 demonic troops who counterattacked were completely wiped out, and about 300,000 to 500,000 demonic troops were annihilated on the way out by Ailanthir's nuclear weapons.

The long-lost tranquility is accompanied by the snowflakes falling from the sky, adding a bit of solemnity and tranquility to the land of the Demon World.

On the Ailan Hill position, human soldiers were warming themselves around a bonfire. There was still sufficient fuel and other supplies, allowing the soldiers of the Ailan Hill Empire to face the winter that saved the demon world more calmly.

"Ha!" A soldier breathed into his hands, then spread his hands and pointed them at the empty gasoline barrel that lit the bonfire. It was full of charcoal and emitted heat, making all the soldiers around him feel warm.

Not far away, several Airan Hill soldiers were huddled in a covered air defense bunker, enjoying their lunch.

They were holding a lunch box, which contained a recently heated can of unpalatable luncheon meat and some potatoes. The lid of the kettle was filled with thick soup, which was still steaming even on the sandbag covered with snowflakes.

The logistics supplies of the Airanhir Empire are working hard to deliver useful food to the frontline soldiers, but due to the distance, such transportation is still not timely.

Seventy percent of the transportation capacity has been diverted to ammunition and fuel. After all, food is not that important in a state of war.

So everyone is still complaining about the bad food, still complaining about not being able to take a shower, and still complaining about not being able to change the camouflage blouses they have been wearing for more than a month.

"Huh!" The soldier who took a sip of the hot soup smashed his mouth, swallowed the not-so-fresh vegetable leaves in his throat, and let out a comfortable groan.

He stirred his thick soup with his own spoon, then scooped up another large spoonful of potatoes, swallowed it in one gulp, and said vaguely to his companion: "It's really cool to have such a hot mouthful."

good."

Another soldier was devouring the food. The two of them were about to stop resting and go to guard duty, otherwise they wouldn't have had such a hearty lunch.

Hearing what his companion said, he nodded, swallowed the luncheon meat and mashed potatoes in his mouth, licked his teeth covered with potatoes with his tongue, and said with enjoyment: "If only we could have a holiday

, that would be better.”

Due to the shortage of troops in the expeditionary force, even the first batch of troops that entered the demon world did not get any chance to take a rest. All troops were in a state of combat readiness, and not many troops even retreated to the second line to rest.

Many troops were defeated by the white-robed godly attendants, and many of these troops were still fighting on the front lines. The 4th Army Group, which had just been added to the demon world, had no chance to rest at all.

More than 500,000 soldiers have been added to the front line. Including the troops that originally entered the Demon Realm, the number of troops deployed in the Demon Realm has exceeded 600,000.

Keeping these 600,000 people from starving and freezing is actually a miracle created by the Airanhill Logistics and Supply Force.

You know, the Demon Realm is not a magical continent. There is not even one kilometer of asphalt roads here, let alone railways. Large-scale transportation here has to rely entirely on floating transport ships, and terminal transportation can only rely entirely on cars.

Due to the genetic bomb, the number of demon dogs is decreasing sharply. The low-level demon troops who have lost their numerical advantage can no longer threaten the human defense line.

This heavy weapon brought a great advantage to the Elanthir Empire. It allowed the soldiers of Elantyr to no longer worry about the sudden appearance of a large number of enemies in their forward positions.

"Buzz...buzz..." In the snowflakes all over the sky, a drone about the size of a table shook its fuselage and returned to its launch site tremblingly from a distance.

It carries a camera that can help the Elanshir Grenadier check whether there is any suspicious situation far away from their defense line.

Many troops are equipped with this kind of reconnaissance drone, which is easy to operate and very effective. It can quickly check the situation within a few kilometers without letting soldiers take risks.

Different from Elan Hill's troops, the demon troops on the other side, as well as the demon civilians who were driven out of their homes, could only collapse little by little in the bad weather at this moment.

The demon refugees, who had no time and no way to carry a large amount of food, were ragged, hungry and tired, and now they had to endure the test of heavy snow.

According to the reconnaissance report of the Eilanhir Empire Air Force, at least 1.3 million demons were crowded on the roads and trapped by heavy snow. After the snow ended, it was predicted that no more than one-third of these demons would survive.

Hard corpses were scattered everywhere in front and behind Elanthir's position. If the temperature hadn't dropped, these corpses would have rotted and stunk, filling the entire world with an unpleasant smell.

It's better now. The corpses are frozen and the plague is less likely to occur. The follow-up troops, who were originally very slow to follow up, have enough time this time to deal with these corpses that will rot and smell sooner or later.

Engineers who were repairing dirt roads damaged by tanks and cars drove emergency forklifts to clear mountains of corpses into the fields.

Because there was no time to dig a hole, the engineers even used explosives to blow up a large hole, and then concentrated on burying the dead demons piled in the barren fields.

Demon King Aresia, who was dressed in blood-red armor, was particularly eye-catching when she stood in the ice and snow.

She caught a few snowflakes with her hands and let them melt in her palms. After a while, she finally spoke and said to the demon officers following her: "If this continues, our losses will only be

Bigger.”

Several demon officers did not speak, because they really had nothing to say - the barely cobbled-together troops could not stop the enemy's attack. What stopped the Airanhill Empire was the weather, supplies, and the Demon King's

"negotiation".

Without the attack of those terrible human weapons, their troops themselves suffered heavy losses in the heavy snow.

Everyone knows that in the devil world with a harsh environment, many more people freeze to death and starve to death every winter than die in battle...


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