Eight Hundred and Twenty Respectful Tone

"Your Majesty, this place is really too dangerous..." In front of the gate of another city a hundred kilometers away from the city occupied by the Alan Hill Empire, a demon officer greeted the queen in fiery red armor, bowed and opened his mouth persuaded.

He thought it was an unnecessary adventure for the Demon King to come to such a city close to the front line in person.

The devil Aresia, who was still wearing her bright armor, strode forward and hurried into the city with dozens of high-level guards: "What? If you can stick to this place regardless of your life, I can't come yet?"

"Not long ago, humans have captured Sylmaran...there is less than a day's journey away from where we are." The demon officer in charge of guarding the city is a veteran. Behind Xi Ya, he briefly introduced the situation of the battle.

The old general followed Arecia towards the city lord's mansion, and continued, "About 700,000 main forces participated in this counterattack, most of which were wiped out by nuclear bombs at the assembly position."

This is the latest news he has received. In short, this counterattack, which the source of magic placed high hopes on, was a complete failure.

Therefore, the old general learned from the bulletin and heard from other sources: "The other party used three nuclear bombs, and each of them was easily destroyed. We have more than 100,000 troops."

It is no news that the Alan Hill Empire used nuclear weapons to destroy the demon's follow-up force.

Not only are the people of the Alan Hill Empire happy to hear it, but the demons have also begun to get used to this terrifying ability to destroy.

Seeing Arecia's footsteps pause, the old man knew that His Majesty the Demon King was regretting the loss of those elite demon troops for no apparent reason.

He adjusted the rhythm of his speech and continued to report: "The remaining troops also suffered heavy losses. Most of the troops collapsed on the way of assembly and advancement. There are not one out of ten troops that can join the theater."

"That is to say, before the real counterattack started, our follow-up troops were defeated by the enemy?" Aresia asked coldly, suppressing her annoyance.

"It can be understood in this way, Your Majesty... Half of the 700,000 troops were lost in an instant, and the remaining half has basically lost its combat effectiveness." The old general nodded and replied truthfully.

"Keep talking!" Arecia felt even more upset when she heard that another army was squandered. She waved her hand, motioning for the old general to continue introducing what happened in the theater.

"The cavalry units and the air units who barely joined the war zone..." The old demon general bowed slightly, and continued with some guilt: "The camouflage bombers ordered by the almighty and great source of magic did not seem to have the effect of confusing the fake with the real one." Effect."

When he said this, Arecia felt her heart was bleeding! Those precious advanced production capacity, and a lot of more precious time, were wasted by the stupid guy at the origin of magic on the flashy "camouflage bomber project".

The damn project hadn't been long since she was created. She also persuaded the source of magic, but the source of magic did not listen to her advice.

When Aresia was full of memories about this matter, the old devil general continued: "Not long after the counterattack started, those damned imitation bombers were all shot down before they had any effect. gone."

"All?" Although Alicia felt that such flashy things were of little use, she still knew how much energy the source of magic had put into this project. So she was surprised, very surprised by the result.

That's a full 1,000 planes! And it's a four-engine bomber! Only the engine will produce more than 4,000 units, which does not include other expensive parts!

So much expensive equipment was lost within dozens of hours, I have to say that this is also a skill...

"Yes, all of them." The old general nodded, making Aresia almost unable to hold back her urge to yell.

What he said is also true. Although the 1,000 camouflaged B-17 bombers have not wiped out the entire army, the current situation of one out of ten can indeed be summed up by the word "all".

"We also lost a lot of dragon troops, devil bat troops..." Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the old demon general continued: "As for the cavalry troops...we have assembled almost all the earth dragon beast troops, but now it seems . . . it's just useless."

Speaking of these quick-response counterattack troops, even the old general regretted it: "The 100,000 dragon beast cavalry that barely assembled were then divided and surrounded by the counterattack of the human troops."

"As of now... the counterattack troops have basically been lost. The remaining troops have also lost their combat effectiveness..." After he finished speaking, he entered the mode of persuasion: "On the front line of defense, we have already There is no reserve team anymore, humans can drive straight in, and occupy all the cities in the central region before the second snowfall. This place is no longer safe, Your Majesty, you should retreat immediately..."

"I know...I know..." Arecia let out a sigh of relief, sorting out her irritability, and continued walking towards the City Lord's Mansion.

As she walked, she asked, "Humans still don't accept our surrender, do they?"

Now, she only cares about this issue. Once humans accept the demon's surrender, she will order that the demon's civilians surrender on a large scale.

For the demons, at least they will not perish, which can already be said to be a relatively good ending.

"Find a way to get someone to send a message to the human troops, telling them that I, as another representative of the demon family, am willing to talk to them." Arecia ordered as she walked.

Hearing her order, the demon's old general was stunned, then reacted, and quickly caught up with the Queen's footsteps, "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Don't be impulsive! If you go to those humans, they will take the opportunity to harm you... "

Ignoring the dissuasion of her subordinates, Arecia walked all the way to the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, and then stopped.

She turned her head to look at the old general behind her, and emphasized her order in an unquestionable tone: "I order... to send someone to contact the humans, just say that I want to talk to them!"

"Yes... yes!" The old general saw the blood-red eyes of the Demon King, and knew that the Demon King's tolerance was limited, so he quickly bowed his head and agreed in the most respectful tone.

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Long Ling's daughter-in-law is still ill, and Long Ling has been busy all day today, so he has no choice but to postpone the update. It is a fluke to keep the update. Everyone waits patiently. Long Ling will definitely make up the owed update if he finds a chance of.

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