Nine Hundred and Fifty-Three Collapsed Faith

"I don't understand why we have to fight against our own people." While polishing the sharp battle ax in his hand, a burly, muscular demon complained to another demon beside him.

"They give us food so we have to fight for them...that's fair." Another demon was packing his own luggage, honestly he had never heard of it before, a soldier needs to carry so much stuff Go out and fight.

However, these things are really very, very useful basic equipment for Elan Hill's demon troops, including a complete set of metal stamped plate armor, a set of lined chain mail, and the innermost leather lining for comfort , a standard individual long sword, a specially designed sharp long battle axe, and a thick Roman infantry shield.

Then, the soldier also needs to carry 5 days of basic rations, an oversized military water bottle, a tent, three pairs of basic clothes and underwear.

At the same time, in order to ensure the sanitation of this army, their Ilanhill demon servant army is also equipped with special support vehicles for showers, cooking vehicles, water purification equipment and so on.

It was precisely because of joining this army that the demons realized that the life they had lived in the past was simply "inhuman".

It turns out that if you maintain basic personal hygiene, you really won't have those damn blood-sucking bugs and fleas on your body anymore.

It turns out that apart from fighting, the army can provide hot meals and hot dishes, which was unthinkable in the past.

It turns out that there is really enough food in this world to feed people. The origin of magic didn't deceive them. They didn't have a magic continent that they could conquer. It was indeed rich and enviable.

Of course, now they have also figured out one thing: since they cannot conquer the magic continent where food is never scarce by force, it seems a good choice to seek refuge in the magic continent in exchange for enough food.

"But what about our belief...?" The burly soldier rubbed his fingers across the sharp blade twice to test the sharpness, then blew, and nodded slightly in satisfaction.

"We have been listening since we were born. We have heard people say that we are creations of magic, and the source of magic is our supreme god..." He returned the long sword to his scabbard, and looked at the blue sky in the distance hesitantly. .

He has been wandering for the past few days, because he has always respected the origin of magic like a god, it can create a powerful demon prince, has an invincible army of servants of God, and he can easily slaughter a city...

In the face of absolute power, he will not doubt at all,

The origin of magic known as the demon god is correct, it is the truth!

However, in less than a year, as a glorious soldier of the Demon Race, he has witnessed with his own eyes what is truly powerful.

As a city guard, he saw with his own eyes that Alan Hill's bomber fleet destroyed the city he was stationing just by passing by.

Those horrible explosions one after another devoured his commander, the city wall he was guarding, and almost swallowed him...

For a demon who had never seen such power, that was truly powerful. He didn't even have the chance to draw out his weapon in the face of the enemy, so he fled in embarrassment, like a bereaved dog.

What followed was something even more terrifying, as Alan Hill's armored forces drove the demon's defeated army and displaced civilians and swept in.

The sharp howling of the cannonball piercing the air was even more nerve-wracking than the roar of the magic dragon. It was almost endless torture, day or night.

When going to the toilet, when eating, when sleeping at night, and when you are on your way in the daytime... In short, anytime, anywhere, all the time, there will be shells falling not far away, exploding, and then killing densely packed people. demon refugees.

Everyone has become numb to this despair. Sometimes, when there are those steel monsters flying in the sky, many people are not even willing to hide.

In a sense, these people are already begging for death, because the defeat all the way to the east is more tormenting than death for many demons.

More people died of starvation than bombing every day. He followed the refugees from the Demon Realm all the way to the east, and what he saw were endless corpses on both sides of the road.

Only at this time did he realize that war is so cruel, and it is such a stupid thing to yearn for war.

And the image of the invincible, never-failed source of magic is gradually shaken in this despair of failure.

"I always thought that the origin of magic is omnipotent and invincible. It itself is the most powerful existence in this world, but now this idea may be really wrong."

"At least, it can be defeated...Look in front of you, we just wiped out an army of the origin of magic yesterday...This shows that it is not invincible." The demon said, stepping from the edge of the whetstone stand up.

With the collapse of his faith, the current source of magic has lost that lofty, unattainable sacred aura, so these demons who fought for the Alan Hill Empire have begun to no longer fear the source of magic.

Let them directly face the source of magic, they may not have the guts yet, but let them face the enemy who is also a demon, they have already begun to handle it with ease.

As a soldier of the demon city guard, he was selected shortly after he stabilized from the defeat, and served as a temporary captain in the temporary combat force formed by the demon king Aresia.

Soon, he was drawn out again, and as part of the "surrender" troops, he came to the actual control area of ​​the Alan Hill Empire.

After arriving here, he was surprised to find that the enemies he faced were so powerful, and even the armor and weapons that armed them were so sophisticated.

Wearing heavy armor and sharp weapons, the combat effectiveness of these demon servants is basically guaranteed.

"Don't think so much, we are not fighting for the source of magic now! We are fighting for food!" Another demon comforted: "Just give us enough to eat, and give those demon children more What to eat! Whoever they tell us to fight, we will fight!"

"Urgent assembly! Urgent assembly! There is a new combat mission!" A human messenger rode a tall horse and quickly passed through the entire barracks.

Accompanied by the shout of the messenger, demon soldiers began to emerge from the tents one after another.

Some of them are putting armor on themselves, and some are ready to fight.

These demons don't have to worry about someone coming to attack their camp, because the reconnaissance troops of the Alan Hill Empire can find traces of the enemy's approach.

Soon, this resting army was assembled, and a large number of soldiers had already arranged a square formation. The two soldiers who were talking about their faith just now stood in the middle of the team as the captain of a row of soldiers in a phalanx.

They have to issue orders to the soldiers on both sides and lead the recruits on both sides to stabilize the formation. As long as the formation can be maintained, their phalanx can win the battle.

"The enemy has been spotted near village No. 164 in the west!" A demon officer in charge of commanding this demon army received the order with the seal of the army headquarters from the messenger, and then nodded his head slightly.

Now only the demon servant army uses such an inefficient way of sending orders. The composition of troops is more complicated.

"The other party has about 30 people, it is a small army! That's why it can penetrate this distance." The human soldiers who came to deliver the order looked down at the demon servant army formation that had already put on their face masks and looked more comfortable, habitually The opening of the mouth briefly introduced the enemy's situation.

He cleared his throat and continued: "What you need to do is very simple. Eliminate the other party near the village numbered 164... It's best to find out what they want to do!"

"Did you hear clearly?" He asked his subordinates loudly, and after getting the answer, the demon officer in charge drew out the long sword from his waist and ordered: "Let's go! Defeat them!"

Holding a sharp giant ax in one hand and a black arc-shaped shield in the other, these demon soldiers walked out of the camp one by one.

Their steps are in the same order, because in the past more than a month of military training, this is probably the step they have learned the most.

Compared with their enemies, these demon soldiers who have taken refuge in the Ellandhill Empire are much happier: they have cotton clothes to keep out the cold, and even fight in the north in winter, and they can also receive daily necessities such as thick socks and gloves.

At the other end, dozens of demonic soldiers who had broken into village No. 164 scattered at this moment.

They broke into the homes of demon civilians who hadn't eaten for several days, and started a frenzied search.

"Tell me! Is there any food? If not! We will eat the children!" A burly man held a rusty long sword in his hand, showed a ferocious smile, and threatened the female demon curled up in the corner .

"My lord! My lord! We really have nothing to eat!" The demon woman who had no hope cried bitterly, hugged her child tightly and begged loudly: "There is really no more!"

"No? Then give your meat..." The burly demon headed by raised the sword in his hand, his eyes were full of fierce light——

Long Ling, who hadn't worked for a long time, woke up and realized that he was too optimistic. The muscles in his body hurt so much that he was sore.

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