Nine Hundred and Eighty Winter Campaign

"Assemble! Assemble!" A demon officer riding an earth dragon passed through the barracks, shouting the command to assemble.

All the soldiers were fully dressed, they gathered in the barracks and arranged in neat formation.

The dull sound of war drums came and went, and all the barracks of the Demon Servant Army began to become noisy.

Countless soldiers gathered together with long spears and large shields. The veterans calmly arranged their armor, and the recruits nervously waited for the orders of the officers.

Just now, all the front-line combat troops of the Alan Hill Empire have received an order, and they must arrive at the designated place according to the designated time.

Some troops have even received orders to attack, and they have already begun to organize their weapons and ammunition, and began to prepare for the upcoming battle.

"Is this going to attack again?" A demon recruit who had just found his position, was carrying a suitcase and armor, and was holding a shield and a spear asked his comrades nervously.

"Eating so many good things every day, it is indeed time to fight a war." Another demon soldier said firmly.

In the eyes of these demons, their previous life was simply too comfortable. In addition to training every day, all that is left is to eat all kinds of delicious food and enjoy a peaceful life.

They never imagined before that they could eat warm food every day, as well as hot soup and a variety of breads to choose from.

They even had chocolate candies to enjoy after training—something they had never seen before.

Although they don't know that these cocoa butter substitutes mixed with various things are not real chocolate, but they are still very satisfied.

In fact, they are very satisfied if they can have a well-fitting armor and have enough food every day.

That's why they are willing to fight for the Alan Hill Empire, and that's why they are willing to be loyal to a human emperor...

"I heard that we are going to fight to Vadings this time..." A demon soldier showed off his knowledge.

In fact, it can be seen from him that there are almost as few demons as humans, they are also very gossip, and they are willing to chat about some hearsay.

"Fight so far? How many battles will be fought along the way..." Hearing this Vadings, a demon soldier immediately complained.

This Vardins is far from where they started,

The straight-line distance is about 500 kilometers, but because of the rugged mountain road, it is estimated that it will take about 1,000 kilometers to drive there.

"How do I know? I guess some of them have been fought. Take a look at the places that humans asked us to attack a month ago. Which one is easy to fight?" A demon veteran complained reluctantly.

In such cold weather, marching in the wild is not a comfortable thing even with such excellent logistical support as humans.

If it is placed in spring, at least during the march, it will be more comfortable. The climate is more comfortable, and there is no punishment for fighting.

"If you want me to say, they are just consuming our demons on purpose..." A demon recruit complained bitterly.

But his words were immediately interrupted by a demon: "So what? I didn't listen to what the training officer said. It is really a punishment for us and a test for us! Only the most loyal fighters can be redeemed."

After all, among the demon servants of the Alan Hill Empire, the idea of ​​long live the Alan Hill Empire is still very popular.

The vast majority of demons are very grateful, and they dare not have any thoughts of resistance. So this kind of complaint has no market at all, and only occasionally recruits will mention it.

"Have you been redeemed?" The recruit was still a little unwilling to restrain himself, and asked directly.

The demon veterans around were no longer willing to talk to him, and one of them was somewhat patient, and asked a question: "Didn't I hear that someone has accumulated enough military merit and was promoted?"

The recruit was still relentless: "Have you seen it? It's all heard, everyone has heard..."

"Shut up! The officer is here!" The veteran behind him laughed and reminded everyone.

Everyone shut their mouths knowingly, but the officer who was about to come seemed to be attracted by something. At the front of the line, he squinted his eyes and raised his head, looking at the distant sky.

A curious soldier turned his head, and then froze there, as if he saw something remarkable.

Then, more demon soldiers turned their heads, and more demon soldiers forgot their curious original intention of just looking at it.

Their eyes moved slowly following something, until almost all the demons turned their heads and followed the things in the sky to move their eyes.

When the recruit who was complaining just now realized something and turned around, he realized why everyone looked like he had seen a ghost.

He saw the B-17 bombers of the Airland Hill Imperial Air Force flying over his camp one by one, and at this time he also heard the faint roar of the engine.

After 2 days of brewing, Alan Hill's winter offensive kicked off its grand prelude.

Originally, it took a lot of time to mobilize troops and concentrate supplies, but because the supplies prepared by the Alan Hill Empire are too sufficient, they can attack any point at any time on the broad offensive front. Super massive hit.

In front of you is the scene of all the bombers in the northern part of the Alan Hill Expeditionary Force conducting their first assault bombing on all the frontline targets guarded by the demons before the start of the battle.

A total of more than 700 B-17 bombers and 200 B-52 bombers formed together, and the engines roared and crossed the actual control line of both sides.

This spectacular scene made the soldiers of the Demon Servant Army who witnessed all this with their own eyes so shocked that they couldn't even speak.

Most of them also saw for the first time the power of human beings so powerful that it made all opponents tremble. That is a power that overrides everything, like the power of a god.

At this moment, the demons only have a feeling of wanting to kneel down and worship. They don't have the courage to face such a power, because such a coveted power is their belief.

Yes, once a belief. They used to believe in the origin of magic, in powerful power, in omnipotence, invincible.

But when they really faced power, they realized how small they were in front of absolute power.

Those demons who have seen the atomic bomb explosion and survived by chance know the horror of that power.

For those who do not understand science and its horror, that is the wrath of God, and that is the weapon left by God in the world!

"Unconvinced? Then you can give it a try... experience it for yourself..." A devil used his elbow to push against the devil recruit next to him who was looking up at hundreds of planes flying over the sky, and said with a sneer .

The surrounding demons came back to their senses and sneered as well—go try it! Face such power! Fight it out and come back and say something else!

Something that even the most elite demon troops failed to do! Something that even a powerful source of magic cannot do! You go try it! idiot!

Think about how desperate those demons who are still fighting for the origin of magic are now! What kind of mood should they be in at this moment?

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The thick city walls were covered with thick white snow, and the weather was already unbearably cold. The demon soldiers stationed in this castle could only rely on burning wood for warmth.

Even when burning wood, be careful not to ignite too many things. Because of the smoke, there will be violent shelling!

The bombardment of Ireland Hill! Those damned exploding cannonballs that can penetrate the magic defense barrier, falling down like money, will turn the entire castle into hell!

Check it out here now! Except for the demon soldiers hiding everywhere, it is no different from the ruins.

There are bomb craters everywhere, and collapsed buildings. There are dead bodies everywhere, and everywhere the snow that covers them.

The broken and collapsed city walls and the weak wooden piles are the fortifications that the demon defenders can rely on! They have been here for 30 days, and the reason why they persisted is that the enemy did not attack!

The humans on the opposite side, as well as the demons who took refuge in humans, did not take the initiative to attack, so they could barely survive the winter here.

If they retreated to the wilderness, the environment would be worse and more people would freeze to death. So reluctantly holding on here is their only way to survive the winter.

Compared with the sufficient supplies of human beings, they have almost nothing - no logistical supplies, no food, no supplements of ordnance... Even the arrows are pitifully few.

A demon soldier couldn't stand the cold, so he stood up and shook off the frost on his body, walking back and forth, hoping to warm up his body.

He took two steps back and forth, and saw the western sky, which seemed to be completely covered by dark clouds.

He frowned, his ugly face covered with dry wrinkles. After a careful identification, he realized that those terrifying dark clouds were not real dark clouds, but enemy aircraft!

"Enemy attack!" He yelled loudly, his voice full of fear and despair. After hearing his shout, many demons struggled to sit up. They lay on the crenellation of the broken city wall, watching the human planes in the distance approaching little by little.

Just as they were looking at the fleet in the distance, the sound of a huge engine suddenly approached, and two A-10 attack aircraft flew past their castle at low altitude, shaking the city walls as if they were trembling.

In the next second, two black dots fell from the A-10's wings, and two balls of flames shot into the sky from the castle.