One Thousand and Eighty-Nine Let the Grassland People Sing and Dance

At this time, suddenly a black shadow fell on a square in the distance where the smoke was curling up.

The demon officer who saw this scene was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, he felt the ground under his feet and suddenly trembled.

A huge explosion then rose into the sky. Even though it was not close to where they were, they could still feel how tragic the explosion just now was.

This is the time to eat! How many demonic refugees gathered near that square, and how many soldiers were with the refugees, waiting for their food!

What's even more frightening is that there is still food in that direction! The grain stockpiled nearby won't disappear with the explosion, will it?

In my own mind, before the chaotic thoughts could be sorted out, the deafening explosion sounded over there.

It can be clearly seen that several crumbling buildings near the explosion point finally collapsed.

You can also clearly see the black smoke column from the explosion over there and the small mushroom cloud that is tumbling and steaming.

Of course, it can also be seen that with the explosion flying into the sky, dense gravel and rubble fell down like rain.

He even felt a piece of broken stone, which clanged as it landed on the armor he wore above his head.

Because of the barrier of the building, he didn't feel the familiar wind from the explosion, but he could still imagine how devastating the terrible shock wave was.

"Where's the war horn? Where's the war horn? Why is no one blowing the horn? Where are the enemy's planes?" While looking up for the enemy's planes, the demon officer muttered in confusion.

Just as he was looking for the figure of the human bomber, a second explosion sounded farther away.

"There are no planes..." His companions also realized the crux of the problem. The enemy did not appear, but the attack still started!

"Is it a shell?" Realizing the seriousness of the problem, the demon officer widened his eyes and looked at his companion.

His companion shook his head and said affirmatively: "Yesterday, some generals just inspected the front line personally...Humanity is still a few days away from us!"

"Boom!" It seemed that they didn't intend to give them time to discuss at all, and the third explosion exploded next to the tent of the field hospital not far away.

In just an instant, those poor wounded soldiers who should have been suffering turned into genuine corpses in an instant.

In just a few seconds, the entire city was once again submerged in the explosion, but this time, the horn of the alarm did not even sound abruptly.

"Damn it! Damn it!" Seeing those tattered tents being blown up into the sky by the explosion, the demon officer, with a disheveled face and a mouse in his arms, scurried to find a shelter while cursing, looking for a safe place in the tumbling dust.

Now he can't take care of anything else. In this terrible time, keeping his life is the most important thing.

A huge explosion knocked off the roof of a building, and the debris flew everywhere, falling down and knocking a passing demon soldier to the ground.

"Woo... woo..." When dozens of explosions sounded, the alarm horn for the enemy's incoming attack sounded, but it only sounded at this time, which was really full of irony.

"Isn't the origin of magic capable of intercepting the enemy's attack? Why did the attack start again!" Seeing the city being attacked by missiles, the demon officer in a headquarters frowned and said.

"Human bastards, they have a weapon called a missile!" A well-informed demon general pressed his long sword and watched missiles one after another in the distance, swooping down from the sky.

This is a faster attack method than the bomber, and it also means that it is difficult for the devil to intercept.

Although the devil magic radar can have some detection effects, but when these devices face the Alan Hill ballistic missile that dives at several times the speed of sound,

The effect of detection is really not suitable.

"The missile...was tortured from those captive human pilots?" the officer continued to ask.

The demon general shook his head, and said, "No torture...they basically asked what they said."

"What did you ask?" the demon officer asked in disbelief.

"They have the right to answer questions reasonably... That hateful emperor of the Alan Hill Empire didn't ask his soldiers to keep their mouths shut..." the demon general gave a wry smile and replied.

In fact, it is also strange that many of the questions asked by the devil are irrelevant, so the captives of the Alan Hill Empire can often answer casually without keeping secrets.

For example, the devil likes to ask questions about the names of weapons. This kind of weapon is called a missile, and that kind of weapon is called a bomber. Naturally, the captives of the Alan Hill Empire know everything and talk endlessly.

"It's hard to believe that we now take the initiative to keep the human captives." The demon officer said in disbelief.

"There is also no way. According to the news brought back by some soldiers on the front line, a human captive can be exchanged for many things. We can exchange our own captives, and even food and meat." The demon general shook his head. Said.

"..." The demon officer said dejectedly, "I didn't expect that our majestic demon clan would be so passive on the battlefield."

"Alas...those artillery, machine guns, planes and tanks developed by humans... made up for the weakness of human beings' lack of physical condition, and made the war what it is today." The demon general sighed and said.

No way, he still doesn't know that the appearance of machine guns makes the grassland people sing and dance, but he can already feel the tremendous pressure that those advanced weapons and equipment have brought to the demon clan.

"Boom!" Not far away, another magic tower was hit by a missile and collapsed. The dust rolled up and engulfed the surrounding ruins, making the entire demon city of Withorlands even more desolate.

This round of missile attacks came to an abrupt end after the explosion. What is left is still the sound of the demon's buildings collapsing and collapsing, the sound of explosions, the sound of shouting, and the smoke and dust that keep rolling and scattering to the sky...

"Let your people clean up as soon as possible... Before the next attack comes, clean up..." The demon general ordered his officers helplessly.

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These two are yesterday's updates, today's updates will be made up tomorrow, count me as a leave...