Six Hundred and Forty Nine Unlucky

Arecia knows very well that her army cannot defeat the Magic Continental Allied Forces on the opposite side in a high-tech battle.

The opponent has been fighting until now, and the difficult senior magician and the awesome dragon clan have not yet been dispatched.

To win this battle, all she can do is to create chaos for the opposing commander as much as possible.

As long as the opponent falls into chaos, she can use chaos to fight chaos, entangle with the opponent, and give full play to the numerical advantage of the demon army.

Once there are too many places where battles break out, the opponent's forces will be dispersed as much as possible, and the advantage of the demon army will be infinitely expanded.

In a battle of 200,000 against 10,000, the outcome is not certain, but the battlefield can be divided, and every 20 people fight 1 person, and the victory can be expected, because not everyone is Ip Man who can fight 10 people.

The chaotic battle was still going on, and Arecia also discovered that the commander of the Magic Alliance was quite experienced and mature in the process.

She could feel that the opponent was very familiar with the combat capabilities and combat methods of her troops, and was giving full play to her advantages as much as possible, desperately consuming the trump cards of the demon troops.

In fact, Arisia has only one hole card left, and she plans to use this hole card in a while...

"Difficult guy..." No matter how proud Aresia was at this moment, she had to admit that the general commanding the battle opposite was very powerful.

She was able to stay calm in this counterattack carefully arranged by her, and fought the battle in an orderly manner until now. Even in the face of such a high-intensity attack, she was able to counterattack back and forth. I may not be able to do it myself.

In the combat command of Alan Hill, Medias was actually a little annoyed. He fought two large-scale battles with the demons, and both times he encountered very difficult opponents.

For the first time, he was forced to use the newly formed 15th Army to face the main force of the devil's army that had landed in Ferry City. As a result, he barely held the line of defense and won the first defense of Ferry City.

This time in front of him was his second large-scale battle with the devil. As a result, he found that the devil commander who had a killer weapon and made a detour to the south to attack suddenly was really imaginative.

The opponent obviously wanted to break the battle into chaos and win in the chaos. Medias tried his best to avoid this situation, and he hoped that the opponent could finally fight his main force on the selected position.

After issuing a series of combat orders, the demon's powerful but limited missile attack seemed to weaken a bit. After the third round of nuclear bomb strikes, the opponent suspended the attack of this new weapon, but then the opponent started a new round of crazy attack.

The devil bats and dragons were dispatched, and together with a large number of devil missiles, they rushed towards Angshare again. There were explosions in the sky again, but the intensity was obviously not as good as before.

"The demon's attack has weakened." An officer tore down a computer-generated report, and shouted excitedly: "The number of missiles on the other side is decreasing, and the demon has started to use bats and dragons to make up the numbers!"

"This is good news! Our anti-aircraft weapons have almost been consumed. If the opponent has more demonic missiles, then we will be passive." Medias said with a sigh of relief.

He has been worried that after his own anti-aircraft weapons are exhausted, the demon missiles will bring huge losses to Angshire.

After all, it has only been under construction for less than two months, and most of the buildings are improvised, and there is basically no underground air defense system.

In the event of a high-intensity air strike, a large number of equipment and weapons that can only be piled on the ground without any protection will be destroyed. Even if the battle is won, it will take a long time to recover the losses.

"General! According to the news from the missile boat, the demon fleet is approaching the coastline. The number...they used this vague adjective beyond counting." The naval commander reported with some embarrassment.

Medias sighed, and took the call: "Let them attack the enemy fleet as much as possible, and delay their landing time..."

"The army is ready to fight. We have fortifications to rely on, and the coastal defense artillery can fire at any time." Another general said to Medias.

Medias nodded. He knew that the ground troops were ready to fight, and there was really no good way to wipe out the incoming demon army from a long distance.

"Let General George Hart's paratroopers do a good job too..." General Medias was only halfway through when a demon missile hit a place only a few tens of meters away from his headquarters.

The warhead mixed with magic spar exploded, and the shock wave shattered the glass on all the surrounding buildings in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a huge explosion knocked down the wall of the temporary headquarters, and the repaired buildings were not considered strong. In an instant, Medias, his adjutants, staff officers and other senior officers were all overturned to the ground and collapsed again. The floor slab was crushed below.

No one thought that there were no accurate demon missiles at all, so luckily they hit the high command headquarters of Alan Hill on the front line of Angshire...

None of the demonic missiles broke through the air defense network of Alan Hill, and none of them hit the most important strategic target. At this moment, luck seemed to be on the side of the demon.

Standing in a building not far away, the commander of the air defense unit watched helplessly as the general headquarters collapsed and was covered by a cloud of black smoke, his face turned pale in fright.

He grabbed the phone, and with a trembling voice, he shouted loudly: "Medias...General...'s...command...has been hit!"

At the same time, in the royal mobile command vehicle that had already set up the magic defense barrier, Vivienne grabbed the phone in front of her, frowned and heard the crying report on the other side: "Your Highness...Medias The general's headquarters has been hit! He may have been... already martyred..."

"Calm down..." Vivian tried to calm her voice, and ordered: "I will take over the command temporarily... You immediately arrange the medical and fire brigades, and bring General Medias back to me!"

After hanging up the phone, she looked at Andrea, the elf queen who was sitting in front of her: "Your Majesty... now I will temporarily command the battle, can you please be my staff?"

"Extremely happy." The Queen stood up and followed behind Vivian: "What happened?"

"Our command post was hit by the enemy." Vivian walked through the narrow passage to the command room inside the command vehicle.

"I need a report on the current situation." The queen stood by Vivienne's side, and just after she finished speaking, she saw the real-time revised situation map on the big screen. She was full of admiration for Alan Hill's high technology, it was really convenient.