Seven Hundred and Eighty-Four Curls

The heavy door was suddenly pushed open from the inside, and a woman in red armor walked out of the room where she was resting aggressively.

The curly hair on her head trembled slightly with her imposing steps, and her heels tapped rhythmically on the not-so-flat stone floor.

"Why do you fight back at this time? Gather the only remaining troops, transfer my reserve team, and don't even discuss it with me?" Irelia felt that she had had enough of the arbitrariness of the original magic.

Although she was created by the source of magic, she is also an individual with her own independent thinking. As the king of the demon clan, from the day she was born, she has the responsibility to find a bright future for this race that does not belong to her.

She didn't know why she was very dissatisfied with the way of the origin of magic after she became conscious and gained the approval of the demons. But she just felt that the path that the origin of magic guided the demons to take was not a correct path at all.

So she worked hard to change all of this, and even felt that she should surrender at an unfavorable time to preserve the continuation of the demons.

But the source of magic did not agree with her decision at all, and soon put her, the "devil king", in an awkward position.

While she was wounded, the Magic Prime himself took over command of all demonic forces. Most of the demon troops that were originally scattered in various cities have been transferred away.

Manito, the devil's most important port city, originally had 50,000 relatively elite garrison troops, but now there are only pitiful 20,000 left.

Although as the demon queen who fought against the army of the Alan Hill Empire, Aresia knew that even 50,000 elite demons could not stop the attack of Alan Hill, but she still felt that it was unwise to abandon Manito like this. s Choice.

"Your Majesty... things are getting tricky. According to the news from the reconnaissance troops we deployed in the north, those humans have captured the Fendor Plain... soon, they will find us here." A demon who came up The officer, holding his helmet and lowering his head, reported to Her Majesty the Queen who was leaving the customs.

"How long is it expected?" Arecia was taken aback for a moment, then frowned and asked impatiently.

The demon officer held his helmet and followed Aresia's pace, and replied: "If they successfully occupy the entire Findor Plain, they may find and attack us before winter at the earliest, and next spring at the latest. here."

"So fast?" Arecia has just recovered from her injuries. She attacked a fleet of Alan Hill before, and finally experienced the power of the Alan Hill Empire.

Just such a fleet has caused her to suffer from injuries for so many days—even though she didn't fight with all her strength, the opponent does not seem to be a main fleet.

In this case, she was weighing whether she still had the strength to go to the Plain of Fendor to fight. This kind of battle depends on her alone, another fight will make her weak for a long time.

In the last desperate battle, the Magic Eye took advantage of her absence to mobilize a large number of troops under her command. If she disappears for a few more days this time, it is estimated that few demons will recognize her as a demon king.

"They have swarms of planes. We have almost figured out the attack radius of this weapon. Unfortunately, Your Majesty, you must leave here as soon as possible." The demon officer suggested nervously: "Once they find out Here, there's a good chance that a destructive weapon called a nuclear bomb will be used ... that thing isn't made to take a city, it's made to destroy everything."

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked at the curly hair trembling slightly with the steps, and felt that such beauty should not be lost in a place like Manito: "We don't know when they will use this weapon...so it has been It is no longer suitable to stay here in a dangerous position."

Port Manito used to be the largest port city of the devil. At its peak, steel battleships were launched every year.

Huge battleships naturally require huge docks, and Manito's docks can be said to be the largest and best in the demon world. The demons produce their most proud steel warships here, and use these warships to form a powerful fleet.

Once, thousands of warships set off from here to the magical world. Countless demons stood by the shore to watch the fleet go away.

They waved their arms and cheered loudly, seeing off the soldiers on the fleet. These fleets are now wrecks, sunk on the cold seabed.

The majestic and mighty fighters on those battleships have now become corpses, lying in the cold iron coffin called the battleship, rotting in the dark seabed.

At this moment, Manito, which has lost its former glory, is still one of the largest ports in the demon world.

There are hundreds of thousands of production puppets made by demons here, and they are producing many vital demonic weapons day and night.

For example, there are not many steel warships, such as demon missiles, such as demon bombers disguised as B-17, which can be produced here.

This can be said to be one of the most important industrial manufacturing bases of the devil, and it cannot be easily given up.

In addition, this is also an important waterway hub for the devil. From here, you can go eastward along the coastline and you can directly reach Santoba, another port city of the devil. Santoba is only a few hundred kilometers away from the devil's king city, Tolias. up.

In other words, if the world map of the Demon Realm is mastered by humans, Alan Hill's navy can directly attack the Demon King City along the coastline!

Therefore, for the devil, Manito is an important strategic location that cannot be abandoned. In other words, once Manito is captured, the strategy of the devil will fall into a very disadvantageous situation.

Under such circumstances, the Eye of Magic resolutely mobilized almost all the defensive forces, which made Arecia very dissatisfied.

"Gather the troops that can be assembled, I want to know how many soldiers we have left to fight... find a way to fight humans on the plains of Fendor, and hold them back from going south... When winter comes, we will fight them again Let's talk about it," Arecia ordered.

"They won't communicate with us. We have collected more than 300,000 refugees, and food shortages have begun... Your Majesty, everyone has brought back news that human beings are being driven to extinction." The officer said desperately: "They, Surrender is not accepted."

"Then I'll go talk to them myself!" Arecia stopped in her tracks, turned around and said, "Otherwise, do you have a better way?"

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