My Empire

One thousand eighty-eight-eighty troops

"See it? That is our missile!" A veteran poise a ballistic missile around the distance told around: "I didn't think so much."

With his shout, more soldiers looked at the white tracks whispering and flying towards the remote skyline. The team that is running is still in progress, but the soldiers in the team are watching, looking at those distant missiles.

More missiles, dragging long tail flames, followed up, follow the previous missiles, flying together to the distance.

On the ruins of Withalans, the demon survived is trying to repair their cities.

Some demon soldiers are carrying boulders and restoring the walls that have been bombed. The original thick and strong city wall is now a thousand holes.

It is almost unable to be broken, the thick stone, under the power of 500 kilograms of aviation bomb, under the power of the flour, like the powder.

The magic defense inscription carved on the wall is carved, and the explosion is completely collapsed. It is a broken stone everywhere, and the majestic wall is now only a certain remains, still standing in the periphery of Withalans.

And those who have been blown up, some are in the interior of the wall, but some are in the city wall. No way, when building the wall, there is still no so many factories.

The demon soldiers who have been stationed in these walls have also been lost, and the remaining soldiers are like the soul of the soul, swaying near the wall, in the departure of the officers, lazy repairs have been almost no role. .

After two bombs, these poor demon soldiers have realized that they are facing what kind of enemies.

Although they still believe that magic this source can lead them to victory, but the real cruel posing - the failure of victory is just a result, but many of them, it seems that this result is.

In the open-air tent in the distance, there are many devil's wounds lying there. They are poor waiting for the rescue and medicine, but they did not expect any materials to be assigned to them.

"These woundings have no food allocation, they all have to starve, or before starving, because the lack of medical care is here." A demon military officer stared at the "Temporary Hospital" in the distance. Some depressed said.

There were some soldiers in that, after losing these soldiers, his captain of the thousand people, and fewer dozens of men who could command.

There is only more than 400 people left on the last bombing. It was originally due to the lack of soldiers, his troops were dissatisfied. Now some soldiers have been lost, and the situation is worse.

"More than 2,000 injured soldiers, only two doctors ... This is really too bad." Another demon military officer followed: "The enemy's army has not arrived in front of us, we are almost a long!"

"Yesterday, the entire Withallanz has levied more than 2,000 beautiful people ... It is estimated that it will add some of the troops to you." There is only more than 400 people left in hand, can only support their own expressions. Comfort yourself.

The complained officer sighed, and there were some numbes to this, "they did not accept similar training ... this situation, they simply impossible."

I don't wait for my own companions to continue to comfort. He said with self-guilty: "The enemy offensive, such recruits collapsed, their collapse will put the veterace together, there is no better ... How much can such a soldier added? 200? "

"Don't be a joke." Listening to him, another demon military officer hurried: "You really dare to think, still 200? Can you add 15, you steal!"

He said, while referring to the walls of the distance and the ruins of the ruins, he made a huge gesture, said: "Do you know how many thousand people in Withalos?" Full 1100! "

This is not his exaggeration,

In other words, in theory, the magic home is in his old nest, which is almost 1.1 million high!

However, this is just theoretical. In fact, most of these demon people are not satisfied, and even most, there is only about half of the force.

Even so, the devil troops near Withalans, still have to protect the most magnificent city of the devil, and is also responsible for protecting the uncomfortable magic natives in their minds.

Such a huge force, the recruited recruiting recruits only 2000 districts, which also explained from a side, the devil's armed forces, now what is the end of the way.

It is not easy to call 2000 people, to supplement 1100 thousand people, an average of one thousand people, even two people are dissatisfied!

Yes it is! It is such a poor. There were only about half of the soldiers, and ten lost ten may not be added ... such a troops, how many combat power can you?

Also don't say that the virtual combat power is, after all, even if it is the most combat powerful magic, it is difficult to resist the front attack of the Allah Hill Empire Army.

It is said that these poor so-called magic soldiers are now facing the two bombings of the Allah Hill Empire.

When these two devil officers were talking, several demon soldiers took a huge stone to one side with the help of a four-legged orangutan.

The body that has been buried under the collapsed stone wall is then revealed, and people can see it.

Everyone is silent, a little cleaned with the ruins, and restores some of the streets that have long been faceless.

Strong soldiers also have four feet orangutans to move the gravel next to the slit, then kicked down, cover some dust, even completed the filled.

Such a thousand holes have extended to the distance, extending to the wall of the temple.

"Fortunately, the great magic is from the source, we can defeat those dead planes! As long as the great magic is existent, we will not lose the war!" One of the officers looked at the slit that has been embedded. Sound.

The demon military officer standing by him nodded, agreed with his view: "You are right, as the spokesperson of the magic god, the great magic is still, we can use the magic, defeat those difficult enemies ! "