My Empire

In the northern city of the Holy Demon Empire, Garlinghe, a magic apprentice rushed into the lord’s room in horror, and shouted in horror: "It's not good! It's not good! Swarms of planes! Cover the sky!"

The city lord was having a meeting with a few generals stationed in the city, and his eyes widened when he heard the news suddenly.

Garlinghe is in the northern part of the Holy Demon Empire, because it is close to the westward railway, so it has been very prosperous recently. The population here is over one million, and there are dozens of large-scale factories. Many factories in the Holy Demon Empire are located in Garlinghe because of the convenience of raw material transportation and mechanical maintenance.

There is even a large-scale power plant, a workshop for producing bullets, and a production base has just been built recently, which can produce parts that supplement many factory machines.

Precisely because of this, after Chris decided to counter the Holy Demon Empire first and launched a storming attack in the north, the Air Force set the target of strategic bombing at Galinghe. This is a rare strategic goal worthy of large-scale bombing of the Holy Demon Empire in the north.

"Start...Start the city's defense magic barrier! Quick!" The city lord walked to the balcony, opened the window and saw the b-17 bomber group above his head that had been lowered in height.

These bombers obscure the sky, and the numbers are uncountable. He could even see that the belly of those bombers had opened their huge bomb bays.

"Boom!" In the suburbs, the factory facilities that were the first to enter the bombing range have begun to explode. Countless bombs dropped from the sky and set off a sea of ​​flames. There were splashing shrapnel everywhere, as well as ruined walls destroyed by the shock wave.

The factory building collapsed in the shaking, and the mechanical equipment was exploded into the sky. The stamping machine imported from Ailan Hill at a high price fell slowly in the rising smoke.

Immediately afterwards, a huge explosion surpassed the smooth roads around the factory and blew up the branch railways connected to the westbound railway. Before the twisted railroad tracks and the broken sleepers had fallen to the ground, the huge platform built at the end of the railway was destroyed in an explosion.

The devastating explosion made everyone around him speechless in shock. The bomb instantly engulfed the beautiful platform and destroyed all the imported cranes on it for loading and unloading.

Before these shocked people turned to avoid them, the falling bomb slammed in front of them, and the instantaneous shock wave engulfed these onlookers, tearing them to pieces in just a few microseconds.

The bomb passed the dragon's den where the dragon was raised, the fence built by the huge wood, and there were hundreds of dragon eggs in various mature states, all of which were smashed by the bomb. The hatched young dragon struggled and wailed in the sound of the explosion, and then no one cared to be engulfed by the flames.

At this moment, the magical defensive barrier of this city was rising, and the huge magic circle formed a cover covering about one-third of the city.

Because Garlingh has developed too fast in the past year, the defense construction here has not kept up with the expansion of the city. The peripheral civilian area that was originally abandoned is now far from the edge of the city, and now the factory area that is truly on the edge of the city is already in flames at this moment.

"This defensive barrier...can it hold it?" A magician who put his hand on the magic spar and injected magic power into the defensive magic circle, felt the vibration of the building under his feet, and looked at his companion a little anxiously.

A female magician who also put her hand on the magic spar beside him was also very nervous, because for hundreds of years, they had never activated the magic defense system of this city close to the direction of mortals...

This magical defensive barrier was built hundreds of years ago. It was originally built at random. It was originally built based on the consideration that "if there is a magic city, there should be a defensive magic array".

Who would have thought that the safest hinterland city, the city close to the mortal empire, would encounter fierce attacks? I am afraid that this kind of thing was said three years ago, and no one wants to believe it yet.

People now believe that the mortal empire will attack the magic empire, but what use is it?

Finally, the first dropped bomb hit the magic barrier. The huge explosion left a circle and then a circle of fluctuations on the magic barrier. These magic ripples spread, causing the entire magic barrier to shake.

This terrible explosion made everyone in the city uneasy. They thought that there was a magic barrier above their heads that could escape the catastrophe, but now it seems that this barrier is not very reliable.

The second explosion followed one after another, followed by the third, and the fourth. The civilians who were frightened by the explosion suddenly realized that such an attack seemed to have no end.

Finally, the magic barrier began to weaken its light while trembling, and it was of no avail to let the magicians inject their magic power. The magical barrier of this city is about to collapse, and all the magicians who are trying to save this magical barrier know it well.

But they still dare not give up, because if this barrier is really broken, then the city seems to cease to exist.

"It's over! Everything is over!" Standing on his balcony, the city lord muttered softly while looking up at the magic circle that had faded away in the sky.

In less than a minute, a bomb penetrated the magic circle and exploded in the air as it descended. Subsequently, more bombs passed through the magic circle and landed in every corner of the city.

The huge magic tower began to collapse with the explosion, and the falling stones from the roof smashed into the street, setting off a cloud of dust and fog.

People screamed in horror, fleeing everywhere to avoid bombs falling from the sky. The whole city was shrouded in despair and panic, with fire and dust everywhere, it was simply a doomsday scene.

The explosion in the distance has not gone far, the explosion in the vicinity has already sounded. Thick smoke burst into flames, and buildings were razed to the ground one by one, and countless magicians and civilians were engulfed in the tumbling dust.

A group of soldiers in armor ran aimlessly in the street, hoping to find a safe place to hide, but a huge building fell down and swallowed them in an instant.

The people around had no way to save these buried people, because in the next second, they were torn to pieces by another explosion.

The streets and alleys contaminated with napalm are burning, and then these flames are blown in all directions by the shock waves raised by the high-explosive bombs. There are even some gas bombs in the mixed bombs, which makes disaster relief a joke.

Thousands of bombs were dropped in the first wave of bombing, and the second wave of bombing that followed was completely washing the ground.

At an altitude of more than 4,000 meters, Ailan Hill's bombardiers could no longer see any targets under their feet. They could only see thick smoke, and the ruins that had been exposed occasionally by the explosion.

However, these angry Ailan Hill soldiers firmly pressed their bombing button and dropped more bombs in this poor city.

There are no air defense shelters in this city. Because they are too old, most of the sewers are not enough to withstand the impact of the explosion.

Therefore, in the face of Ailan Hill's strategic bombing, there is no place to hide from any living target in this city. When disaster strikes, all beings are equal. They greeted Ailan Hill's revenge and trial amidst crying and cursing.

A bomb hit a new power station in this city, and the huge generator set was still in operation, and it was blown up. The component that was rotating at high speed flew far away, smashed the wall of the factory building, and landed in the yard with the flesh and blood of the workers.

The lush tree was uprooted by the bomb, and the bomb that fell in the lake overturned the unattended boat on it. This low-precision bombing involved everything that could be affected.

Faced with hundreds of escorted P-51 Mustang fighters, the dragon knights who took off and intercepted could not even expel the bomber group.

They can only look at the plane formations like copper walls and iron walls and sigh.

Some magicians also tried to attack those bombers with magic in the air, but they finally got magic **** hitting those planes, but they couldn't tear apart the magical defense barriers on those planes because they were too far away.

The cruel fact that Ailan Hill's bombers also had magical defense barriers made the magicians unable to bear any resistance. They can only follow the civilians and the army to flee around, using magic to protect the people around them.

After nearly an hour of continuous bombing, Garlingh finally recovered his calm. Those far away bombers lost all their bombs, leaving only a despair in the city.

Compared with what the Holy Demon Empire did along the westward railway, Ailan Hill's revenge was more like a slaughter of the weak and the strong. Countless houses were in ruins, and hundreds of years of buildings collapsed.

Hundreds of thousands of people went missing directly in the bombing, and the rest were destined to be displaced. Garlinghe lost power, lost factory, lost everything that could be lost. Now there are only refugees full of despair.

"Why...why is this!" The city lord who was lucky enough to not die stood in the ruins in a dusty magic robe, looking painfully at the people struggling in incendiary bombs and thick smoke, and wailed. Tao.

"Isn’t it great when we cooperated? Why bother with Ailan Hill? Now it’s fine, everything is over! Everything is gone!" He staggered forward, no matter what those lying in the ruins The corpses of the officers, regardless of the stumbling subordinates, walked into the distance without looking back.