My Empire

People who have seen the carpet bombing of Ailan Hill will almost always have enough awe of the war.

Bluestar human civilization's persistent pursuit of destruction, whether in terms of various senses or actual destruction effects, has reached a very extreme state.

Even if people don't master some of the self-destructive techniques they yearn for in time, they will use countless movie works to narrate their fantasy, and go further and further on the road to ruin the world.

From the most pragmatic orbital weapons such as the rod of God, to laser cannons and electromagnetic cannons, to the horrible energy beam weapons that can destroy a planet at once in Star Wars, and finally to fantasy technologies such as water droplets and two-way foils.

Anyway, as long as the imagination exists, a part of the imagination will be used in the "development" of the brain circuits of future weapons.

It seems that if a weapon imagined by a science fiction **** is officially in service in the human army, he will gain the aura of a prophet and become the greatest prophet in human history.

However, this road is getting narrower and narrower now. After all, the early humans only had to predict a steam engine train, a car, airplane, rocket boots, and so on. If you look at the fantasy paintings of the 1930s today, most of them are already there. achieve.

But now if you want to "invent" a weapon that no one else has imagined, it is already harder. It's like you want to blow a cowhide that no one else has blown, and you will find that it is already harder and harder to do it.

When countless bombs not only destroyed the city's defensive magic array system, but also turned most of the entire city's buildings into ruins, all that was left was endless disasters, which spontaneously spread.

A city with a population of hundreds of thousands, or even millions, is more than just such a large group of people crowded together.

Even a city no matter how old it is, it needs a lot of infrastructure to sustain such a huge population.

If these infrastructures are destroyed and destroyed, then these gathered populations, whether humans or demons, noble elven dragons or dirty orcs, will face a very embarrassing situation.

Don't underestimate this embarrassment. When the embarrassment is enlarged to the scale of a city, it is a real disaster.

The water supply and drainage system is paralyzed, the supply of materials is disordered, and the self-defensive hoarding behavior of panicked people is only a link collapse, and the accumulated tsunami is enough to make the entire city irreversible.

This is also the direct reason why large cities become more fragile and vulnerable to fall in the modern era. The cost of defending the city is too high, and people who are a little bit sensible choose to give up. It is not that the ruler is unwilling to persist, but that most people will choose to give up.

Similarly, this is the reason why many heroic cities are remembered by people: the indomitable London, the steel-like Stalingrad, the Leningrad facing everything calmly...

Unfortunately, no matter how you look at it, the devil's city does not have the conditions to become a hero city. Their organizational ability is definitely not as good as the Bolsheviks, and their technical level does not allow them to sustain such a huge loss.

When the surviving demons staggered out of the corner, they found that the city they were in was completely unrecognizable.

The yard they were familiar with had disappeared, the walls of the yard collapsed and the ground was covered with rubble, the tall chimneys in the distance had collapsed, and suffocating smoke was everywhere.

The fire seems to have been out of control, and now no one cares about the beating flames. The devil's combat troops are working hard to maintain the discipline near their city head. In fact, their defensive positions are now completely unrecognizable.

Some of the city walls tens of meters high were hit by bombs and collapsed. The defensive runes on the wall played a certain role, the collapsed place was not serious, but it was still difficult to clean up.

Thousands of demon soldiers died in battle, and the city lord who managed the city is now desperately trying to restore the magical defense barrier and dispatching his troops to protect those important factory buildings.

In the factory building, the puppets responsible for production and the demon workers who managed these puppets lay stumblingly in the collapsed factory building. Those huge steel boilers and machinery have also stopped operating.

The magic energy liquid that powers these machines is constantly burning and exploding, and the living people are working hard to extinguish the raging flames in front of them with the tools in their hands.

An aerial bomb of nearly 200 tons is enough to cause enough trouble for a city. What's more, the troubles encountered in this demon city itself are already very, very many.

About two months ago, they had heard about the Magic Continent's counterattack. A large number of the main force was drawn away, and the number of remaining soldiers was obviously insufficient.

A few days ago, there was a high-level demon who retreated from the front line and reported on the situation of the attack by human forces. However, according to the previous advancing speed, humans should be at least dozens of days away from here.

But those terrible strange birds have now flown here, flying over their heads, and dropping those terrible, fearsome bombs...

In any case, it's already finished here. Those who have been built up with great difficulty, many of the factories used to produce steel plates, and the production machinery have been damaged.

It will take a lot of time to repair these machines, but the most important question now is how to protect the remaining machines?

The demon bat troops and the magic dragon troops have been transferred and left, and now they are left with only a few high-level demons that can fly into the sky with their flesh wings.

But these demons had just taken off to fight, but their flying altitude was too low to threaten those high above b-17 bombers.

The end of the reluctance is that the self-defense cannon, like raindrops, beat a few high-level demons to the ground. Although they did not fall, they did not play any anti-aircraft effect.

For the devil, the city is now useless. The old, the weak, the sick and the disabled are just the burden of food. The factories have been unable to resume production, and even the basic operations of the city can no longer be maintained.

"Immediately pass the news to the great source of magic..." The demon general headed by looking at the burning and collapsing city in front of him with earth-colored faces, said to his men: "Those **** foreign races on the magic continent...have already burned the flames of war. Here it is!"

"Yes! My lord." The subordinate leaned slightly, and then asked: "But my lord, where are our reinforcements? Where are they?"