My Empire

"Not asleep yet?" A imaginative voice asked with the sound of pushing the door open.

"Well, no, I'm dealing with some domestic government affairs." Chris closed the document opened under the light of the lamp, took off his glasses and looked at Andrea who walked in without knocking on the door.

The queen of the elves is charming and charming. Compared with the temptation of the succubus, she has a face that is close to perfect and a beautiful figure. Under the gentle light, it seems to be tempting to commit crimes. artwork.

Now they did not live in the state guesthouse arranged by Gricken, but lived on the Airanhill Home Fleet Sky 19 battleship that escorted them.

Each sky battleship has a lounge for VIPs, which can be used to arrange the check-in of the fleet commander or other senior officials of the empire at any time.

As the flagship of His Majesty the Emperor, the lounge on the sky battleship No. 19 is no different. It is already very luxurious, and the area is definitely a luxury for a battleship.

Here Chris can handle a lot of government affairs sent directly from the country, and there is no need to worry about leaks due to transshipment.

Moreover, this is my own place after all, so it is safer and naturally needless to say, more convenient is also a natural thing.

"I think the battleship's command post is busy, what's going on?" Andrea casually snuggled on the soft sofa, the bumpy figure became more prominent, making Chris a little bloodshot. Zhang.

There is really a sense of thinking of herself as a hostess, and Andrea is becoming more and more casual here. She knows where her advantage lies. A woman who is so smart can really make a man a little hard to resist.

"Since you asked, I will tell you directly. Anyway, you will receive a telegram from Farley at the latest, so I am not a leak." Chris put his eyes on the table. Suppress the pile of state secret documents.

Then he got up, walked to the front of the wine cabinet, opened the window, and asked, "Would you like something to drink?"

"Whatever, if you have Elf Moonlight Wine here, I would like to drink a little familiar taste." Her Majesty's smooth arms raised slightly and made a begging gesture.

Chris poured two glasses of moonshine, handed one of them to Andrea, and said: "The battle on the front line is not going well. The demon forces have put in an elite counterattack, and the loss is a bit out of control."

He briefly introduced the situation of the battle and explained how the white-robed men broke into pieces. As the soul of the earth from the 21st century, Chris also knows how effective this tactic, which is similar to guerrilla warfare, is for the modern army.

This is an asymmetrical battle that will be tricky no matter how strong the empire is. Victory or failure will pay a heavy price.

"Are the elven troops engaged in battle?" After listening to Chris's description carefully, Andrea asked: "The elven magician troops may be more effective in dealing with this situation. ."

"The opponent is very strong, and this will bring you a huge loss." Chris said: "Are you not afraid that I will consume your elite troops?"

"That force is yours now!" Andrea glanced at Chris, and corrected him: "So I am not worried. You, who can be described as kind to the people of the empire, will be awkward in this regard. Brains."

"I did order the elven troops to reinforce, and Farai's losses are indeed not small. The news sent half an hour ago that more than 270 elven soldiers were killed in action, the current data may be more..."

"Where is the human force?" Andrea was also taken aback by such a huge loss. She instinctively opened her mouth and asked a topic she most wanted to know.

"Soldiers over 2,000 were killed in battle, and almost 300 were seriously injured. Other injuries have exceeded 10,000. My troops have suffered heavy losses..." Chris did not shy away from anything, and bluntly said his loss: "The worst in the history of the Empire One failure."

"Do you need me to go to the Demon World?" Andrea frowned and began to wonder what Chris had told her.

Chris shook his head and said: "Wagron's fleet has been reinforced from the sea, and the reinforcements of the ground forces have also set off... I have prepared 10 nuclear warheads for the demons as a meeting ceremony. Don't worry, blood debts are always required. Blood compensation is."

"So...you don't plan to change your schedule?" Andrea stared at Chris, hoping to get the answer from the other's face first.

It's a pity that she failed. There was no expression on Chris' face. He just shook the half glass of moonshine in his hand and replied calmly: "Of course, the next stop is the new puppet empire. I heard that Audreyk wanted to welcome I have been preparing for almost half a year."

"There is the Southwest Front Army and the elite troops of General Wilkes. Audlerk must welcome your Majesty." Andrea didn't mind telling the truth.

Rather than saying that the new puppet empire is warm and hospitable, it is better to say that Ailan Hill's force is too strong to make everyone afraid to show dissatisfaction.

Of course Chris also knows this. He nodded and drank the wine in the glass: "I am not that fragile or naive. I don't care whether they welcome my money or fear my gun, as long as they Keep smiling to me and I will be more decent."

"It's just... some?" Andrea looked at the man in front of him with admiration.

"Just some." Chris looked down at Andrea on the sofa, with a bright moonlight behind him.

...

"His Majesty doesn't need us much." An Ailan Hill magician in a black robe twisted his neck, loosened his wrist, and walked out of the portal.

Next to him, another magician pressed his long sword, watching with a serious face the other magicians entered the demon world.

These magicians wearing black robes and a golden eagle national emblem behind them, each of which is a battle magician carefully cultivated by Ailan Hill. They are not mass-produced troops, but are recruited from many places, really rare magical talents.

Previously, these magician troops were not put on the battlefield. On the one hand, the top leaders of Ailan Hill hope that these magicians can focus on magic research. On the other hand, it is also because these talents are not easy to supplement. , Can not afford to consume.

But now, in order to fight against those white-robed men with super-strong individual combat capabilities, Ailan Hill has also been angry, and has been stationed in Ailan Hill territory, and the magician troops who easily do not participate in the battle are also sent this time. The Devildom.

Over their heads, Wagron's Sky Fleet, which had returned from the sea, was vast, with dozens of mountain-like warships lined up.

Countless fighter jets were hovering around these warships, and the loud roar of the engines masked the noise of countless trucks and tanks on the ground.

An unprecedented counterattack is brewing.