Chapter 103 The value of cannon fodder, military industry and technology
What is the nature of war?
Meat grinder, slaughterhouse.
Regardless of courage, achievements, or meritorious deeds, they must first survive.
Under the ruthless bombardment of arrows and Force cannons, the ghoul army fell like wheat. Tens of thousands of people died in the blink of an eye. Even the smoke and fire that rose into the sky could not cover up the color of blood.
For a moment, corpses flew everywhere, blood surged wildly, and the raging crowd formed by the charge of the ghoul army began to fall apart like a collapsed dam.
There were stampedes, screams, the roar of artillery fire, and the wail of the earth.
The tragic, vast, and bloody scene shocked the eyes of every human soldier. The saying "life is like grass" was vividly reflected at this moment.
And this is just the prologue of this war, a simple opening ceremony.
Looking at the scene of blood and corpses all over the battlefield in an instant, Rendu raised his eyebrows slightly and was a little frightened.
He had never seen a war of this level several times before.
The tragedy was secondary. He had seen too many bloody scenes and was used to this kind of thing. But judging from the scale and momentum of the war, Falorland's national war was indeed grand and spectacular.
Not to mention the entire army of demons, the momentum and combat effectiveness of the advance force composed of hundreds of thousands of ghouls alone cannot be compared to the 100,000 elites of the Orc Legion, the Unsullied Giants, and the Navy Headquarters.
Ren couldn't help but think of what happened at the sixth singularity.
He and the Sun King La Er led a coalition of Egyptian soldiers and mountain people to attack the holy capital of Camelot, and the scene was similar to this.
The battle at that time was also so bloody and tragic. Countless heroic spirits and warriors fell under the iron walls of the Holy City. In the end, La Erji was forced to rush out of the grave and Arash sacrificed his life with an arrow.
Ji, summoned the Great Ax to defeat the Holy City and win...
It was the largest war he had ever fought. It was fierce and bloody.
But compared with today's national war in Falorland, the war at the Sixth Singularity pales into insignificance.
"My leg! My leg was blown off!"
"Don't step on me, ahhh...ah!"
"Don't retreat, charge, keep charging!!"
On the battlefield where corpses piled up and blood filled the air, the ghoul army formed a chaotic mess, screaming and trampling and escaping from time to time. It was like a hell on earth.
Several ghoul princes riding on demonic elephants roared in unison and tried their best to gather the team.
The supervising team composed of demons and vampires is even more ruthless. Anyone who dares to escape will be executed directly.
Finding that they were still a bit intimidated, they deployed magic flame nets and walls of blood flames behind the ghoul army to force the army forward.
This is completely using these ghouls as cannon fodder.
This is the tragedy of the small demon race. There is not even an ordinary dark lord in the ghoul clan, and they are not qualified to bargain with the Supreme Council. In this war, they will be cannon fodder.
Charlemagne looked at the bloody battlefield littered with corpses. There was no mercy in his eyes, only iron blood. He raised his hand and said coldly:
"Shoot again! No need to save ammunition, three shots in a row!"
Boom boom boom!!
Another wave of brilliant arrows that covered the sky pierced the sky. Force cannons roared, and various surfaces were filled with thunder, flames, alchemy shells of frost force, and even poison gas bombs and energy light blast bombs.
It pours down like a torrential rain!
On the ground, explosions and roars came one after another, cracking and shaking like an earth dragon turning over.
The crowd of ghouls collapsed again. Thousands of ghouls screamed and fell down, blood splattered, and body parts flew everywhere!
"Ah!"
The tragic sacrifice made a ghoul prince riding on a demonic elephant have red eyes and roar wildly.
These are all his tribesmen.
The ghoul clan has been dormant for thousands of years before amassing these forces in the Central Region, but now they are wasting away like crazy, and the dead are of little value.
Damn humans, hateful Supreme Council...ahem.
The Ghoul Archduke roared: "Raise the flag of doom!"
The demon side is not completely defenseless. At this moment, black and red military flags are swaying and unfolding, and the magic circle engraved on the flag is activated, forming a large magic light screen and force shield to provide protection for the ghoul army.
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"Boom boom boom...!"
The military flag and the force barrier were raised to block the rain of arrows. The shells exploded in the air, energy surged, and iron pieces poured down like a heavy rain.
There are some omissions, and it is impossible to defend 100%, but at least it will not be like being slaughtered like wheat.
The five ghoul princes also took action together, firing corrosive dark force beams to intercept some more powerful arrows and main guns.
Just like that, the ghoul army approached the first line of defense, stepping on the bones of their own people.
There are three curved iron walls outside the Dune City, built along the slope. The walls are covered with alloy armor and reinforced with various defensive runes and magic arrays, making them impregnable.
There are various arrow towers and bunkers located inside and outside the walls, as well as sky cannons, sky-dome crossbows, and even winged ones that can easily fly in.
"Damn it, what is this?!"
"Help, help me, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
The ghoul army was reduced by almost half, and they barely managed to rush to the first iron wall. But as soon as they got close, they were hit by various traps.
A clearing suddenly collapsed, and hundreds of ghouls were instantly swallowed up in the filthy mire.
Pieces of spider webs appeared out of thin air, blocking the road. A group of ghouls couldn't stop the car, and they bumped into the web one after another, forming a crowded flow of people. Then poisonous clouds of various colors floated up, and the ghouls who couldn't get away quickly died suddenly.
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From time to time, alchemy bombs buried underground were triggered, causing constant explosions, countless pieces of steel flying, and many unlucky people died miserably.
Ren En looked at this scene, the corner of his mouth twitched, and said:
"I think I can write a book, and the name is "One Hundred and Eight Ways to Die as a Ghoul."
Horrible.
The ghoul army charged forward in a hail of bullets and stepped on almost all traps, maximizing the value of cannon fodder.
Such waste utilization can be called a master of human sea tactics.
All I can say is that the Supreme Council is a real dog...
Half an hour later, after ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties, the ghoul army that finally rushed under the first iron wall had suffered 60 to 70% loss.
In the age of cold weapons on earth, such casualties would have already shattered the morale of even the elites of hundreds of battles.
But it was different here, the dark camp was different. Even though the death rate was so high, the ghoul army did not retreat even half a step.
Even if you cry for father and mother after being beaten, you will still continue to charge.
It’s not that I’m not afraid of death, it’s that I have no choice.
Hammond, the blood prince, and Milo, the devil prince, lead eight dark dukes to supervise the battle. Anyone who dares to take a step back will be killed without mercy.
Not only must they be killed, but the corpses of the deserters must be thrown into the blood pool and the magic well for secondary use as fertilizer!
It's so cold, it's so heartless.
Mutiny? Camp roar? The following commit the crime?
Haha, it doesn't exist. The Supreme Council is not afraid, nor is the Doomsday General. Even if you use it until you die, you have to be grateful.
The extraordinary world where great power is attributed to itself can sometimes be so overbearing and unreasonable.
Under the iron wall, a more intense offensive and defensive battle began. It was different from the war between mortals. The strong ghoul did not need a ladder at all and jumped directly to climb over the city wall.
Some Dark Marquis and Dark Duke-level ghouls flew up arrogantly.
Then they suffered a tragedy.
Boom boom boom!!
The war weapons that had been prepared for a long time - the sky cannon and the sky crossbow were activated. The dazzling beams and whistling long arrows pierced the void, shooting the flying demon warriors into pieces of flesh and blood, and the blood was as red as fireworks.
Bloom!
One of the survival rules of the national war is that if you don't have the strength of the fifth-level legendary level, don't fly stupidly.
That is the target, which is equivalent to telling the enemy camp to kill me quickly.
Seeing that many of his clan members were dead, a ghoul archduke's eyes turned red and he roared sharply:
"Human bastards, I'll fight you!"
boom!
He roared angrily and soared into the sky from the back of the demon elephant, his eyes bursting with frightening blood. The corrosive dark force in his body roared and expanded like a tornado, setting off destructive lightning.
The sky cannon and the sky crossbow were immediately aimed at him, the incandescent beams were fired, and the alchemy arrows were like lightning strikes, hitting the ghoul archduke one after another.
"Little tricks!"
The Ghoul Archduke roared, his claws danced wildly, and a row of miserable dark red claw lights tore through the atmosphere, shattering the attacks of the sky cannon and the sky crossbow!
Entering the legendary realm is a qualitative change.
Unless it is an attack from a sacred weapon or a battleship's main gun, most conventional methods are useless.
The ghoul archduke's body was engulfed by the violent force wind of darkness, and he rushed towards the first iron wall, waving his hand and firing a blast of destructive lightning.
Bang!!
The dark purple thunder spear hit the iron wall of the alloy shell, shattering the defensive runes, creating a hole, and countless metal fragments burst out!
This is the first time the iron wall has been damaged.
The ghoul archduke laughed ferociously, raised his arm, and prepared to strike the hole with a claw to completely shatter the iron wall.
But his high-profile actions also aroused hatred on the battlefield.
Matthew, Prince of Storms, raised the blue sacred bow, attached an alchemical arrow with a layer of holy silver, and drew the bow string to its full length.
call out!!
A shrill roar echoed high in the sky.
The arrow flew, its sharp edge shining so brightly that it was impossible to look directly at it, like a beam of silver lightning penetrating the void.
puff!!
The ghoul archduke who was attacking the city wall had no time to dodge, and was hit in the abdomen by this long arrow, causing a large amount of blood to spurt out!
The holy energy and exorcism scriptures on the arrow exploded and burned when they encountered the dark force, blasting a bloody hole in the Ghoul Archduke's abdomen, and the scorching holy flames spread and ignited his body.
"Ouch!!"
The Ghoul Archduke roared in pain, grabbed the arrow tail, and pulled out the bloody arrow.
He folded his hands hard, breaking the arrow, and the dark force surged from his body like a tide, extinguishing the holy flames.
puff!
At this moment, a shadow suddenly appeared, a ghostly cursed cold light pierced the void, the Ghoul Archduke's roar suddenly stopped, his head flew away, and blood gushed out like a fountain!
Chris held the blood-stained dagger, and after killing him with one blow, he immediately escaped into the void and disappeared.
On the other side, Raphael waved the holy spear "Han Yu", and the holy ice fighting spirit mixed with the withering cold light spurted out crazily as the spear tip stabbed continuously.
Another ghoul prince who flew up the city wall was unable to avoid it and was briefly frozen.
puff!!
Alfred of the Steam Alliance immediately took action, slashing with all his strength from the Black Warrior sword, shaking the void. The majestic sword light chopped the body of the Ghoul Archduke into pieces, causing blood and ice chips to fly!
Two Dark Lords died in one fell swoop, and the ghoul army was frightened.
The other three ghoul princes did not dare to take the lead in attacking the city, and the morale of the army also collapsed.
On the airship in the sky, Ren shook his head and said:
"I'm not strong enough, so it's better to keep a low profile."
The Archduke of Darkness corresponds to the lower saint of mankind. He is no longer weak and can live a prosperous life wherever he goes.
But this is a national war, the highest level of national war.
In such a war, those below the fourth level are cannon fodder, the fourth level extraordinary ones are only super soldiers, and the lower saints are considered elites, but they still have to keep a low profile.
The middle saint can shake himself, but if he doesn't shake well, he will die.
Only kings are the main force.
Not long after, this ghoul army completely collapsed, and the three ghoul princes fled in panic with only a few thousand people left.
"Master Milo, Master Hammond, we have tried our best. Our clan has really tried our best."
A ghoul archduke looked at the demon supervising team blocking the way, knelt on the ground, burst into tears, and begged bitterly.
Demon Prince Milo flapped the black wings on his back, looked down at the Ghoul Archduke with his purple eyes, nodded, and said:
"I understand, you have worked hard, and His Majesty Samael will never forget your sacrifice."
This time, the supervising team composed of vampires and demons did not stop the retreating ghouls.
It's not because of conscience, it's just for secondary use.
Even if you are cannon fodder, you still need to save some kindling. Otherwise, where will the cannon fodder come from next time?
Knowing that Prince Milo's comfort was nothing but nonsense and that it would not be their turn if they really deserved the credit, the ghoul archduke still pretended to shed tears of gratitude and said:
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The ghoul army was finally withdrawn.
Prince Milo and Prince Hammond of the Blood Race looked at each other and secretly thought it was a pity.
If I had known that this group of cannon fodder was so useful, I would have put more effort into cultivating them.
The demon army is still advancing. More elite troops, more ferocious war beasts and war weapons are marching across the plains in a mighty way. Sand and soil are flying, just like the end of the world.
On an airship flying the black and red doomsday flag, the supreme commander of the demon camp, His Majesty Walter, overlooked the battlefield.
His body was still shrouded in a layer of black mist, and his expression could not be seen clearly. His dark purple eyes were cold and ruthless.
"Your Majesty, the ghoul army has withdrawn." Demon Lord Samael said.
General Doomsday said coldly: "Send out the Night Demon Legion, the Gargoyle Legion, and the Death Row Camp to continue the attack on the city. This time, we must tear apart at least two lines of defense!"
"yes!"
Demon Lord Samael, with pale soul fire lingering around his body, flew off the airship and commanded the army.
On the surface, Lilith is the deputy commander of the dark camp, but she has fallen out with Walter a long time ago, not to mention that she has no intention of commanding the troops.
Therefore, in this war, the demon king Samael is the real deputy commander, and will even take over the command of the army when necessary.
The second round of attacks began.
30,000 Gargoyles, 50,000 Night Stalkers, and 10,000 Death Row Battalions were mixed into the second vanguard force and began to attack the three lines of defense.
Moreover, this attack was spread out. In addition to the front, there were also a small number of troops attacking the flanks.
Thanks to the ghoul army, the trap in front of the first iron wall was almost triggered, and the charge of the demon army went much more smoothly this time.
"On rotation, the Second Army takes over the forts and arrow towers, and organizes the militia to shoot with gun formations."
On the airship mothership, Charlemagne looked calm and issued orders in an orderly manner.
Shooting archers and operating turrets consume a lot of force and physical strength, so Faloran took the opportunity to replace a wave of troops.
Renn glanced at the Second Army of the Kingdom of Falorland, especially the militia battalion, and said in surprise:
"And ordinary people?"
"This is natural. They are all extraordinary soldiers. Where can we get so many resources?" Charlemagne said calmly.
Don't think that ordinary soldiers are useless.
In the Third and Fourth Ages, ordinary soldiers really had no role on the battlefield. They could only serve as logistics personnel or maintain order in refugee camps.
But times have changed.
Thirty thousand ordinary soldiers took the "Engineer No. 1" force firearm produced by the Steam Alliance, ran up the city wall, and were distributed on the three lines of defense.
The Engineer No. 1 Force Firearm is an assembly line product. The quality of the weapon is very low. The gun comes with a "Force Crystal" battery inside. When an ordinary soldier pulls the trigger and consumes battery energy, he can activate the simple Force array in the gun and perform extraordinary demon hunting.
bullet.
As for the effect...
"emission!"
Give an order.
Thirty thousand soldiers raised their Force firearms and pulled the triggers.
“Bang bang bang…!!”
The gunshots were loud, the Force array was shining brightly, and the demon-hunting silver bullets were shot out like a dense barrage. The scene was as gorgeous and majestic as a meteor shower.
That's the scorching white glow released by the exorcism rune!
Puff puff!!
Gargoyles, Night Stalkers, as well as vampires, werewolves and demons in the death row camps all had blood spattered on their bodies, were injured by demon-hunting bullets, and fell down in rows.
A vampire marquis roared, and blood flames surged from his body, forming a shield.
But the next second, thousands of soldiers aimed at him, and thousands of demon-hunting bullets hit him like a downpour. Even the bullets of the worst quality were so concentrated that they emitted a bright light like a corona!
Bang!
The Vampire Marquis was shot wildly by the dense barrage, the protective blood inflammation collapsed, and his body exploded into a rain of blood!
A high-ranking demon fell into the hands of a group of ordinary soldiers so easily.
The edge of modern steam force technology is revealed, and it is extremely ferocious.
Both the enemy and ourselves were silent for a while.
Both Rennes and Charlemagne were thoughtful. Even Charlemagne, before this, had some doubts about how much role ordinary soldiers could play in national wars.
But the facts responded to his expectations.
Under the barrage, all living beings are equal. As long as ordinary soldiers are given a safe position to shoot, even mid-level and high-level demons will be shattered to pieces under the ruthless bombardment of guns and artillery.
The demon camp is suspicious of life.
Many big figures from the demon race, including Demon Prince Milo, Blood Prince Hammond, and even Demon Lord Samael, looked incredulous.
"How can this be?!"
"No, a group of ants actually killed a tiger!"
"It's just a trick, but it's really surprising. It seems we need to focus on attacking the human camp's military-industrial system."
When many demon-born figures saw this scene, their hearts were shaken, and murderous intent boiled in their hearts.
