Alien Arms Empire.

Chapter 1803 Chapter 1804 Letter of Persuasion

"Those damn intelligence departments can't get anything done!" Marshal Felix threw the report in his hand on the table beside him and snorted disdainfully, expressing his dissatisfaction.

In his opinion, the situation was already very clear: the Tang army was planning a counterattack in the Refeng Port area and preparing to launch an offensive on an unimaginable scale on the western front.

Being at the front line, he could clearly feel that the Tang army on the other side was ready to move. Even if he just sniffed, he could smell the strong smell of gunpowder in the air.

"It seems that your majesty prefers to distribute the troops evenly in all directions." The staff officer said helplessly to the unhappy marshal: "The north also said that the Tang army is planning an attack. How could this be possible? The Tang army is preparing to launch an attack in all directions?"

"Ridiculous! This is a joke." Felix roared in dissatisfaction: "That group of intelligence departments who only know how to get by will only kill us all!"

After complaining, he knew that things would not change in the short term. So now the only option he could do was to rely on himself.

"Order the front-line troops to take up their positions immediately and have the reserve troops get ready! Everyone must be on standby at their posts! I have a feeling that the Tang army won't give us much time to prepare." After calming down, Marshal Felix immediately began strategic deployment.

Since there will be no large-scale reinforcements, he can only rely on the troops at his disposal to solve the problem.

The good news is that he has built strong fortifications based on the original border defense line in the past six months. Relying on these fortifications, he still has the confidence to hold on for a while. As long as the Tang army starts the attack, all judgments will be finalized, and the main attack direction of the Tang army will be exposed.

By that time, although he would be in a passive position, he would still be able to hold out until reinforcements arrived. By then, if the Tang army's attack was thwarted, the situation would stabilize.

"Yes! Marshal!" The officers under his command immediately went out to convey the order. The atmosphere in the headquarters was still very solemn. Everyone knew that the Tang army was about to launch the spring and summer offensive, and a major battle was inevitable.

Countless elven soldiers carried ammunition and entered the defensive position along the pre-arranged trenches. They didn't know what would happen next, and it was obvious that each of them was a little nervous.

The veterans around them all knew how powerful the Tang army was, so once the battle began, people would die every minute and every second.

"Store the ammunition! Save every bullet!" The elf's company commander reminded everyone as he walked past his soldiers while buckling the chin strap of his M35 helmet.

The entire position was reinforced with cement, and there was even a wooden cover at the bottom of the trench, with a drainage ditch underneath. It was obvious that the elves hoped to hold out here for a while, and they had no intention of giving up easily.

At regular intervals, the trenches had reinforced air-raid shelters, which contained fresh water, food, and extra ammunition.

These air-raid shelters are protected by hidden bunkers, which are usually deployed at both ends of the air-raid shelter entrance. This can form crossfire and kill as many Tang troops as possible.

Behind the carefully arranged defensive positions are communication trenches connecting to the second trench, in the middle of these communication trenches are hidden mortar and anti-aircraft machine gun positions.

These facilities were covered with camouflage nets to hide them as much as possible to avoid being discovered by the Tang army. In order to stop the Tang army's attack, the elves arranged this place into a terrifying fortress.

Each line of defense consisted of three trenches, and the real main defense zone was behind the two lines of defense. The bunkers there were even reinforced with steel plates and equipped with many hidden anti-tank firepower points. Felix did not waste his time, he did everything he could.

It’s a pity that in the eyes of Tang Jun, everything he did was just some useless and expensive decorations.

"Marshal! Look at this." An officer handed the colored paper to Flix. On the second day after the elves entered the defensive position, the Tang army projected some leaflets to the elves. The front-line troops collected the paper and sent it to Flix's headquarters.

Felix took the paper and looked at it carefully. He found that it was a letter of persuasion. The content was simple: In front of the powerful Tang Empire, all resistance is futile. Lay down your weapons and go home. The Tang Empire guarantees the safety of all civilians. Those who are stubborn will be punished soon.

"It's just a little trick." Felix threw away the paper. He had been a soldier all his life. It would be a real joke if he was persuaded by just a few words and surrendered directly.

Although he rejected the Tang army's surrender, he became interested in these letters of surrender: "The other side is eager to send us this kind of thing. It seems that our judgment is correct. They are indeed ready to attack."

Sending him a letter of surrender at this time actually conveys more of a message: We have already secured victory, and you'd better surrender quickly.

Felix thought this was arrogance, like popping champagne at halftime. If the opponent was a little more rational, he would at least wait until the fight started and he had an advantage before trying this trick. It was obviously too early to do it now.

At this moment, in the headquarters of the 1st Group Army of the Tang Army, Hogg smiled and put the documents in his hand on the table: "How is it? Have you delivered it to our opponents?"

The officer standing in front of him nodded and replied, "They have been sent! A total of 1 copies. I guess some samples have been sent to Felix by now."

"Yes, we are old acquaintances with him. We should give him a chance to surrender before we beat him up..." Hogg was very satisfied with his own bad taste. He stood up and ordered: "Prepare the car and go to the front line! In addition... notify all units... to start the attack!"

He didn't mind exposing his attack time at all, because if the elves mobilized troops to target the 1st Army, it would be equivalent to weakening the defense in other directions. In fact, for the Tang army's full-scale attack, the result would be the same. No matter where the enemy defended, other places would be distracted and eventually lead to a total defeat.

On the vast front of dozens of kilometers, the Tang army artillery, which had been well prepared, removed the camouflage nets covering the artillery.

One after another, the self-propelled artillery began to raise its gun barrels. The artillerymen who were ready for battle loaded the heavy shells into the barrels, closed the breech blocks, and waited for the final order.

The soldiers of the Tang Empire are ready and can march forward and charge towards the enemy positions at any time.

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"The artillery positions are ready! We can open fire at any time!" A deep male voice came from the radio, echoing in the makeshift command center.

"The Air Force has arrived at the designated airspace and is ready to provide support!" Another voice was also full of excitement and anticipation, indicating that the battle was about to begin. "The armored forces are in place, waiting for the order to launch a general attack!" A third voice came, with a hint of impatience, eager to make achievements on the battlefield.

Reports were sent one after another via radio to this simple but tense headquarters. The Tang army commanders gathered around a huge sand table, each with a confident look of a winner.

On the sand table, models representing the forces of both sides were placed in an orderly manner. The blue ones represented the elf army, and the red ones represented the Tang army. Although the red ones did not seem to be many, everyone knew how terrifying the power represented by those small red flags was.

On the wall of the headquarters, there was a huge military map, on which the troop deployment, attack routes and fortifications of both sides were marked with lines and symbols of various colors.

Next to the map, several staff officers were busy, constantly adding the latest battle information to the map.

Outside the window of the headquarters is a vast plain. In the distance, rolling mountains can be vaguely seen. There is still unmelted snow on the top of the mountain, shining silver in the sun.

Several unknown birds flew across the sky, their chirping sounds particularly clear in the silent battlefield.

A Tang army general was wearing a neat military uniform and a shining medal on his chest. He held his baton tightly, pointed at the position of the elves' defense line on the sand table, and gave an order coldly: "Tell the artillery to give them five minutes. I want the elves on the opposite side to feel what it means to have sufficient ammunition!"

"Yes!" After receiving the order, a messenger immediately turned around and ran out of the command post to convey the general's order to the artillery unit.

Five minutes later, the deafening roar of artillery resounded throughout the battlefield. Countless shells, carrying the breath of death, fell on the elves' positions.

The Tang army was preparing for the artillery fire seriously. How horrible this kind of thing was seemed to have been forgotten. The Tang Empire had not used such a cruel tactic for a long time, and this time the bombardment lasted for a long time.

Countless shells fell on the elves' defensive positions, the smoke rising covered the sky, and the series of explosions shocked everyone. The elf soldiers who survived by chance felt like they were in hell. They cried and screamed in the explosions, ran away in panic, and struggled in vain.

Until this moment, the elves' frontline commanders realized that the Tang army did not often conduct artillery preparations, just because they felt it was unnecessary. Once the Tang army thought that intensive firepower was needed, they would obviously invest in sufficient artillery.

At this time the elves finally remembered that the country with the largest steel production and the largest number of artillery shells in the world seemed to be right across from them!

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After the artillery preparation, the Tang army's attack began. At a position where the elves were defending, the two sides broke out and fought a contest.

A Type 4 tank of the Elven tribe that came to support was blasted through by the Type 96 main battle tank of the Tang Empire, and the tank crew was engulfed in the explosion before they could climb out of the tank.

On the battlefield filled with smoke, the Type 96 main battle tank, which had just pierced through the enemy and killed all around, rolled over the trenches with its wide tracks.

Following behind it was an infantry fighting vehicle, the turret on which was spitting flames. Tracer bullets rained down on the bunker that had just been firing, and the white smoke engulfed the firing holes, temporarily silencing the bunker.

The Tang army following the armored vehicles ran past with their backs bent and assault rifles in hand. They jumped into the trenches and quickly cleared out the remaining elf soldiers in the trenches with grenades and assault rifles.

The main gun on the infantry fighting vehicle fired a shot at the suppressed bunker. The 100mm low-pressure gun directly hit the target and blew off the roof of the bunker.

Under the cover of Type 96 tanks, the Tang army, which took the lead in launching the attack, crossed the first line of defense of the coalition forces and destroyed various obstacles set up by the coalition forces.

Behind the front line, dozens of self-propelled artillery roared, and 155mm caliber howitzer shells hit the coalition positions.

The elves' M35 helmets rolled on the ground, and the broken limbs and arms blown off by the grenades fell along with the gravel and soil. The elven troops in the trenches were completely defeated.

The ground covered with bullet casings shook slightly as the shells fell. On the second coalition position, the nervous elven soldiers were waiting for the arrival of the Tang army.

"Is the first line of defense finished?" The elf division commander put down the telescope in his hand and asked anxiously.

He was at a camouflaged observation post built with logs and mud. Camouflage nets were also pulled around the post in an attempt to hide it at the edge of the dense forest.

Even though this place is still far away from the battlefield, the violent explosions and deafening artillery fire still make this simple observation post tremble slightly.

The elf's commander could clearly smell the smell of gunpowder in the air, mixed with dirt and a faint stench of blood... This smell made him feel a little nauseous.

The scene he had just seen through the telescope was as horrifying as the end of the world: the lush forest was torn apart by artillery fire, the trees broke and fell, revealing charred trunks; the coalition's carefully constructed fortifications were blown to pieces, barbed wire and anti-tank cone roadblocks were scattered all over the ground; the elven soldiers who had been hiding in the trenches were now fleeing in panic, their bodies covered in mud and blood, their faces filled with fear and despair.

The Tang Empire's artillery preparation was so fierce that he even began to doubt whether there were any elven soldiers left alive on the front line.

Although he tried hard to see the situation ahead, the dense smoke and the brightness of the artillery fire prevented him from seeing the situation on the first line of defense.

He could only vaguely see that the enemy's iron torrent was like a flood that broke through a dam, rushing towards him with unstoppable force.

"Yes, sir. The first line of defense is over! The 1st Regiment's position has been lost!" His adjutant replied regretfully after hanging up the phone.

  "I hope we can hold out longer than them." The elf commander muttered. He really wasn't sure how long he could hold out. It could be an hour, or it could be two hours. Who knows?
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