Alien Arms Empire.

Chapter 1807 1808 The Scattered Million-Man Army

The situation has become even worse for the frontline troops of the coalition forces. They can neither find the headquarters nor receive orders or responses from the headquarters.

The Tang army's tanks were tearing apart their defenses, and the Tang air force was destroying everything they had, but they could only wait, waiting for reinforcements that might never arrive.

There was no way. Those so-called reinforcements were likely defeated along the way. They had turned into black wreckage paralyzed on the road, with no end in sight.

Countless bodies of soldiers lay on the roadside with no one dealing with them, and countless heavy weapons and equipment became wreckage blocking the road with no one paying attention to them.

On the front battlefield, the soldiers huddled in the trenches could only rely on the rifles in their hands to fight the steel behemoths of the Tang army to the death.

This was obviously not a fair fight. Those soldiers who had the courage to fight to the last moment were killed one after another, and the remaining soldiers had no choice but to surrender when they ran out of ammunition and food.

As the first soldier raised his hands, the second and third followed suit. In their opinion, this should not be their burial place. After all, they and the enemies opposite them were all human beings, and there was no need to fight between life and death.

Soon, a large number of surrendering soldiers appeared on the position. They handed over their weapons and gave up the defense line that was already in a state of disrepair.

After several hours of fierce attack, the Tang army soldiers finally occupied this place. They controlled the trenches and entered the underground bunkers with weapons.

The officers of the Lions Empire were still resisting, not knowing that the soldiers outside had already surrendered their weapons. At this moment, they were still issuing orders one after another, trying to save the situation.

"Let the armored forces organize a counterattack immediately! If they don't come over, we're finished!" An officer of Lions shouted angrily with his hands on the map.

The sergeant holding the phone repeatedly called out to the friendly forces behind him, hoping that they could send the tanks to the defense line where they were needed despite the artillery fire: "Hello? Hello! Where are the armored forces? I'm asking where the tanks of your armored forces are!"

"Let the soldiers hold on! Hold on for another hour! No! Hold on for another half an hour, and reinforcements will arrive!" Another officer felt that he should paint another pie in the sky for his men so that they could continue to resist for a while.

Even though they all knew that reinforcements might never arrive, they still had to persevere... After all, the order from their superiors was to hold their positions to the last man.

Of course, they also knew that it was impossible to hold on until the last soldier, but they should at least hold on until tonight... Only at night would they have the opportunity to retreat, abandon their positions here, and retreat to the new defense line behind.

Unfortunately, even though they had solid defensive positions and even though they thought they were well prepared, when the Tang army's attack began, these officers of the Lions Empire found that they couldn't even hold their positions for a few hours.

"Damn it! If it doesn't work, let the guard company go up as well! We can hold out for a while, right?" The leading officer of the Lions Empire slammed the table, as if he had made a great decision.

But before he could give the order for the guards to go to the battlefield, the door was kicked open from outside. The muzzle of a gun was pointed at everyone in the room, and the scene suddenly became silent.

Officer Ryans, who was sitting next to the phone, slowly raised his hands. He didn't want to be misunderstood by the person on the other side. After all, these Tang army soldiers wearing camouflage uniforms and holding assault rifles did not look easy to mess with.

"Put your hands up! Don't move! You won't be killed if you surrender your weapons!" The Tang army soldiers shouted coldly. All the officers in the underground bunker cooperated very well and gave up resistance and dropped their weapons.

No one was uncomfortable, and everyone disarmed obediently. There were no crazy people who drew their guns and fought back, and everyone became prisoners of the Tang army obediently.

When these officers were escorted out of the bunker, they saw a dragon flag of the Tang Empire rising slowly on a small hill in the distance.

"Long live! Long live the Tang Empire!" The Tang soldiers who had captured the position were cheering at the flag. Their voices resounded through the sky, setting off the embarrassed appearance of the Lions soldiers who were being escorted away with their heads in their hands.

After seven days of holding their ground with all their might, the defense line of the Lions Empire began to show signs of large-scale collapse. A large number of soldiers surrendered, and the Tang army's offensive speed became faster.

What made the senior generals of the Lions Empire even more depressed was that they found it difficult to contact Felix's headquarters. The phone was not working at all, and the news brought back by the contact personnel was more frustrating than the last.

I heard that the Tang Empire's thunder attack aircraft attacked Flix's headquarters, destroyed many buildings and paralyzed the headquarters' command network.

Now, the already poor communication has become even more sluggish, and Felix can no longer effectively dispatch his huge army.

Because of the damage to equipment and casualties, it will take some time for Flix to resume command, but what the coalition forces lack now is time.

It is naturally difficult to restore the command center whose location has been exposed. Flix does not dare to rebuild his command center on the original site, so the subsequent relocation work will waste more time. The coalition's command and dispatch problems will continue to plague the coalition's senior commanders.

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"Marshal! The news just came from the Lions Empire..." An officer found Felix, who was busy dealing with documents in his temporary headquarters, and handed the letter sent by Lions' messenger to the elf marshal: "It's bad news."

"One of Lions' infantry divisions suffered heavy losses. About 1000 soldiers chose to surrender despite orders." Seeing Felix open the letter, the officer briefly introduced the contents of the letter.

Felix smiled bitterly. He knew that something like this would happen sooner or later because he had no way to provide effective support to the troops on the front line.

Most of the coalition's heavy artillery was destroyed on the way. The enemy had air superiority, and the heavy artillery without mobility could not play any role at all. The same was true for the coalition's armored forces. Countless tanks were destroyed on the way to assembly, and there were very few armored combat vehicles that could really play a role on the front line.

Without the support of heavy weapons, the frontline troops could only face the superior armored forces of the Tang army alone, which was no different from driving the soldiers to die. Since they were all going to die, wasn't it normal for the soldiers to surrender?

The Air Force... never mind the Air Force. The Air Force claimed that in the seven days since the battle began, it had lost more than 490 aircraft.

However, all the coalition forces fighting on the front line had never seen their own aircraft: no coalition aircraft appeared over the war zone. This result made it difficult for people to believe that the coalition air force participated in this battle.

"Tell the generals of the Lions Empire that they must hold their current positions to prevent similar incidents from happening again..." Felix had no choice but to repeat what he had said countless times in the past few days.

He had no way of mobilizing ground reinforcements, nor could he promise any air support, so he could only repeat meaningless words over and over again.

Although the coalition forces still had nearly one million troops in the direction of Hot Wind Port, the fierce attacks of the Tang army in recent days had only destroyed less than 10% of the coalition forces.

But most of the remaining coalition forces had no way to move. They were nailed to the spot by the Tang army's planes, like a fat pig. Although they were fat and strong, they could only be slaughtered at will.

Felix was also helpless. He could not crowd all his troops together on a front line. The area required to deploy a million-strong army was huge. In a sense, the coalition forces were still scattered in this area.

The attack of the Tang army made it impossible for these troops to take care of both the front and the rear. They were like fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others and had no power to fight back.

The news from other directions was that the Tang army had achieved similar results in almost all directions. Thousands of aircraft were fighting efficiently, and the coalition forces were passively attacked on all fronts.

"But, Marshal... the other side hopes that we can provide some reinforcements. They lack a large number of artillery and corresponding artillery shells..." The officer did not leave, but carefully repeated the other party's request.

Felix snorted bitterly after hearing these requests, and said, "Even if I have artillery for them, can they get it to the front line? Don't they know how they lost all their artillery?"

Everyone who had fought against the Tang army knew that their weapons and equipment were actually of little use: the artillery transferred to the front line would be attacked by the Tang Air Force during transportation, and only about one-third could reach the front line safely; this part of the artillery would be harassed by armed helicopters and long-range rocket launchers on the position, and only about half would remain; and the remaining artillery would inevitably be at a disadvantage when firing against the Tang army's artillery, and would soon be lost.

Even if they had an advantage, the coalition's artillery units could not be a match for the Tang army's artillery, which had artillery ballistic radars and most of their artillery were self-propelled artillery.

The two sides are not on the same level at all. As soon as they open fire, the coalition artillery units will expose their positions and then be engulfed by the Tang army's ultra-long-range counterattack fire.

Even so, he could not convey Felix's original words to the messenger from the Reins Empire. After leaving the headquarters, the elven officer returned to the tent and met the Reins messenger who was waiting for a reply.

"What's going on?" The messenger looked anxious, because he knew very well that the Lions troops had suffered heavy losses and were in great need of reinforcements.

"The situation is not optimistic. Although we are willing to provide reinforcements and assistance, it takes time for the troops to move north. The bombing interference of the Tang army also slows down our mobilization speed." The elven officer polished Marshal Felix's words, trying to make it sound as pleasant as possible.

"I know, I understand... But Lions' army has suffered heavy losses, they really need some news to boost morale." The messenger begged. He couldn't come here in vain, because the round trip would take up a lot of time: "We need help! For the sake of our alliance..."

When he comes next time, the situation may have become even worse, so he must get something substantial back, which is what he and his boss had promised before coming.

"The Marshal is trying to find a solution..." The elven officer was also powerless because Felix did not agree to send reinforcements, so he could only delay.

In fact, he himself was very clear about the situation of the reinforcements that the elf troops had dispatched to the front line these days: only one out of ten trucks could get close to the front line, and only 1000 bullets might be left in the hands of the frontline soldiers out of .

Just look at the wreckage of tanks destroyed on the road and it is clear that any attempt to gather troops is futile and not worth the cost.

Rather than gathering together to be discovered and destroyed by Tang army planes, it is better to hide in the original place and let the Tang army eliminate them bit by bit... because this can consume more of the Tang army's time, which can be said to be a more successful defensive tactic.

However, this tactic is not without flaws. As the battle progresses, such scattered and unable to assemble troops will become increasingly vulnerable and easier to be eliminated.

They will surrender, they will be defeated... By then, only a few will be able to truly delay the Tang army. Most of these troops will become prisoners of war, and at most they can help consume some of the Tang army's food reserves.

"We are here to fight for the Yangmu Empire... If you stand idly by while we are attacked, it will cause great damage to the alliance between the two countries!" Hearing the other party's delay, the human messenger emphasized dissatisfiedly.

Just as he was speaking, the air defense alarm was sounded again, and the Tang army's air raid began again: but this time, the target of the two Thunder attack aircraft was still the small town where the coalition headquarters was previously located, which was some distance away from where they were hiding now.

Standing at the edge of the woods, watching the smoke rising from the distant town, and watching the two Thunder attack aircraft diving, firing, and circling over the town, the messenger of the Lions Empire had no idea what to feel.

"See? We are in a tough situation here too. It's not that we don't want to help, but we really have no way to help." Looking at the town being attacked in the distance, the elf officer explained helplessly: "I will go and talk to you again... Marshal, please allocate as many troops as possible to try to support you..."

"Thank you, thank you." Ryans's messenger thanked him subconsciously...