Alien Arms Empire.

Chapter 1811 1812 Approaching Matus

The Tang army's attack line was initially L-shaped, with the northern side almost in a straight line, and extending along the coast all the way to the Refeng Port area.

This shape made the Tang army's attack direction a little different. Feng Kezhi's and Ying An's troops, which had previously been responsible for attacking the dwarf capital, chose to advance further east.

The elite 1st Army's attack target was the Osa naval port, so it did not put too much energy into the central part of the elf-controlled area.

Therefore, this time, the 10th Army commanded by Allen, the 7th Army commanded by Eric, and the 3rd Army commanded by Strauss were approaching the city of Matus and preparing to attack the elven capital of Roslaina.

The three armies approached Matsus, and the elves had no troops to organize a new line of defense: countless coalition forces were surrounded and annihilated on the way to defeat. Now, in almost all directions, the Tang army can be said to have reaped great rewards.

About 200 million allied soldiers became Tang prisoners, and that was only because the battle lasted only 21 days. As time went on, everyone knew that the number of Tang prisoners would definitely exceed million, or even million.

The coalition forces have assembled more than 600 million troops along the long border defense line, but now it seems that these troops are just sending heads. The huge force has not formed an advantage, but has become a burden on logistics supply and command and dispatch.

In fact, not many troops were actually destroyed by the Tang army. Most of the troops were inexplicably scattered. They could only retreat desperately, hoping to regroup in a safe place.

But the problem was that the Tang army was advancing faster than they were retreating, so they had no time to catch their breath and no place to gather.

As they ran, the commanders of these troops found that they had lost their supplies, burned out their fuel, exhausted their ammunition... and even couldn't find more than half of their soldiers.

It would have been better for them to hold on to their positions. After running all the way, they had already lost their fighting capacity and became fish on the chopping board. They had no capital to fight back and the only option left was to surrender in an embarrassing manner.

As a result, the Tang army kept advancing forward, with the endless number of allied prisoners behind them. These prisoners were wearing various military uniforms, had no weapons, and walked on both sides of the road in a dusty state.

The middle of the road must be given to the advancing mechanized forces of the Tang army. Anyone who is not afraid of death and dares to occupy the transportation road will surely suffer a fate worse than inciting the prisoners to riot.

Because of the chaos, there were also vicious incidents where crazy Allied prisoners tried to rob the Tang army's logistics troops. However, after thousands of mob soldiers were defeated by a platoon of Tang army's logistics troops, similar incidents never happened again.

There was no way around it. The Tang army's logistics troops also had heavy machine guns mounted on their transport trucks. Those seemingly harmless drivers and porters consumed far more bullets in their training every year than the coalition's most elite main forces.

Those top-level submachine guns that could not be used on the front battlefield were placed in the most convenient position in the transport vehicles. No matter from which angle, they were much more powerful than the bayonets and pistols hidden in the hands of the prisoners.

The order Strauss gave to all the troops was very cold: Don't stop just because there are too many prisoners. If the prisoners cooperate, let them roll to the sides of the road; if they don't cooperate, let the tanks run over them...

This is not a joke. Once the Tang army went into a frenzy on the battlefield, they were indeed ruthless and did not recognize any relatives or friends. If they were civilians, it might be okay, but if there were any idiots in military uniforms blocking their way, they would be crushed in an instant.

Despite this, the countless captives still caused great trouble to the Tang army's advance: these captives took up transportation capacity and consumed a large amount of supplies.

It was impossible to let these prisoners walk back to the prisoner-of-war camp on an empty stomach: therefore, the Tang army had to arrange soldiers to guard the prisoners, organize supplies for them, and tolerate them occupying some roads.

No matter how reluctant they were, they had to let these captives march in groups near the road. If they were allowed to move further away from the road, they would scatter. Soldiers without discipline would be much more difficult to deal with than captives, and that would only cause the Tang army to waste more manpower to clean up the mess.

So no matter how they were arranged, these captives would cause a lot of trouble for the Tang army's advance. Finally, after advancing for 22 consecutive days, the main force of the Tang army had to take the initiative to stop and rest.

"Damn... two million... that's really a lot." Strauss walked into his temporary command post, waved to the non-commissioned officers and officers who stood up to salute, walked to the map table and placed the telescope on it.

He just went to see the prisoners of war passing by. It was a huge black mass with no end in sight. The accompanying officer said that these prisoners were from one unit and there were as many as 2 of them.

An entire army of elves surrendered without much resistance. What was even more ridiculous was that since Strauss's troops had broken through the coalition's defenses, they hadn't captured any decent heavy weapons and equipment for a long time.

The surrendered troops, whether human or elf, had few cars and motorcycles, and even fewer heavy artillery and tanks. I don't know if the coalition forces were crazy, forming a bunch of useless light infantry, and sending them to the battlefield to die without even completing training.

"The problem is that these prisoners have seriously disrupted our marching speed." The staff officer complained helplessly: "They didn't do it on purpose, did they? These guys surrendering is more effective than resisting with guns."

He was not bragging. In fact, if Strauss's vanguard troops stationed 20,000 people in a certain position to resist, they could probably be wiped out in an hour... But now that these 20,000 people had surrendered, it would probably take seven or eight hours to accommodate them, including providing them with food and water.

"Stop thinking about it, get those prisoners away quickly! Resume the advance as soon as possible! Don't give the elves any chance to breathe. This kind of mobile warfare is more suitable for us." Strauss was naturally unwilling to invest too much in positional warfare. Almost all of his troops' casualties occurred in the first ten days, which happened to be the time for the siege... After breaking through the defense line and starting to charge in the later stage, the number of casualties in his troops was calculated by "individuals" every day.

Now his troops are only a few dozen kilometers away from the elven town of Mats. If he tries hard, he will be able to have dinner in the city at this time tomorrow.

  He had fought for a long time before getting the chance to fight on the front line of the East Continent. You know, Bolton is still bored in the West Continent! If he can't make achievements, then wouldn't he have worked in vain?

Obviously, taking down Mats and advancing into Joslina was what Strauss should do. Thinking of this, he immediately instructed the liaison officer beside him: "Contact the reconnaissance troops at the front. If they have enough fuel, go to Mats first to check the situation."

"If you encounter a counterattack from the enemy, don't get entangled. If you don't encounter a counterattack... then control that place first!" He thought for a while and decided to let the front-line troops be more flexible: "The rest of the troops continue to rest and wait! Request the Air Force to conduct reconnaissance near Matus to see if there are any signs of large-scale activities of the elves."

If the elves were really determined to defend Mats, then he would wait for the main force, and let the troops rest. After running for more than 20 days, they only rested for one day. The whole army was still a little tired, so it was necessary to stop and take a look at the situation.

"Yes!" The liaison officer immediately began to convey orders: Tang Jun's communication system is very advanced, and it is even equipped with many computers that can assist in many tasks.

After having various advantages, the Tang army could almost be said to be unscrupulous. Whether it was communication, intelligence transmission, or the dispatch of troops for coordination and cooperation, it was countless times smoother than the coalition forces.

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In the city of Mats, an old elf noble dressed in brocade and silk was helped by a waiter into a valuable Rolls-Royce. Sitting on the other side was a graceful and elegant woman, covered in jewels.

Seeing her husband getting in the car, the woman finally spoke hesitantly: "Honey, can't we just not leave?"

"What do you know... Don't you want to leave? If you don't leave, our whole family will die." The old man snorted, leaned back in his seat, and waved to the driver in front and the butler in the passenger seat.

The car started and moved forward slowly. Behind the car were two trucks with several boxes full of money and treasures, as well as carefully selected loyal guards.

The Tang Empire had never concealed its crimes, especially in its liquidation of the old nobility and gentry landlords. Wherever the Tang army went, they would judge the landlords and gentry who oppressed the common people, and help the common people divide up the land of these landlords.

Therefore, landlords who knew this information early on would often run away with whatever property they could take away. Although this would result in heavy losses, they could at least save their lives.

"Do these humans understand the rules? These lands are legal properties, why do they..." The woman was still reluctant to give up her family property: You must be kidding, no one can give up two-thirds of their wealth in one go.

"Madam! Why? If I can reason with those demons, then why should I donate money to the border defense line?" The old man interrupted the woman. If the Tang people did not insist on distributing the land to civilians free of charge, wouldn't things be simple?

If the Tang people were willing to compromise with the landlords, even if they had to extort some money and take away a little bit of land, they would not be reluctant to do so... Then they could just snatch it from those powerless and unruly people and cheat them...

But…but those demons had no intention of letting them go from the beginning! If everything was not negotiable, he would never have been willing to take out 1000 gold coins and donate them to the military to build that thing called border defense line.

At that time, everyone was donating. Everyone was afraid that the Tang people would attack, so everyone paid. Everyone roughly estimated that the fundraising was probably several hundred million gold coins, which can be said to be sufficient funds.

But who knows where those damned military bastards spent all their money! The so-called impregnable border defense line was penetrated by the Tang people in just over ten days.

"Those parasites! They must have taken all our money, otherwise how could the Tang people get here so quickly!" The old nobleman became more and more angry as he thought about it, and finally he started cursing. At this time, his expensive car squeezed through the fleeing crowd and drove towards the wider road outside the city.

Hearing about the donation, the woman felt even more distressed. Although she was rich and her husband was also rich, they were not willing to spend money for nothing!

Especially paying money to support those greedy officers! These people are shameless on weekdays, always extorting money in various ways, either asking them to pay money or asking them to provide labor, and there are always countless excuses to come to the door, which is so annoying.

This morning, they heard an inside story that the two division commanders who were supposed to defend the city both deserted the battlefield because they were afraid of fighting.

Now the soldiers defending the city were without a commander and were in complete disarray. The original 30,000 city guards were reduced to only a few thousand in a few days, and the remaining ones had no fighting power at all.

If they did not run away at this time, it would be too late to run away when the Tang army arrived. Therefore, many civilians who believed that the Tang army was brutal and often massacred the city and killed prisoners began to run out of the city, and the nobles were even more worried.

Those who are capable have already fled, and the rest are those who are not very capable: they are not so well-informed, and their wealth is highly tied to land and real estate, so they will naturally run much slower.

Unlike those great nobles who could just leave with stock checks and the like, that was so cool.

Standing in front of the French window of the City Lord's Mansion, the City Lord of Mats looked down at the noisy crowd outside the gate, with no expression on his face. After the two division commanders ran away, he knew that Mats was finished.

Someone just brought him a message: some armored vehicles of the Tang army appeared only a dozen kilometers away from Mats.

The Tang army had already arrived, but none of the elven troops that were supposed to gather around had arrived: the garrison had lost contact, and there were only a few deserters. The entire Mats was like any other city, without any defenses, waiting for the enemy to arrive.

"Ah..." After sighing, he turned around and looked at the housekeeper waiting at the door: "Is everything arranged at home?"

The butler bowed his head and replied, "Yes, sir. The woman and the young masters left safely yesterday. The family guards followed them, please rest assured."

"Let the messenger go and tell His Majesty that I have failed his trust." The city lord waved his hand, looking reluctant: "Let someone hang the prepared white flag on the top of the city..."

(End of this chapter)