Alien Arms Empire.

Chapter 1822 1823 The Elves Surrendered

"Surrender?" When Kaleb realized what was happening, he asked in an unbelievable tone. He didn't know how he had survived the past seven or eight days, but he still remembered the suffering he had endured during those days.

The soldiers following him fell one after another, and those familiar faces all turned into cold corpses in the ruins.

  If the order to surrender had been issued earlier, wouldn't those young lives he was familiar with have not died so humbly in an unknown corner?

He glanced at Egor who was drinking water, and suddenly couldn't hold back his tears. Yes, he cried, he cried unrestrainedly, not even willing to hide his embarrassment.

"Wu... Wu... Ah..." He cried louder and louder. At this time, Aigle put down the kettle, squatted on the ground and looked sad.

Unlike the soldiers in front of them, the two of them had truly seen the cruelty of the battlefield. Many of the soldiers in front of them had just been transferred and had never faced the terrifying Tang army.

They had never fought before, so they could not understand the despair and helplessness. However, after hearing the news of surrender, the tense nerves of Kelb and Egor, who had escaped all the way here, quickly broke.

In the past few days, they have searched for bullets on corpses, and stolen food from empty kitchens. They would lie down in an empty room to sleep because they were tired, and would flee in panic like frightened birds after hearing gunshots.

During their escape, they had seen Tang's remote-controlled aircraft crash into friendly troops in the trenches, and had seen the bodies of officers shot dead by Tang's snipers. Similarly, they had heard the whistling of giant shells flying overhead, and had felt the terrifying tremors of the earth when shells exploded.

One look at their iron-grey uniforms covered in blood and dirt will tell you how miserably they have endured these past few days.

  Now that the war is over and the Yangmu Empire has surrendered unconditionally, how can they not vent the emotions that have been suppressed for so long?

"His Majesty the Emperor has announced unconditional surrender! All soldiers of the Yangmu Empire, please lay down your weapons immediately after hearing the order, cooperate with the Tang Empire army, and do not continue to resist! Do not continue to resist!" An armored vehicle with a loudspeaker drove through the street, and the sound of the broadcast echoed in the dull air.

Wherever the armored vehicles passed, the elven civilians came out of the ruins or intact buildings and walked onto the streets, numbly waiting for the arrival of the new rulers.

They didn't have to wait too long, and the soldiers of the Tang Empire soon came along the road. On both sides of the Dongfeng Warrior jeep, the Tang soldiers holding assault rifles walked very relaxedly. They had won once, and they conquered another country for His Majesty the Emperor.

The elf soldiers who stopped resisting put down their weapons one after another and stood by the roadside waiting for the arrival of the Tang army soldiers. This scene continued until the gate of the palace, where the most elite guards of the elves piled their weapons in front of a Type 96 main battle tank.

The human soldiers standing on both sides of the tank wore thermal imagers, tactical vests, and had packages hanging in front and back, looking like alien visitors.

A battalion commander of the Tang Army Armored Reconnaissance Battalion named Xu Qing became the first Tang Empire soldier to enter the Elf Palace after its surrender.

On the street not far away, facing the Tang soldiers who had confiscated their guns and put down their weapons, Kalbu and Egle suddenly felt a sense of relief.

They stood on the side of the road, in the sun, watching the Tang soldiers patrolling the streets, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

The Tang army soldiers did not make things difficult for them. They just let them blend in with groups of prisoners and slowly walked towards the prisoner-of-war camp outside the city.

With their eyes red from crying, Kaleb and Egole looked at the strange city and the soldiers on the streets, their hearts filled with confusion and anxiety. They didn't know what was waiting for them, but at least they were still alive.

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In the back seat of a jeep more than 500 kilometers away, a slender elf general was lying there to rest.

An elf officer hurriedly walked to the side of the car with a telegram in his hand, lowered his voice, and called out carefully: "Marshal! Marshal Felix! A call from the Imperial Capital... The interference has stopped, and we have received a telegram from the Imperial Capital."

Felix opened his eyes, got up tiredly, and took the telegram from the other party. As soon as he saw the first line, his eyes widened and all sleepiness disappeared instantly: His Majesty the Emperor has surrendered unconditionally, and the imperial capital has fallen.

He gathered troops and recruited new soldiers along the way, and finally formed an army of more than 100,000 people. He was preparing to rush to the imperial capital as quickly as possible to reinforce, but before he got close to the imperial capital, he heard the news of the country's demise.

Marshal Felix looked at the telegram in his hand expressionlessly for a long time. He never doubted the content of the telegram, because he knew very well that the empty imperial capital could not be defended for long, and it would not be surprising if Emperor Yangmu I surrendered at any time.

But... he still felt it was a pity. He should have been in the imperial capital to help the emperor share his worries, and he should have stood guard for the empire in the imperial capital for the last time.

He raised his head and looked around. The atmosphere in the tent was depressing and dull. Several old subordinates who had followed him for many years lowered their heads and said nothing. They were all experienced generals, but at this moment, they were as dejected as eggplants hit by frost.

It seems that the news of surrender has spread. It is normal to think that once the Tang army stops electromagnetic interference, radio communication will be very convenient.

Felix took a deep breath. He knew that they had already lost this war, completely. From the beginning, they should not have made this choice, and should not have sent so many young lives to a battlefield where they were bound to lose.

The Tang Empire, the powerful empire of the Western Continent, was far more powerful and terrifying than they had imagined.

"Everyone," Felix said in a low and hoarse voice, "I'm sure everyone has read the contents of the telegram. It's time to end this farce."

He threw the telegram in his hand on the table. "His Majesty the Emperor has decided to surrender. The other armies of the Empire have ceased fire. We must also lay down our arms."

There was dead silence in the tent, no one spoke, but Flix could feel the despair and sadness in the air.

"I know this is hard to accept," Felix's voice was bitter, as if every word was a torture for him: "We were unable to prevent the demise of the empire. The reality is cruel. We were defeated, defeated by the human emperor." "Marshal." An old veteran raised his head, his eyes full of bloodshot, "We still have a chance, we can keep fighting, we can..."

"Alright! Stop talking." Felix suddenly interrupted the officer who was still unwilling to accept defeat: "Stop fooling yourself! We have no chance! What will happen if we continue to fight? Follow those human troops and flee south? Don't be silly, continuing to resist will only cause more casualties!"

"And... these are meaningless casualties." After saying this, he sighed, and all the officers lowered their heads in frustration. The bitterness of failure was indeed hard for them to swallow.

The crowd surrounding the jeep fell silent again. Felix's words were like a hammer, shattering the last glimmer of hope in their hearts.

"Pass the order down," Felix's voice was tired and weak, "Let all the troops we can find lay down their weapons immediately and stop resisting immediately... We surrender."

The order was quickly passed down, and the entire military camp fell into a dead silence. The soldiers silently put down their weapons, and almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The veterans among them had retreated all the way from Hot Wind Port to Osa, and then retreated here. They had seen the strength of the Tang army, so naturally they were unwilling to continue fighting with the Tang army.

As for those elf soldiers with hollow eyes, as if they had lost their souls, they were obviously new recruits. They felt that their country was still strong, and they were once proud elf warriors, but now they had become losers, lambs to be slaughtered, so they were somewhat unwilling to accept it.

But they had no choice because their emperor had already ordered surrender, so they could only hand over their weapons.

These people have not received much training. Without the support of the veterans, they might not even be able to march.

At the same time, the armies of other countries deployed in the Elf region also received the news of Yangmu Empire's surrender. This news was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for them, and they fell into complete despair.

They had originally hoped to rely on the help of the Yangmu Empire's army to resist the attack of the Tang Empire. Now that the elves' troops have surrendered, they have become isolated and have completely lost hope.

As a guest army, they can no longer get material support from the elves, and the journey home is full of difficulties... The biggest problem is that the Tang army can now focus all its energy on hunting down these human troops.

Without the constraints of the elven army, the Tang army would definitely abandon those elves that had stopped resisting and speed up their march southward.

"Damn it! These damn elves!" The general of the Susas Empire roared and tore the map in his hand into pieces. "They actually surrendered like this! How dare they!"

"General, what should we do now?" an adjutant asked, his voice full of fear. "To put it in an extreme way, we have been surrounded and our supplies are almost cut off. Now..."

"Retreat! Retreat immediately!" The general of the Susas Empire gnashed his teeth and said, "We can't stay here and wait to die! Pass the order down, the entire army retreats south! As many as possible will be retreated!"

Susas's troops retreated all the way from Osa to here. In fact, they were exhausted and most of the troops had scattered.

These troops were elite troops assembled by the Susas Empire, and their combat effectiveness was relatively strong. However, due to the lack of communication means and heavy losses in weapons and equipment, their combat effectiveness had almost collapsed. It was impossible to expect them to hold their positions, and it was actually difficult to ask them to run faster.

The biggest problem is actually the railway: the Yangmu Empire has surrendered, so the railway line built by the elves in the Yangmu Empire can no longer be used.

The other party would definitely not cooperate with the army of the Susas Empire, nor would it be possible for them to allocate transportation capacity to help the Susas troops move quickly south along the railway.

So Susas's troops could only rely on themselves and the limited number of vehicles they were equipped with to transport their troops.

This was not feasible: without gasoline supplies, Susas's troops would quickly run out of fuel reserves and become paralyzed halfway.

Want to leave? That's fine! Then we have to abandon the car and the artillery towed behind it, leaving only the light infantry to walk south and back to the Susas Empire on foot.

As long as we reach the territory of the Susas Empire, everything will be fine: at least we are back in our own country and supplies can be restored to normal.

Similar scenes were staged in the barracks of the Lions Empire and the Dorne Empire. A mood of despair spread among the coalition forces. The once large-scale coalition forces had now become a lost dog, fleeing in a panic. And all of this was because of the emperor from the East, the man named Tang Mo.

"Send out the cavalry! They are the only ones who can run faster now." After being angry for a while, General Susas finally calmed down.

He still wanted to struggle and was not ready to surrender immediately, so he came up with a good idea that could at least solve the urgent needs of his troops: "Let the cavalry notify the elven towns and villages along the way! Tell them to prepare gasoline, fuel, and food supplies! Otherwise, we will not be polite to them!"

The best solution the general could think of was actually robbery. If they could force the elven towns along the way to provide gasoline and food, then they would be able to escape south faster.

"Sir... If we really get entangled with the local elves' troops in this kind of situation, our situation may not be very good. What if the Tang army catches up..." an officer reminded in a low voice.

The elves surrendered, which meant that the elves' lands under their feet now belonged to the Tang Empire. If something really happened, and the Tang army got really angry, it would be difficult to deal with.

"Ahem..." General Susas also realized that if they really angered the Tang army chasing behind them, they might really be in trouble. So he coughed awkwardly and cancelled his order: "Then... let the cavalry inform the elves along the way, tell them that we are just borrowing the road to leave, and will not disturb them, and ask them not to obstruct."

"Yes." His men immediately lowered their heads and went to convey the order.