Chapter 202： It's all over

"Have you heard? We have declared war with Ailan Hill again." In the bleak tavern, a man from the Holy Demon Empire leaned on the bar, looking bored at the empty seats, and was so bad to himself. The business is full of despair.

He is a tavern. When the economy is good, everyone is willing to come to this tavern for a drink. Now the war has broken out. The Ailan Hill railway workers who used to visit this tavern have been massacred, so the business is deserted. Makes people want to cry.

After scolding the stupid Grand Archon a thousand times in his heart, this poor civilian of the Holy Demon Empire still chose to support the war. After all, he felt that he was a citizen of the Holy Demon Empire, not an Ailan Hiller...

There are not a few people who think like him in the small town. Everyone is unwilling to go to war with Ailan Hill, but after the war broke out, they reluctantly chose to support their motherland. They themselves or let their children go to the battlefield, to the war-torn area on the border.

I heard that Ailan Hill’s counterattack was not as fierce as expected, so in the first two days, everyone’s hanging hearts gradually eased. Many people believed that Ailan Hill’s successor was weak. There is no ability to attack the Holy Demon Empire.

There was quite a touch of escape, and everyone began to resume their daily lives. Except for the closure of a leather shoe factory in the small town, no one found any difference in life.

And that closed leather shoe factory, I heard it deserved it. The old man who ran the factory was originally the elder of the town, who was respected and made a lot of money with everyone.

But who knows that this old guy didn't know what kind of wind he smoked. When the war broke out, he hid 30 railway workers in his own factory. As a result, his neighbors reported that he had sheltered the enemy, so the old man and the 30 railway workers were burned to death by Dragon's Breath.

"Yeah, I heard that things can't be sold, the profitable business is over, and the children may go to the front line to die. This is really bad news." A man who came to drink in the pub looked sad. Said.

He had just helped out near the railway before, and he made a lot of money every day. With the money in hand, he subsidized the family and improved the living conditions of his family.

His mother was seriously ill, and it was a railroad worker who helped bring some medicine from Ailan Hill and he was cured.

On the day he was attacked by the Dragon Knight along the railway line, he was still thinking about saving people, but when he rushed to the platform, he could only find the body of the young Ailan Hill railway dispatcher.

For this matter, his mother complained to him for several days. If it weren't for staying at home, he couldn't go to the tavern to waste the little change.

You know, when there was a place to work, the money for this glass of wine was really not a big deal for him. Now it's fine. After drinking this glass of wine, maybe he will be hungry for a long time...

"Don't talk nonsense! You don't want your life?" The man who runs the tavern can't even afford to hire a bartender now. He works part-time at the bar, reaching out to stop the other party from complaining, and whispering: "Don't talk nonsense... Grab it!"

After interrupting his friend, the owner of the tavern said, "I heard that we have received the aid of the puppet empire. The army is very effective and may be able to take back the eastern provinces."

"Do you think it is possible? That place is now called Veronza! I really can't think of how we can defeat Ellen Hill." The only drinking guest shook his head, saying that he didn't believe in that at all.

He often helps out at the railway station, naturally he knows that the total amount of arms transported by Ailan Hill from Velenza to Griken every day is countless. That was a number he had never seen before, and it was shockingly large.

With his superficial insight, he can’t think of how such a terrifying army can lose the war: they have hundreds of tanks, hundreds of thousands of cars, and countless artillery and guns. The plane that obscures the sky...

He has not seen the army of the Holy Demon Empire. How can he win in front of such a powerful army? The combat effectiveness of the two sides is not in an order of magnitude at all, and the Holy Demon Empire is like a jumping clown.

"We have more magical legions than in the past. These magical legions were cultivated in the Puppet Empire!" The owner of the tavern is obviously the one who is well informed, but he has heard a lot of things from the soldiers of the Holy Demon Empire in the past.

For example, in the holy city of Bellevue in the Holy Demon Empire, the magicians who did not listen to the dispatch of the chief consul were subdued and killed. The streets were filled with blood, and many magicians lost their lives in an effort to reason.

For another example, the Holy Demon Empire once tried to attack the Veronza area and tried to retake the eastern provinces, but their offensive obviously failed, and many people were lost. The chief consul was dispatching troops and trying to reach the border area. Build a strong enough defense line.

Just like this, the civilians of the Holy Demon Empire who opened the tavern seemed to have been convinced by themselves: "Moreover, we have a stronger army, equipped with Ailan Hill's weapons. In this way, we have more than love. Lanhill is more powerful in combat."

Drinking all the wine in the glass, the drinking man doesn't want to continue arguing about this issue. He threw the money on the table and walked out of the tavern without looking back. In his opinion, this should be the last time he has come to this place for a drink. It’s one thing to have no money, and it’s one thing to have no good wine, but the host’s disagreement with his appetite is what makes him the most annoying: "This is what the chief consul said. As for what Elan Hill has ,do you know?"

As he walked out, he whispered: "They have toffee, champagne, and all kinds of delicious things. Just these, they have almost won."

Over the past year or so, in the northern part of the Holy Demon Empire, there have been many areas affected by Ailan Hill. People like the benefits of Ailan Hill. They share the various foods produced by industrial progress, and enjoy the benefits of lower food prices brought about by increased production.

The large-scale production of meat products in the grassland area, the booming fishery brought by the ocean, and the advancement in the processing technology of fresh food such as canned food in Ailan Hill have made the daily life of the Holy Demon Empire steadily improved.

Because of the convenient transportation brought by the northern railway line, the benefits of Ailan Hill have penetrated into the inner hinterland of the Holy Demon Empire. Many locals have no complaints about mortals, and even the boys of Ailan Hill have won the Holy Demon. Empire girl.

However, after the outbreak of this war, the commerce and transportation advantages in the northern part of the Holy Demon Empire ceased to exist, a large number of commodities were unsold, and the local fragile industrial environment collapsed overnight.

The depressed economy, desperate people, and the fact that I don't know when the full-scale war will truly break out, Ailan Hill's counterattack has not arrived. This also puts all the soldiers of the Saint Demon Empire on the front line under tremendous pressure.

The street outside the door was also bleak, in sharp contrast with the lively scene of people coming and going before. Why does your country want to provoke a war? Isn't it good to just live in peace with those mortals like this?

He questioned himself in his heart. The man squinted his eyes to the cloudless sky. After the rainy day, it has always been such a good weather. In the past, in such weather, I could always see the hordes of Ailan Hill. The transport plane crossed here and headed to Greken.

The -47 transport aircraft group that obscures the sky is so spectacular from a distance. But now, such a scene will never happen again. When those planes appear in the sky again, it is estimated that the Saint Demon Empire has been defeated like a mountain.

"Hey..." He sighed, and had been standing in front of the tavern unconsciously for a while. He was busy just driving, busy recalling those good times when he went to the train station before.

When he recovered, he saw two cute little boys standing in front of him. The two little boys raised their heads and squinted their eyes to the sky, as if they were looking at some very interesting scene.

He involuntarily followed and looked over, only to find that some dark shadows were flying neatly in the very high sky.

"What's that?" He narrowed his eyes further, and then vaguely saw the black shadows on the 10,000-meter altitude.

Before, he heard an officer in the train station mentioned that those planes that were not the same as the -47 transport planes, named b-17, were terrible planes that could carry many bombs.

Now, he saw these b-17s again, neatly arranged in the sky, three in a group, three in a group, dotted with dense p-51 fighter jets, slowly from the sky above this small town. Fly over.

He didn't need to see it really, he knew that the wings of these planes must be painted with beautiful golden eagle patterns. You don't need to hear the throbbing engine roar to feel the power soaring in the sky.

Ailan Hill's counterattack has begun... the war has completely broken out at this moment. Those executioners who slaughtered railroad workers will eventually know that the killing two days ago was not a war, but what happened now, at this moment, is...

"Uncle...Uncle..." The two children in front of him curiously looked at the man who looked up at the sky like them, and asked curiously: "With so many planes, where are they going to fly?"

"I don't know... But I think... wherever they go, they will be over!" The man lowered his head, looked at the two beautiful children, and replied bitterly: "Everything is over."