Alien Arms Empire Chapter 1741

Chapter 17411742 A city that once witnessed its glory

It started to snow again near Ironforge, but this time the snow was very small, and there seemed to be no decent clouds in the sky. So everyone knows that this kind of snowfall will actually stop in a few hours.

The prime minister of the Ice Empire took advantage of this weather to walk out of the underground bunker and breathed in the fresh air. This kind of air was really comfortable, and the cold temperature was refreshing.

"Sir... the news just came... the 12th Army may be in danger." An officer walked out of the bunker, walked to the side of the dwarf prime minister, and reported in a low voice.

"What does it mean to be possible?" The prime minister of the Ice Empire looked at the other party and asked subconsciously. In fact, after asking, he roughly guessed the reason.

Sure enough, the other party immediately replied: "Because communications were interfered with, we only received messages from the 11th Army intermittently... The message said that the 12th Army seems to have collapsed."

"So, when can the 11th Army break through to Ironforge?" The dwarf prime minister continued to ask a question that he was very concerned about.

Because only when the breakout troops reach Ironforge can they continue to hold on here. In the past few days, they have lost several urban areas. If they continue to fight like this, their place will become the front line.

"Sir, I think... they will probably never get here." The officer hesitated for a moment, and then expressed his opinion in a small voice: "They are very tired, have no reinforcements, and are extremely short of ammunition... at any time It may all collapse.”

The prime minister was silent for a few seconds, then nodded and waved his hand to indicate that the other party could go back: "I understand, you go back first, I will continue to stand here for a while."

In fact, he was already prepared to die here, so what happened would not surprise him. But he didn't expect that the other party's progress seemed to be much faster than he expected.

The surrounding snow was not cleared because some troops reported that the area where the snow was cleared would be subject to air strikes and artillery fire from the other side, so the dwarf troops stopped clearing the snow around their bunkers.

It's actually quite comfortable to step on this kind of snow, with a soft feeling like stepping on cotton. Because of the war, a layer of dark ash fell on the snow that should have been pure white.

This is the ashes left after various things burned and exploded. They fell with the wind and covered the snow, making the snow look dirty.

But new snowfall will soon cover these black things, leaving the world still pure white.

It seemed that he could feel a little cold, and the prime minister tightened his coat with his hands. He looked at the dilapidated Ironforge in front of him, his eyes full of nostalgia.

This was the most glorious city of the dwarves. It witnessed the era when the dwarves influenced the entire Eastern Continent. It was also the most majestic spiritual totem in the hearts of the dwarves.

Now this place has turned into the most brutal battlefield, with all the streets and alleys filled with rubble and ruins. Old buildings have collapsed and new ones are dilapidated.

The soldiers who stayed here were fighting desperately, and the remaining civilians in the ruins were struggling to survive. The smoke filled the horizon and was entangled with the smoky light snow, making it difficult to see clearly.

Here, the dwarf prime minister who once thought he would definitely leave his name in history was lamenting. He assisted the king of the Ice Kingdom to defeat powerful enemies one after another, and finally established a new, united dwarf empire. Together they once again witnessed the rise of the dwarves, fought a war south against the elves, and even came close to winning.

At that time, he even thought that the Ice Empire had become a world power and no longer had to look at the faces of other races. They had already stood up.

But now everything has come to naught. The empire he built, which once seemed extremely powerful, has been in turmoil and is coming to an end.

Just as he stood here remembering the past, a dwarf general wearing a military coat walked behind him. Chief of Staff Larbu looked at the prime minister who was thinking, and chose to shut up and wait.

The prime minister, who heard the voice behind him, turned around, looked at Larbu, and showed a wry smile: "What do you want to see me for?"

Larbu organized his words before speaking: "According to reliable information, the Tang people launched a counterattack in the south, and Dalkas may... be in danger."

"We fought for ten days and occupied so many places...and then lost them all in two days?" the prime minister asked casually.

Larbu sighed awkwardly, shook his head and said, "Marshal Xieke has tried his best. There is no way we can defeat such a powerful enemy."

"Perhaps we should have chosen another path, a decent path. If that were the case, at least our people would not have to suffer today." The prime minister did not mention surrender, but Larbu knew that he was talking about surrender.

Regrettably, it is too late to surrender now, and they have missed their best opportunity. They don't have many chips in their hands, and surrendering now seems to be the only way to save their own lives.

But if you surrender at this time, you will be charged with treason. No one wants to bear such an infamy, so everyone chooses to remain silent: it means death anyway, grit your teeth and get through it.

"Sir, now we have to think carefully and continue to stick to Ironforge's battle plan. Our troops are not large to begin with, and now we have to cut off supplies. Everything is developing in the worst direction." Larb continued He opened his mouth and reminded.

The Prime Minister nodded. He knew what the consequences would be if this continued: the resistance would soon collapse, and maybe a few hours later, or maybe a few days later, the winner would be decided in the Battle of Ironforge.

"What do you think of Marshal Balov?" In the end, he didn't come up with any good countermeasures, so he asked Lal Sermon.

Larbu shook his head: "The marshal has no good solution. He just promised to stick to the order until the last moment. If the troops lose control, he has no choice."

"I hope your majesty can continue to persevere in the south. At least he is not in this encirclement." The prime minister found a comforting angle for himself, and then walked towards the entrance of the underground bunker.

The guards at the door stood at attention and saluted. About less than 30 meters away from where they stood, there was a huge snow-covered crater.

(End of chapter)

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