Chapter 18101811 Defending Mattes
After all, time was not on the side of the coalition forces. The collapse of the frontline troops was so sudden and so fast that the Tang army had already rushed to a certain city. The troops in that city had not been able to figure out why they had become a frontline city in the blink of an eye.
Because it was so hasty, the elves didn't even prepare anything like a follow-up battle plan: they had been thinking of ways to strengthen the defense on the front line, and had no intention of focusing on the deployment of the rear.
Now, after the Tang army penetrated the first-line defense system, the troops behind the coalition forces were like ants on a hot pot, unable to do anything but crawl around.
Flix is trying to organize a new defense, but his efforts are doomed to be in vain: now that the Tang army has spread like a flood, it seems that the coalition forces have long been unable to stop their attack.
Within two days of the complete collapse of the northern defense line, Feng Kezhi's troops captured about 30,000 coalition soldiers, Ying'an's troops captured about 20,000 prisoners, and Strauss's troops also added 20,000 to the prisoner of war camp. Burden... Tiger was even more exaggerated. His troops disarmed 50,000 elven soldiers in two days.
It is now the 10th day since the defense line collapsed. Flix himself has retreated to the Osa military port. The coalition's defense line has completely disappeared. All the Tang troops have crossed the border and entered the Elf region.
As of this day, Feng Kezhi's troops had captured 100,000 prisoners, Ying'an's troops had captured 110,000, Strauss's troops had captured 120,000, and Tiger's troops had captured 100,000.
In other words, not counting those killed in battle, the coalition had already lost 430,000 troops in just ten days of fighting. Many of these troops are experienced veterans, and these troops themselves are also the main front-line troops with relatively strong combat effectiveness.
Most of the defeated coalition forces have lost their original organizational structure. Division commanders and corps commanders may only be able to find their own guard troops, which have long lost their combat capabilities.
Countless soldiers were scattered across a vast area. They didn't know what was going on, and they didn't know where they should run. They crowded together in a noisy manner, and then became soldiers and bandits who searched and plundered everywhere.
Elf troops are not the only ones fighting in the elven region. There are also a small number of dwarf troops and a large number of human troops.
In the past, these troops were restrained, and the situation was naturally not bad. But now that they have completely messed up, some things that should not have happened have begun to happen.
Once discipline is lost, once deterrence is lost, a group of lunatics armed with weapons can become the most dangerous thing in the world. As the saying goes, a thief passes like a soldier passing through a grate, and the elves' villages and towns were transformed from the human world into **** in an instant.
However, the elves were relatively lucky, because the defeat of these troops was much faster than the previous defeat of the dwarf troops, so the damage suffered by these elven civilians was obviously much less than the disaster suffered by the civilians in the dwarf area.
Many places were occupied by the Tang army before they could be looted by the defeated troops... The local elves even warmly welcomed those who protected them after seeing the refugees and survivors who had fled from other places. Soldiers of the Tang Empire.
The scene is so chaotic, and things are so fantastic. In order to maintain an extremely fast advancement speed, the Tang Empire even directly dispatched some helicopter landing troops to cooperate with paratroopers to directly capture some traffic arteries.
The elven cities that showed no resistance at all hung up white flags and surrendered, and some civil unrest even occurred at most field airports: the security infantry stationed near the airport directly took control of the airport and gave all coalition pilots two choices: immediately. Leave or stay and surrender.
Most of the pilots chose to surrender. They sat in the canteen of the airport and waited patiently for the Tang army to come over and confiscate their weapons.
The various types of fighter jets parked at the airport are still in operational condition, including Sabres, 104s, 262s, Mirages and other weird models.
Even the soldiers from the Tang Army who came to take over the airport saw J-6 modifications. These aircraft were all obtained from the dwarves, and it was difficult to take off for combat due to lack of parts and so on.
On the 19th day when the Tang army stormed forward and occupied many elven cities, Marshal Flix left the Ossa military port: he originally hoped to organize troops there to continue resisting, but the Tang army troops fought near Ossa, where he The plan to recruit troops failed.
Tang's tanks drove into the Ossa military port with red dragon flags. The approximately 100,000 coalition troops that had finally been assembled dispersed and did not even mount a decent resistance.
Only some Elf defenders on duty at the pier opened fire on the Tang army, and then they were all wiped out. The red dragon flag representing the Tang Empire was also raised on the pier.
Flix continued to retreat towards the imperial capital Joselaina with the remaining defeated troops. At this time, Emperor Yangmu I's order for the troops to defend Matas was finally sent to Matus, the largest city in the central elves.
There are currently about 30,000 troops here, and the main force has long been mobilized. The current city lord is still a high-level noble. He did not run away after hearing His Majesty the Emperor's order, but he does not have the ability to hold on to such a large city.
“Two divisions of city guards don't have any decent fortifications...how can we defend it?” The division commanders of the two city guards and the city lord of Matas City were asked anxiously. He is not good at the military, so he wants to hear the opinions of professionals.
When the two elven city defense commanders heard the news that the Tang army was approaching Mattes, their expressions were extremely ugly. They both believed that there was no hope of defending the city they were in now.
"Lord City Lord, we only have two divisions. We are asked to do things that millions of troops on the front line cannot do... Isn't it a bit unrealistic?" A city guard division commander whispered unhappily. asked.
"I also know that this request is difficult, but the country is in trouble, and Your Majesty needs a city to withstand the Tang Army's offensive..." The city lord of Mattes City explained helplessly: "Is there a possibility that the Tang Army was unable to supply supplies or something else? Why did you stop?"
"It may be possible, but even if we are given a few days, the situation will not improve. Do you think we can build fortifications, recruit soldiers, and turn Matus into a fortress in a few days? "The same commander of the city guard continued to speak and shattered the city lord's hopes.
How could the Tang army just stop at Mattes? If they stopped before reaching Matus, what does the credit have to do with them? If the Tang army continues to advance after reaching Matus, wouldn't they all be buried with the emperor's stupid order?
The other division commander on the side has been silent and seems to be very honest. So the Lord City Lord looked at the division commander again, regained hope and asked, "What do you think? Are we going to surrender without a fight like other cities?"
"Your Majesty, City Lord, I have been greatly favored by your Majesty, so I should naturally obey your orders. Your Majesty asked me to defend Matas, and I will just carry out the order." The division commander raised his head and replied as if he had made a lot of determination.
"Okay! Then your troops will be deployed in the northwest and northeast! Another division will be deployed in the southeast and southwest! Since we are highly valued by Your Majesty, we must repay His Majesty's kindness! Life and death are no longer important, for the Yangmu Empire! For the Yangmu Empire! Your Majesty! Fight to the death!" "Alas..." The division commander who had just spoken first, feeling that there was no difference between defending the city and dying, sighed, shook his head, stood up and walked out.
"For Your Majesty! Long live Your Majesty!" Another division commander stood at attention and saluted, and followed him out of the hall of the City Lord's Mansion.
The division commander who walked out first stopped and glanced at his colleague who came out later, glared at him dissatisfied, then got into the jeep and drove away without looking back.
In the car, the waiting adjutant asked nervously: "Commander, what is going on? We are not allowed to stop the Tang army here, are we?"
"There is no way... His Majesty the Emperor's order is this. Can I refuse?" The division commander sitting in the back seat of the car kept complaining: "Damn it, there are only 8,000 people and not much ammunition. How can we fight this battle?"
The adjutant sitting in the co-pilot had a frown on his face. If they fought to the death with the Tang army here, they would most likely not survive. If they could hold out for a day, the millions of troops on the border defenses would not collapse so quickly.
The division commander who came out later also got into the jeep, then lit a cigarette and waved his hand to the driver to drive. His car started and lurched in the other direction.
“Division commander, let's go back to the division headquarters?” The adjutant, who was also on the co-pilot, turned around and asked his superior: “Or?”
“Let's go to No. 93 Street first.” He threw the cigarette that he had only taken two puffs out of the car window irritably. The division commander who had just said that he would fulfill His Majesty the Emperor's orders to the death narrowed his eyes.
As soon as he heard about Street 93, the adjutant understood what was going on: his master had a private house on Street 93. Jin Wuzang raised a pair of twin sisters and hid a lot of money there...
Since we went there as soon as possible, my master must have already arranged an escape route.
The next day, the division commander in charge of the southern defense line walked into the building of the city lord's palace with a sullen face, carrying the defense plan he had stayed up late to write. A noncommissioned officer hurriedly passed him by, without even paying him a military salute.
Sighed, he walked into the office of the Lord of the City, and saw the Lord of the City who also had not slept well all night: "Sir, Lord of the City, here is my defense plan, please..."
"Denver ran away." Before he could finish speaking, the city lord raised his head. His expression looked extremely bad, as if he had aged ten years overnight.
"The 1st Division of the City Guards is finished." He stood up with a wry smile and walked to the commander of the 2nd Division of the City Guards who was stunned and didn't know what to say: "It collapsed overnight. More than 15,000 There are only about 1,900 people left."
“Is Danfort crazy?” The commander of the 2nd Division could not believe his ears. Although he was unwilling to defend Mattes, he had never thought of escaping. He really didn't expect that his colleagues who usually seemed to be upright and upright would actually run away from the battlefield.
When he just heard the news that the 1st Division was finished, he thought that the Tang army had reached the door, so the 1st Division was defeated. But what he didn't expect was that the commander of the 1st Division ran away on his own, and in order to delay the attack, the entire 1st Division collapsed.
"It is not a pity that he died! The empire will not let him go! Your Majesty will definitely execute him! Don't worry about that **** for now... now... what should we do?" Obviously, the city lord has lost his mind. He walked up to the commander of the 2nd Division and grabbed the other man's arm, as if he was grabbing a life-saving straw.
"Here, here is the plan I wrote overnight..." Feeling a bit at a loss, the commander of the 2nd Division of the City Guard handed the document in his hand to the city lord: "Maybe, it needs to be revised again now."
"It doesn't matter! It doesn't matter! I will recruit laborers and cooperate with you as much as possible..." The city lord finally found a direction to do things, and drove back to his position with a smile.
However, before he sat down, he exclaimed: "What? One hundred and fifty thousand laborers?... This, this is too much."
"Lord City Lord, that's the number of workers for my division to build the defense line. If we include the north, it will be at least 350,000..." the commander of the 2nd Division explained sheepishly.
The city lord wanted to curse, but he thought that the only one he could rely on now was the officer in front of him, so he swallowed the words when they came to his lips: "I... I will try my best to cooperate, try my best, try my best."
Coming out of the city lord's mansion, the commander of the 2nd Division of the City Guards looked even more ugly. He got back into his car, and it took him a long time to hold back from swearing.
"Division commander, has the city lord agreed to our request?" The adjutant turned around and asked very worriedly: In his opinion, as long as the city lord is not crazy, he will definitely not recruit 150,000 workers to build the trench defense line.
“He actually agreed.” The commander of the 2nd Division, sitting in the back row, replied with a snort.
His answer made the adjutant widen his eyes in surprise: "Really, really? Division commander?"
"The problem is." The commander of the 2nd Division continued helplessly: "Denver ran away and escaped from the city overnight."
"Denver..." The adjutant was about to ask who Danver was, but then he immediately responded: "What? Division Commander Danver has run away?"
"Yes, most of the 1st Division has also fled. Now we are the only ones defending the city." The commander of the 2nd Division looked out the window.
"Then, Commander, what should we do?" The adjutant asked, completely confused and at a loss.
"What else can we do? Go to Mimosa Road..." The commander of the 2nd Division gave an address that both the driver and the adjutant were very familiar with: the home of the commander of the 2nd Division, which is right there.
Hearing this order, the driver and the adjutant breathed a sigh of relief... It seems that they don't have to die here.
Chapter end
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