I picked up the dragon girl at the beginning and I used artillery fire to liberate the other world

[The entire Fifth Division held the Black Iron Fort for 24 hours, fighting to the death and sacrificing all their lives]

[Currently in the southern theater, the 6th Division of Istria City, the 7th Division of Dawn City, the 8th Division of Xingyao City, and the 9th Division of Cuilan City have arrived at the Dawn Fortress and have joined up with the 10th Division! ]

[Black Iron Castle, the people of Dawn Fortress have been prepared to evacuate, and the defense fortifications have been basically completed! ]

[General Loran, the current commander of the Southern Theater, is fully deploying troops from various cities. The First, Second, and Third Armies are successively setting out to assemble at the Dawn Fortress. They are bound to block the foreign enemies outside the Dawn Fortress and consume the enemy's manpower.]

Listening to Gray's report, Bai Yan nodded slightly, "Notify the car factory to stop all orders and start the tank production line running 24 hours a day.

All artillery shell production lines in the arsenal were put into operation, and the La-7 fighter was built directly and put into combat first, and improved during actual combat.

After saying all this, Bai Yan quietly looked at Gray's hurried back. His black pupils were terrifyingly calm, but there was a faint flame of anger in that deep black.

Although it has only been developed for less than a year, the industrialization level of the Baiyan Empire is advancing at an almost incredible speed across millions of square kilometers of land across the country.

If the current Baiyan Empire fully prepares for war, it can produce thirty tanks, three hundred howitzers, five thousand artillery shells, and one hundred thousand bullets a day.

As for the La-7 fighter production line, it has just been established and there are only three of them, but it can still produce three aircraft a day.

The baptism of war had just passed, and the already corrupt and weak empire seemed to be regarded as a sweet potato by those vicious dogs, who wanted to tear off a large piece of fat and swallow it all into their stomachs.

Bai Yan is not a good man. Since the enemy has already taken action, he will not hold back. When an industrial power is truly operating for war, you will understand what a war machine is.

The big rock of the demon clan is still pressing on Bai Yan's chest. Now he just wants to crush the so-called Asura Empire as quickly as possible and let the world know that the Bai Yan Empire is no longer a soft persimmon, and not someone who can be invaded by anyone.

This time, Bai Yan did not let Alicia or the legendary saint-level powerhouses around him go to the front line. He wanted to let the world know that the so-called legendary powerhouses are also flesh and blood, and mortals can also kill them.

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With roaring engines running at high speed, hundreds of Tiger heavy tanks were traveling on a large open space south of the Dawn Fortress.

Camouflaged heavy tanks are scattered all over the land. Just looking at them from afar, you can feel an indestructible sense of oppression.

Behind each tank were a dozen or so soldiers in camouflage uniforms and fully equipped with ammunition. All of them had anger burning in their chests.

Black Iron Castle, the town where His Majesty Bai Yan lived and where the War of Liberation was launched, had now disappeared into the hands of the enemy.

They are here to avenge their brothers from the Fifth Division!

Three divisions, more than 50,000 troops, infantry and tanks were moving in coordination on this vast plain. The artillery positions in the rear had been set up, with a total of a thousand artillery pieces. A round of salvo fire was enough to turn the entire land into scorched earth.

“General Lorain, as per your orders, the 7th Armored Division and the 6th and 8th Combined Divisions are advancing south.

The 9th and 10th Divisions are advancing stealthily on both wings, waiting to be outflanked."

The reporting soldier lowered his head, not daring to look at General Loran in front of him, and just reported loudly the military situation on the front line.

"I understand. You can go down."

The voice that echoed like the ethereal sound of a clear spring sounded a little tired. The soldier did not dare to say more. He stood up and slowly walked out of the command center.

Taking a deep puff of the cigarette in his hand, Luo Lan slowly stood up, walked to the window sill and looked to the south. Her short blue hair just reached her neck, her delicate face was white and flawless, and her eyes were as deep as an eagle. At first glance, she looked heroic and neat.

And this is indeed the case.

Lorraine Cecil, a man with full marks in military assessment, who was a genius who wiped out 400,000 enemy troops with a force of 100,000 in a military exercise and had mastered the use of various military strategies and arms.

He was personally appointed by Bai Yan as the supreme commander of the Southern Theater, and he rose to become a great general admired by everyone.

However, such a great general was disapproved by many people, all because she was a woman, and a woman with no magical talent at all.

In the past, leading an army into battle depended on bravery, but now a weak woman had become a general with hundreds of thousands of troops under her command. There were all kinds of doubts for a while, but because it was Bai Yan's order, no one dared to say anything openly.

Putting out the half-smoked cigarette in his hand, Roland walked to the map and looked at it seriously.

Not only does she want to win this war, but she also wants to win it beautifully. It's not that she wants to prove anything for herself, but she does it for His Majesty Bai Yan, who has overcome all difficulties for her and overwhelmed all kinds of negative voices. She doesn't want to disappoint His Majesty Bai Yan.

"The La-7 fighter can use its high speed to conduct high-altitude reconnaissance. Even a legendary fighter cannot stop it at a speed of kilometers per hour.

Once the enemy's position is known, all kinds of ambushes and bombings can be carried out easily."

Luo Lan's blue eyes were empty, her brain was working at high speed, thinking about every detail on the war disk.

Victory is inevitable with the current firepower configuration, and all she has to think about is how to reach the enemy's territory as quickly as possible in the shortest time and ultimately occupy the entire Asura Empire.

Looking at the various terrains on the map, her eyes suddenly lit up when her slender white fingers pointed to a hill called Chicken Mountain between Black Iron Castle and Dawn Fortress.

The 9th and 10th Divisions on both wings were lightly equipped and have now arrived near Xiaoji Mountain, which is also the only way to reach the Dawn Fortress.

If we take a detour, the journey will take five more days, and the enemy will definitely pass by there!

Luo Lan's eyes became brighter and brighter. She took out the small notebook from the pocket of her military uniform, opened a new page and wrote:

[Closing the door to beat the dog, setting fire to the mountain]

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Although they won the first battle, Alatus showed no joy. Even the army, which had originally had high morale, was now a little depressed.

They really couldn't be happy!

In one battle, they actually lost nearly 50,000 men, while killing only about 10,000 enemies.

This huge casualty ratio was the result of their surprise attack. The branch-like weapons were too powerful, and the violent magic that fell from the sky made them pay a huge price.

Although Alatus didn't want to admit it, he still underestimated his enemy.

But even so, he still didn't want to believe that the enemy ahead would have these powerful long-range weapons.

This kind of magic device must be extremely precious, and only enemies guarding the border will be equipped with it. The enemies in the rear may not even have a decent iron sword.

You know, iron smelting is not that easy, let alone for a country that has just experienced a civil war.

As Alatus thought so, his heart was filled with confidence again.