Nine Hundred and Thirty-One Is Still Called a Devil

He could only be exhausted to deal with it, even blocked more than a dozen swords, and couldn't even make a single counterattack. Fortunately, the long sword in his hand is relatively strong, and it has withstood so many powerful attacks without breaking.

However, because his advance was blocked, the troops behind him were already beginning to crumble.

As a commander, he also knew that he could not stay here for long, because once his troops fled, he himself would be surrounded by the enemy.

So he had no choice but to back away helplessly, widening the distance between the two sides, barely getting a chance to breathe.

"Don't even think about escaping! I want to eradicate you traitors for the origin of magic!" Seeing that his opponent was about to run away, the demon officer shouted loudly, leaned forward, and used more violent attacks to hold back the servants who wanted to retreat. Demon officer.

Obviously, this more powerful demon recalcitrant had no intention of letting the demon officer of the servant army escape at all.

As a last resort, the already weaker demon officer of the servant army had no choice but to fight. He waved the long sword in his hand, barely blocking the edge of the sword that was slashing at his body.

"Tremble! Be afraid! You traitor! A disgrace to the demons!" The powerful demon seemed to be winning, with a ferocious smile on his face.

At this moment, a row of tracer bullets shot over, knocking down several demons who were chasing and killing the servants in the distance.

The sudden attack made everyone stunned for a moment, and then the demons of the servant army saw that their reinforcements had passed them.

The regular army of the Alan Hill Empire appeared on the battlefield, and with a destructive momentum, they pressed the stubborn demons to the ground and rubbed them.

The heavy machine guns on the tank kept firing, harvesting the lives of the demons who were chasing and killing the servants.

The battle lines that were originally stalemate immediately became distinct. The disintegrated demon servant army continued to retreat, but the chasing demon army stopped its advance.

Their front line was disrupted by the tank guns of the Alan Hill Empire, and the formation that was finally organized was also destroyed by the shells fired by the 155mm caliber howitzer.

The battle on the battlefield was once again reversed. The already defeated Alan Hill troops stabilized their position, let their defeated troops pass, and easily prevented the demon recalcitrants from counterattacking.

...

"You can no longer be called demons,

In this way, it is impossible to distinguish the demons accepted by the Alan Hill Empire from the demons controlled by the source of magic. "The meeting is not over yet, Chris suggested to Aresia.

If the demons who surrendered were still called demons, it would be difficult to distinguish those demons who were unwilling to surrender.

Moreover, the word devil, the word itself represents a history that is not loved by the people of the magic continent. Retaining this name has almost no meaning other than intensifying the contradiction.

Aresia also felt that if the demons surrendered and could not be distinguished from those who did not surrender, it would leave a bad impression on people of other races.

Therefore, she agreed with Chris's proposal: "This proposal is very good. If you are willing to give the demon family of Alan Hill a beautiful and accurate name, it would be perfect."

Chris is actually unwilling to ask for naming rights, because he is a weak chicken in naming.

If he is really a master at naming names, Falling Dragon City and Falling Devil City may have a more beautiful and pleasant name.

However, since Arecia is willing to give up the naming rights, Chris will naturally not be polite. He pondered for a while, searched for some information on the technology tree in his mind, and finally said slowly: "How about... Let’s call it the Black Bloods!” Update the fastest mobile terminal::

It is still the style of Fallen Dragon City, and it is still simple and rude to find a feature and use it directly.

Andrea suddenly felt a little sympathetic to the demons who surrendered, and after a short sympathy, she was a little more thankful that the names of the elves were nice and there was no need to change them.

If Chris changes this, he might be called a "long-eared family" or something...

"Black blood?" Arecia didn't think there was anything wrong with the name. It even thoughtfully avoided the magic word, making the surrendering demons sound safer.

"Forget it." After thinking about it, Chris felt that the name he gave to the demon clan was not very pleasant. He vetoed his plan, and then suddenly became enlightened.

He smiled, and then said domineeringly to Erisia: "Why do you want to change the name of the Demon Race? The Demon Race that surrendered to the Alan Hill Empire should be called the Demon Race! The Demon Race is the Demon Race, Ailan The demons of the Hill Empire are the real demons! Is this not good?"

Just listen to him continue to say: "Those demons who refuse to submit to the Alan Hill Empire, those who are unwilling to surrender, do not deserve to have the name of the demons! Therefore, it is enough to give them a humble name."

Andrea didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It was the first time she saw someone who said that she was not very good at naming names.

And Chris's last sentence, that humble name, is really apt to describe it. The name Chris gave, it is probably really ugly.

"From today onwards, the demons refer specifically to the demons under the Empire of Ellandhill. They are still obsessed with their obsession. All the demons who follow the origin of magic will be wiped out. They are called the black blood race!" Chris concluded, and the rest is only Executed.

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At the other end, on the battlefield of the Demon Realm, a soldier of the Ellandhill Empire stepped on the dead demon commander's body with his leather boots, and waved to his companions behind him.

Seeing his gesture, more soldiers of the Alan Hill Empire held their weapons, stepped on the corpse of the demon, and turned over the spine of the mound.

The stubborn demon army is at the end of the road, and some fortifications built on the reverse slope only slightly slowed down the attacking pace of the soldiers of the Alan Hill Empire.

When the tanks of the Alan Hill Empire ran over the corpses, crossed the high ground, and fired fiercely at the simple fortifications that were not strong, the recalcitrant demon troops were gone.

Soon, the black battle flag of the Alan Hill Empire had been planted on this high ground, and the battle had just stopped a few minutes ago.

After conquering here, the winter offensive in the northern mountains of the Alan Hill Empire has advanced exactly 200 kilometers. And 30 kilometers of the 200 kilometers were fought by the demon servant army. It has to be said that this can be regarded as a miracle.