The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

It was around nine o'clock at night, inside the Yan Army base camp.

"Your Majesty, the perimeter of the Heinrich Military Base has been basically captured. The enemy has retreated back into the base, and our artillery battalion is advancing."

"It is expected that we will be able to occupy the terrain and launch artillery fire before midnight!"

After the signalman finished his report, Qin Ze nodded slightly and said, "Okay, we have already hit the core of the enemy. Increase the intensity of the artillery fire tonight and prepare for a full-scale attack tomorrow."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

More than two hours later, the Yan Army artillery battalion successfully arrived at the shooting location, and the Golts had all returned to defend inside the base. Like the previous two attacks, intensive long-range firepower output was launched at night.

Boxes of artillery shells had been transported from the Yan Army's base camp, and the Yan soldiers who had been fighting a few hours ago were replaced in the rear, and new troops took over the battlefield.

Boom boom boom!

Under the cover of night, hundreds of heavy artillery shells flew through the air and fell like raindrops into the Heinrich Military Base. As it was close to the core area, the military base's fortifications were more dense, with towers and bunkers almost one after another, making the attack much more difficult.

After the previous two defensive failures, the Gothic troops, which had suffered heavy casualties, would no longer appear on any ground without fortifications, but the Yan soldiers did not care about that. With almost endless ammunition, they just continued to launch indiscriminate bombardments. At this moment, the number of artillery pieces had even increased to 1,500.

As the bombing began, the Heinrich Military Base in the night was like a fireworks feast. Whether on the ground or on the tops of buildings, the constantly exploding shells brought flashes of fire that covered the sky. The entire base was covered by artillery fire and was almost as bright as day.

Thick smoke blocked out the sky, whether in the military base or in the Yan Army positions where artillery shells were fired. The high-intensity shooting even forced the Yan Army artillerymen to stuff cotton wool in their ears and wear wet cloth on their faces in order to carry out the shelling.

The situation inside the bombed military base was even more serious. Although the Gothic soldiers had taken refuge in the fortress, the bombardment they endured this time was even more terrifying than before. Dust was constantly falling from above their heads, and the walls and the ground were even shaking. This made them terrified, fearing that the sturdy fortress would not be able to withstand the bombardment and would collapse.

The night passed quickly amid the gunfire.

The next morning, Qin Ze, who had not slept very soundly, woke up early. Although the battle was fierce, as a commander, he did not want to arrange the next battle while being exhausted.

"What happened?" Qin Ze asked as he walked out of the tent.

"Your Majesty, the enemy's last position is extremely strong. Although we have increased the intensity of the artillery bombardment, one night is not enough." Wu Sihai replied in a deep voice.

Qin Ze nodded expressionlessly. In fact, when he heard the sound of artillery fire outside, he guessed that this last fortress would not be so easy to break through.

After all, this is the Golts' last line of defense, and they will definitely defend it tenaciously.

After walking out of the tent, Qin Ze looked around, but could only see the sky covered with clouds and mist, and could not see the specific battle situation at all.

"Continue the bombing, launch the attack after noon, first eliminate the Golts on the outermost perimeter, and take down those fortresses one by one!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

-

After noon.

The Yan army began to attack the core area of ​​the military base, and at this moment several small buildings had been blown down. This made the Yan army's attack successful in the initial stage. One fortress after another was captured, and the Gothic soldiers guarding the fortress were killed on a large scale.

After receiving news of smooth progress, Qin Ze thought that the military base would be completely attacked within three or four hours. However, the news he heard later made his face darken.

"Your Majesty, the Golts have fought us at all costs. Many fortifications are filled with explosives, and they are launching suicide attacks." Wu Sihai said with a serious expression.

Since the outer perimeter of the military base was breached, the army had suffered huge casualties every time it advanced one kilometer. The casualties were mainly caused by the explosion of explosives. The Goths knew that it was difficult to defend the military base, so they hid explosives in many fortifications. When their troops rushed over, the Gothic soldiers immediately ignited the explosives.

In addition to explosions, the Goths also used a large amount of flammable materials for throwing and set fire to many fortifications. This was a desperate tactic, because these means caused huge casualties to both the enemy and us.

"Let them use whatever means they have. We can afford any casualties as long as they stick with us to the end." Qin Ze said with a cold face.

-

At seven o'clock in the evening.

Inside the military base.

The fortress where the combat command room was located was now in ruins. The rough and hard red sandstone exterior walls even had cracks, and the windows of many rooms had been bombed, leaving only black holes.

Gunshots were ringing inside the fortress, and the Yan soldiers had already rushed into the core building of this military base.

Brewster, who evacuated from the combat command room on the third floor to the basement, had red eyes, his cheeks were completely sunken, and his tall body was hunched over.

From the time the battle began at noon on the 19th until this moment, he has not closed his eyes during this long period of time. He has experienced going without sleep for two or three days on the battlefield many times, but he has never experienced such intense fighting in his nearly thirty years of military career. During these three days, most of the time was spent in deafening artillery bombardment, and the rest of the time was close combat around the positions. From beginning to end, the fighting never stopped.

This made Brewster, who loved fighting on the battlefield, feel fear. For the first time, he developed a resistance to fighting, because this battle was like a journey to hell. The constant bombardment was driving people crazy. Their bodies and minds were suffering unspeakable torture. In this fortress alone, he saw several soldiers suddenly shoot themselves.

They died suddenly, with no signs at all. Even if they chose to commit suicide, they did not dare to go out and shoot at the enemy. Brewster knew that their psychological defenses had been completely destroyed.

"Bang bang bang!"

Gunshots were heard from the stairwell. Brewster stood up tremblingly and picked up the oil lamp hanging on the wall.

"Now, it's my turn."

With a "bang", he threw the oil lamp onto the open gunpowder box.

Then, a loud noise suddenly came from the basement!

-

With a "bang", the stones on the road bounced up and the warhorse staggered and almost fell to the ground. Tachino hurriedly tightened the reins and thus stabilized his body and did not fall.

He turned his head and looked behind him. Explosions continued to be heard. Under the cover of night, half of the military base was engulfed in flames.

"It's over. It's been taken over like the military factory. What should we do now? The Yan people can't stop us at all."

"Perhaps only surrender can solve the problem..." He murmured a few words in his heart with a frustrated look on his face, then turned his head to look forward.

Walking in front were Zoye, who had embarrassed him in public, and Harris, who had mocked him in the military factory.

But when he saw Harris again at this moment, Tachino only felt a sense of familiarity, because if it weren't for him, perhaps everyone would have been dragged by Brewster to die together with the Yan people in the military base.

Although they evacuated less than three divisions of troops, at least some manpower was retained. However, when he thought about having to fight the Yan people in this harsh mountain environment, Tachino was annoyed.

"Oh, if I had known this would happen, I should have escaped to the countryside after leaving the military factory..." he sighed.