A heavy snowfall covered many stiff corpses, and the Demon Realm finally ushered in real winter after a brief ceasefire.

Due to the logistical shortage of supplies, the Irlanhill Empire began to stabilize its defensive line, and they did not continue to advance, but built a stronger defense line on the periphery of the original occupation area.

Having had the experience of being counterattacked by demons for the first time, Ellen Hill's front-line troops were no longer careless, and they built a strong defensive line and deployed a considerable number of troops in depth.

City 48 was still in the hands of the Irranhill Empire, and the battle for it ended in a complete victory for the Irranhill Empire.

More than 200,000 demon troops who fought back were wiped out, and about 300,000-500,000 demon troops were annihilated by Iran Hill's nuclear weapons on the way out.

The long-lost tranquility was accompanied by snowflakes falling from the sky, adding a bit of solemnity and tranquility to the land of the Demon Realm.

At Iran Hill's position, human soldiers are warming themselves around a campfire. There is plenty of fuel and other supplies, so that the soldiers of the Ellan Hill Empire can face this winter that has saved the demon world more calmly.

"Hah!" A soldier snorted into his hands, then spread out his hands to the empty gasoline cans that had lit the campfire. It was full of charcoal, which emitted heat and made all the soldiers around feel warm.

Not far away, several Iran Hill soldiers were huddled in a covered section of the air-raid bunker, enjoying their lunch.

They were holding a lunch box containing unpalatable canned luncheon meat that had just been heated, and some potatoes. The lid of the kettle was filled with thick soup, and even on the sandbags covered with snowflakes, it was still steaming.

The logistical supplies of the Elanhill Empire are desperately trying to deliver useful food to the front-line soldiers, but due to the distance, such transportation is still not very timely.

Seventy percent of the capacity was diverted to ammunition and fuel, after all, food is not so important in a state of war.

So people are still complaining about the unpalatable food, still complaining about the lack of a shower, still complaining about not being able to change the camouflage blouses they have been wearing for more than a month.

"Whew!" The soldier who took a sip of the hot soup smashed his mouth and swallowed the not-so-fresh vegetable leaves into his throat, and let out a comfortable groan.

He stirred his own soup with his spoon, then scooped up a large spoonful of potatoes, swallowed them in one gulp, and said to his companion in a vague voice, "It's nice to have such a hot mouthful." ”

The other soldier was gobbling it up, and the two of them were about to stop resting and go to their stands, otherwise there wouldn't be such a sumptuous lunch.

Hearing his companion say this, he nodded, swallowed the luncheon meat and mashed potatoes in his mouth, licked the teeth sticky to the potatoes with his tongue, and said with enjoyment, "It would be better if we could take a vacation." ”

Because of the lack of strength of the expeditionary force, even the first batch of troops to enter the Demon Realm did not get any opportunity to rotate and rest. All the troops were in combat readiness, and there were not many troops who even retreated to the second line to rest.

Many troops were defeated by the white-robed god attendants, and many of these troops were still fighting on the front line, and the 4th Army Group that had just been replenished to the Demon Realm would have no chance to rest at all.

More than 500,000 soldiers have been replenished to the front line, and with the troops who originally entered the Demon Realm, the troops deployed by Alan Hill in the Demon Realm have exceeded 600,000.

Keeping these 600,000 people from starving and freezing is actually a miracle created by the logistics supply force of Iran Hill.

You know, the Demon Realm is not a magical continent, there is not a single kilometer of asphalt road here, let alone a railway. Large-scale transportation here has to rely entirely on floating transport ships, and terminal transportation can only rely entirely on cars.

Because of the genetic bomb, the number of demon dogs is decreasing dramatically. Demonic low-level troops, having lost their numerical superiority, can no longer threaten the human defenses.

This heavy weapon gave the Elanhill Empire a great advantage, and it allowed the soldiers of Elanhill to no longer have to worry about the sudden appearance of a large number of enemies in their forward positions.

"Buzz...... Buzz...... "In the snowflakes, a drone about the size of a table shook its fuselage and trembled back to its launch position from a distance.

It carries a camera that helps the Elanhill Grenadier check for suspicious situations in the distance of their defenses.

Quite a few units are equipped with such reconnaissance drones, which are easy to operate and have very good results. It can quickly check the situation within a few kilometers without risking it.

Unlike Iran Hill's troops, the demon troops on the other side, as well as the demon civilians who were driven out and left their homeland, could only collapse little by little in the bad weather at this moment.

The demon refugees, who had no time at all and could not carry a large amount of food, were ragged, hungry and tired, and now they had to endure the test of heavy snow.

According to the reconnaissance report of the Iran Hill Imperial Air Force, at least 1.3 million demons were crowded on the roads and trapped by heavy snow, and after this snow is over, it is predicted that no more than a third of these demons will survive.

The corpses of the hard bangbangs were everywhere in front of and behind Iran Hill's position, and if it weren't for the drop in temperature, these corpses would have rotted and stinky, filling the whole world with a foul smell.

Now it's okay, the corpses are frozen, and the plague is less likely. The follow-up troops, who were originally slow to follow up, had enough time this time to deal with these corpses that would sooner or later rot and stink.

Sappers repairing dirt roads destroyed by tanks and cars drove emergency forklifts to clear mountains of corpses into the fields.

Because there was no time to dig the pit, the sappers even used explosives to blow up the big pit, and then concentrated on burying the dead demons piled up in the barren fields.

The demon king Aresia, dressed in blood-red armor, was particularly eye-catching when she stood in the ice and snow.

She caught a few snowflakes in her hand and let them melt in her palm. After a long time, she finally spoke and said to the demon officers who were following her, "If this continues, our losses will only be greater. ”

A few demon officers didn't speak, because they really didn't have anything to say - the barely cobbled together troops couldn't stop the enemy's attack at all, and what stopped the Irlanhill Empire was the weather, supplies, and the Demon King's "negotiations".

Without the assault of those terrible human weapons, their troops themselves suffered heavy losses in this heavy snow.

Everyone knows that in the demon world with a harsh environment, every winter, there are many, many more people who freeze to death and starve to death than those who die in battle......