Back in the conference hall, Wendy repeated the newly obtained information from beginning to end, and when it came to safe distance, El Xia rudely interrupted her.
"In front of the devil, there is no real safe distance at all. Taquila has paid a heavy price to understand this. It is extremely dangerous to use the consumption of red fog to demarcate the battle area. For example, a terrifying beast can carry multiple Gas tanks can greatly increase the raid distance; or bury a batch of gas tanks in advance, and then replace them during the march. Of course, the most direct method is to establish outposts and use these sites as springboards to gain a longer attack range. Fighting for outposts is the main tone of the entire War of Divine Will, but unfortunately it is difficult for us to find all the outposts that are hidden in the vast plains. Don't forget, the devil is more cunning than you think."
Wendy couldn't help but imagine the scene described by the other party: the overwhelming demon army launched a frontal attack while setting up outposts that could store the red fog. The Federation will lose the corresponding supply of intelligence and resources, which will also put the surrounding areas in danger. In the end, it was like a snowball, the more land was lost, the more difficult it would be to move, until it was no longer able to resist the attack of the devil.
"Then what do you think are the chances of them attacking Neverwinter?" Tilly asked calmly.
"I have to say that you are lucky or we are all lucky," El Xia muttered, spreading out her tentacles, "although the red mist can't judge the limit range of the enemy, but at least it can judge their intention to act. In a short time, I don't think it's very likely that the devil will launch a large-scale attack on Neverwinter."
"Can you elaborate?"
"It's still the red mist." The ancient witch nodded at the tumor's head, "All the actions of the devil depend on the delivery of the red mist, and sinking into the ground means that the supplies they can use are not sufficient, leaving only patrols instead of building camps. , also proved this point from the side. Even if there are devils attacking the border, it should be only sporadic troops. Of course, whether the situation will change in the future depends on the situation on the spot.”
Tilly turned her gaze to Pasha.
"El Xia's judgment is credible," the latter put on his beard. "In the days of the Federation, the Holy Guard Squad she led has won many victories in surprise attacks on the devil's camp... It's just that she has a bad temper. it is good."
"My patience is only for things worthy of attention," El Xia said in a sullen voice, "I am more worried about those new war machines than the long-range raids of the terrifying beasts."
"I want to ask... What method did the devil use to transport the red mist before?" Barov finally found a chance to speak.
"About us," Pasha sighed, "low-level devils, trailers, enslaved hybrids, or transformed siege beasts. They're planning a war as close to us as we are, when it's coming. , there are always more than a dozen red lines on the fertile plains.”
"In order to stop the red fog in transit, whether it is the Holy Guard Army, the common battle witch, or even the mortal army, they must go all out. If we encounter a heavily guarded convoy, our blood will often stain the entire road red. , so those red lines are both the bloodline of the devil and our life and death line," El Xia added.
The last sentence made the atmosphere of the scene freeze for a while.
Although they have not yet formally fought against the Devil's Army, everyone has felt the pressure that this powerful alien race caused to humans more than 400 years ago.
Under the influence of His Majesty Roland, even Wendy understands the importance of logistics, and means of transport is undoubtedly the standard to measure its level. If the devils have the ability to create such a huge machine to deliver the red mist, it means that they can use fewer teams to provide a lot of supplies to the front line. The reduction of blood lines will make each transport team more closely guarded, and perhaps what Lorgar sees will become the norm for the devil to advance in the future.
If it weren't for Roland Wimbledon, she really doesn't know how to defeat the fourth battle of divine will. The devil has likely undergone earth-shaking changes in the past few hundred years. The skeleton monster is the proof; except for Neverwinter, the power of other human kingdoms seems to be much weaker than that of the Union era, and she dared not imagine such a scene for those noble knights to rush into the army of devils without fear of death. .
"All in all, the current situation is very close to one of our previous inferences, except that the time doesn't match." Probably realizing that too much emphasis on the difficulty of the war would damage his own fighting spirit, El Xia coughed twice and changed the subject, " The black stone minaret that can generate red mist on its own needs to be built on the sacred stone vein. It is not uncommon for the enemy to choose to seize the ruins of the Holy City. After all, Taquila is the gathering place of sacred stones in the easternmost part of the Fertile Plain. Once the minaret is erected, the area covered by the red mist will be It can directly cover the desperate mountains, and then all resistance will be meaningless.”
No one objects, no movement restrictions mean that the devil can attack from all directions, and the mobility of flying terror beasts is far more than that of hydrogen balloons. As long as they leave the city, they may be attacked... In this situation, human beings cannot survive for several years. , it will crash across the board.
Although Wendy is not very good at marching and fighting, she has participated in relevant meetings many times. She knows that both His Majesty Roland and the Hermes Church have made plans to never let the devil take over the Taquila ruins.
It seems that all three parties thought of the same point.
"Fortunately, the devils revealed their intentions ahead of time, and there are at least three to five years before the red moon comes. We can be fully prepared and then launch a thunderbolt." El Xia continued, "even if It doesn't matter if you fail, the blackstone spires closest to the Fertile Plains are hundreds of miles north of the Dragon's Back Mountains, and it is not advantageous to consume them in rounds. However, one thing is certain, that the war has come."
Wendy suddenly felt a lot of weight on her shoulders.
"Wait, wait..." Barov suddenly shouted, "I don't care how you want to beat me, but you can't keep the city gate closed all the time, right? Now I know that Neverwinter City is still far away in the devil's army, and it will not be for the time being. It will attack, can you lift the alert first and let those livestock farms operate?"
"I also think that Neverwinter City needs a more reliable early warning method," the head of the garrison said rarely, "His Majesty once said that the ability to build a far-reaching line of defense means that the defender has a higher tolerance for faults. Rate. Can you let Miss Lian erect a few beacon towers in the grassland border area? Of course, it would be better if it was the kind of communication tool that Carter mentioned that can instantly connect dozens of miles. delaying the work of City Hall."
The former is easy to say, but the latter lacks Anna and Roland, and no one knows what to do. In addition, is the speed of the beacon to transmit the alarm really catch up with the terror beast raid
Wendy hesitated for a moment, and when she was about to answer, Pasha's voice rang in her mind.
"Leave this to us."
"Oh? What are you going to do?" Ash raised an eyebrow.
"Now that we know where the devil is stationed, things are easier to handle," Pasha stretched out her tentacles and handed it to the light curtain, "Using this, we can create a more comprehensive perspective to monitor the devil, just like this light curtain. Same."
I saw a bright multi-colored magic stone in her hand.
Wendy immediately remembered what Phyllis on the 76th had done, "Are you going to use it to locate the phantom instrument?"
"That's right, as long as you crush it, the magic core can expand the light curtain at the corresponding position. However, the number of such magic stones is extremely limited, and one less is consumed. At the same time, it is also the key to finding the key of the Chosen One, so I Only use it where it matters most.”
"But" she instantly thought of another question, "Is it necessary to send someone close to the Taquila Ruins? But the devil has already been there..."
"Don't worry, don't bother you, since it was our idea, it's up to us to do it." El Xia said indifferently, "Taquila can't make a cowardly act of devising a plan and then leaving it to others to implement it. Besides, this kind of trivial matter is nothing at all, every witch of God's Punishment is ready to sacrifice."
"But it's best if you don't sacrifice," Tilly interrupted the other party with a smile, "Let's leave the task of placing the magic stone to the Sleeping Charm. Although they have limited combat power, they are better than their diverse abilities, not to mention being a Westerner. The newcomer of the sect needs more merit to gain everyone's approval, doesn't it?"