Sword of Daybreaker

Chapter 712: chance and necessity

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The cold wind became colder and colder, and the rolled-up flag slapped on the metal flagpole, bringing out gusts of thunder. The soldiers in the fortress were quickly mobilized under the order of emergency assembly, and came to the city wall, In various combat positions such as sentry towers and bunkers, a knight in a dark blue short cloak held high a long spear with a narrow-edged swallowtail flag, and ran across the entire city wall while shouting passwords. Next, the runes between the gaps in the knight's armor flashed a stream of light on the city wall.

Maryland looked back at the city wall, and turned to his adjutant who had followed him for many years: "Pain, how long will it take for those Typhons to reach the Paramer Heights?"

"Within two hours," replied the adjutant immediately, "if the rain does not start before then."

"Two hours..." Maryland frowned, "Have the scouts seen the specific banner and size of the knight order?"

"Because of the interference from the clouds and the enemy's Griffin Knights, the field of vision is very poor. It is impossible to judge how many people there are on the other side, but it is certain that it is not the Iron River Knights or the Black Steel Knights."

"Not the Knights of the Iron River and the Knights of Black Steel?" Maryland froze for a moment, a thoughtful look suddenly appeared on his face.

The adjutant showed a puzzled expression: "Yes, General, what did you think of?"

"...the other side was still cautious, and the regular troops of the Winter Wolf Legion were sent out... Maybe this will be our chance instead." Maryland glanced at the sky outside, her expression was serious, and her thoughts turned quickly.

"They probably want to use the regular knights to investigate the situation first. The Iron River Knights or the Black Steel Knights are on standby in the plains... Those two knights have legion-level charge combat skills. Power can destroy city-level shields in a short time... The large shield of Changfeng Fortress may be able to block it, but it should be very difficult.

"If the enemy's commander judges that our defense line does not have enough soldiers, he should be able to judge that there are not enough defenders in Longwind Fortress. At that time, the Knights of the Iron River will launch a charge, even if they cannot Destroying the large shield of Longwind Fortress is enough to hit us hard. More importantly, they will enter the close range of Longwind Fortress after that, and the Iron Throne cannot provide artillery support.

"It's prudent, there's nothing wrong with the tactics, but it creates a deadly time lag...

"Iron Throne-Where is Number Zero now?!"

The adjutant thought for a while: "The last communication was entering the Karon Valley."

"Can they speed up?"

The adjutant frowned: "This may place a great burden on the power ridge... After that, it should require a certain degree of adjustment and repair."

"It doesn't matter. After that, it can safely stop on the Paramel Heights for a period of time. There is no need to lead an angry god across the entire plain like last time. The magicians have time to slowly repair it. "," Maryland said quickly, "send a letter to General Philip, asking him to speed up... As long as the Iron Throne arrives in time, the people of Typhon will have nothing to fear."

"Yes, General!" The adjutant took the order loudly.

Maryland took a deep breath, and the cold and stormy autumn wind passed through the window and blew into the room. In the wind that contained the smell of damp soil, he whispered to himself: "Let's rain..."

The rain seems to be about to fall, but it still seems to be entangled by the clouds. The deep and dark armored front of the Iron Throne splits the moist air, and crosses the border of the last province in the East in the wind. The trees and trees on both sides of the track The stones receded quickly outside the car window, and along with the cold wind, there was also an emergency communication from Changfeng Fortress.

"The Typhons have begun to march, and the situation in Changfeng Fortress is critical."

Philip strode to the center console of the Iron Throne, and asked the technical sergeant who operated the active power spine: "Can the speed be increased?"

"It's already the fastest, general," the technical sergeant replied loudly, "the power spine is fully loaded, and all repulsion units have been activated."

"We need to go faster," Philip said in a deep voice, "I authorize you to overload the active power spine and transfer all the energy of the shield to the propulsion unit."

A turning point was approaching, and Philip was vaguely aware of its emergence.

This turning point is which one can reach the front line first, the legion-level charge of the Typhons or the bombardment of the Iron Throne.

In this era, in conventional fortress offensive and defensive battles, the war is long and slow. A traditional army often needs years of siege to determine the survival of a fortress. This is true in almost all noble wars in the old Ansu Kingdom. It is the norm, but the veterans who stayed behind in the fortress in the east have reminded that Typhon's extraordinary legion has changed the rules of this kind of war

The Typhon people regard Transcendents as professional soldiers, and even begin to train those children with basic talents from the age of six. These mass-produced Transcendents have poor talents, and may not even be qualified as apprentices in the eyes of traditional mages , but the Typhon people gathered them together and allowed them to master one or two abilities for more than ten years, and finally trained a special legion of extraordinary people. Those soldiers may only know one skill, only knight charge or a bolt of lightning Arrows, but when they gather in thousands, they give birth to the terrible power called "Legion Spell".

After abandoning the unnecessary "pride" of supernatural beings and the constraints of the old "orthodox school", these professional soldiers or battle mages who were born for war can exert power no less than that of Cecil's Magical Corps on the battlefield, Once their large army is assembled, once they accumulate strength, they can decide the victory or defeat of a fortress offensive and defensive battle in a short time.

This key reform of the Typhon people has been implemented for more than ten years. In view of the growth cycle of mass production of superhumans, several ace knights and mages have not completed their final formation until the last few years. In the first contact a few years ago, the East Frontier Corps at that time almost suffered a big loss. If it weren't for the fact that the Typhonians were not proficient in mastering legion-level spells, and the then Duke Silas Loren responded in a timely manner. , I am afraid that Changfeng Fortress has already fallen.

But at that time, the Ansu Kingdom was still sinking in singing and dancing, and in the false and rotten illusion of peace. They were behind a whole era, but the crisis in the east did not wake them up, nor did the sound of artillery in the south wake them up.

Now that the Typhons have reassembled their extraordinary legion, the shortcomings and defects exposed in the fight back then should have been made up for, but the former Ansu Kingdom has also been reborn. The new imperial legion may be immature, but as long as If the time is in time, Changfeng Fortress will be able to withstand it.

If the Changfeng Fortress loses its combat effectiveness under the legion-level spell attack of the Typhon people first, then the Iron Throne will not be able to support it alone even if it reaches the Paramer Heights. Feng Chaofan's army will be hit hard.

The two countries have been entangled for so long, and the turning point is compressed in the next few hours.

The technical sergeant reached out to a hidden mechanism under the console, and after turning the key, an originally locked cover on the console popped up.

A prominent big red button appears in a recess under the cover, with just a few words on the button: FULL SYSTEM OVERLOAD.

The big red button was tapped vigorously, and after an extremely short delay, the whole train shook instantly, all the mechanical devices let out a deep roar, and the buzzing sounds of all the magic power units became loud and high-pitched.

The armor plates under the two sides of the Iron Throne opened gaps under the push of the mechanical structure, dim red light emerged from the gaps, the heat generated by the overload of the power ridge distorted the air near the train, and the reserve water used for emergency cooling Injected into the groove between the power ridge and the mechanical device, a large amount of hot air roared out of the track, and the huge body of the Iron Throne-Zero accelerated again in the steam, rushing towards the border of the East...

The wind became stronger, and the damp and cold air rolled up the swallowtail flag in the hands of the leading knights. Even if there was a breeze shield or breath protection to block the surrounding cold wind, the constant whistling wind was still enough to make people feel irritable .

Andersa looked up at the sky, then at the Paramel Heights, which was already in sight, and silently led the team forward.

A very slight sound came from the helmet, accompanied by some kind of light "knock".

Andersa stretched out her hand, watching a drop of water bloom on the surface of the gauntlet, her face and eyes immediately became gloomy.

"It's raining, General."

The adjutant at the side said in a low voice.

"I saw… "

Andersa said dully, more and more raindrops connected into rainlines, becoming denser in her sight.

The gods seemed to be on the side of the Cecilians.

But Andersa just raised her long sword expressionlessly and swung it forward: "Keep going!"

The rain will slow down the progress of the Knights. Even if they are the elite of the empire, even if the extraordinary can largely ignore the influence of the weather, this "slowness" still exists, the difference is only in the degree.

The First Knights of the Winter Wolf Legion advanced silently in the rain. All the soldiers faithfully carried out the orders from the commander. The Griffin Knights circling in the sky lowered their altitude, providing the ground troops with effective vision and early warning as much as possible. As the rain became heavier and the surrounding light became dimmer, lightning began to brew in the thick clouds in the sky, and the height of the Griffin Riders dropped again and again, and in the end they were almost hovering not far above the knights' heads.

This trek continued for a while, and when Andersa had begun to suspect that the Cecils did not exist at all, she suddenly heard a loud and penetrating cry from the griffin in the air

There was a flash of light on the high ground in the distance.

"defense!"

Andersa yelled loudly at the first moment, and almost at the same time, all the knights drew out their long swords and stood in front of them. The magic power surged, and light white halos spread out, forming a halo that enveloped the team in an instant. After the shield was delayed for a moment, some kind of weapon that was difficult to detect with the naked eye landed on the shield.

There was a loud bang, and Cecil's weapon produced a powerful explosion. Some knights were slightly disturbed, but the solid shield remained motionless.

Andersa clenched her long sword tightly, her protective aura surged, and she was ready to guide legion-level spells to deal with the enemy, but the continuous bombardment mentioned in the intelligence did not come.

"Maintain a defensive posture and move on!"

Holding the sword in hand, the Knights continued to advance silently under the command of the commander, and after a while, the attack accompanied by explosions and screams came again.

This time, Andersa and her soldiers did not waver in the slightest, and the young wolf general even felt a burst of joy

She bet right!

The speed of the knights gradually began to increase, and after the third attack, there was no more movement from Cecil's position.

Andersa took the lead, and led the whole team to cross the last obstacle to the target position at a trot speed. Accompanied by the neighing of the army horses, the flattened and reinforced land appeared in her vision .

All the Cecilians on the original position had been evacuated, leaving only an empty platform, a large pile of sundries that were too late to evacuate, and strange-shaped things covered by thatch.

"This position is fake!" The adjutant shouted loudly, "General, you are right!"

The knights looked at each other, and then clamored, someone began to shout Andersa's name with admiration and respect, and prepared to step forward to receive the Cecil's position and those supplies that hadn't had time to withdraw. The opponent's withdrawal was obviously very hasty. However, it is impossible to take away all the rumored and heavy magic weapons. What they leave here will be a valuable source of information for the Typhon Empire.

But Andersa raised her hand suddenly and shouted to stop the actions of her subordinates: "Don't get close!"

After stopping her subordinates, the female knight got off her horse, twirled the long sword in her hand, and then suddenly raised the long sword and swung it forward

A layer of dazzling light floated on the surface of the long sword, which turned into a powerful shock wave as it was swung, sweeping away a stack of debris in the distance.

A deafening explosion immediately centered on the debris and erupted along the surrounding trenches and sheet coverings.

Andersa didn't know how many styles and models of Cecil's magic equipment there were.

But being alert to the magic traps on the battlefield is a quality that every soldier must possess.

The protective aura activated by Andesa and the adjutant blocked some scattered explosion fragments, and the nearby knights took half a step back. Some people showed shame on their faces. Andesa just glanced at them and shook her head: " Never underestimate your enemies, even if you taunt them every time you drink and brag."

After saying this, she flicked her long sword casually, and nodded to the army mage beside her: "Send a signal to the Knights of the Iron River, this farce created by the Cecilians should be over."