A ball of dazzling white light pierced through the darkness, rushed to the sky in the wind and rain, and exploded in the background of the gloomy dark clouds, turning into a bright ball of light that was clearly visible from a very far distance.
In the northwest of the Paramer Heights, in the center of a position covered by terrain and woods, a huge and oppressive war machine is quietly dormant on the track, and the dense rain curtain is splashing on its dark armor plate , the flashes from the Typhon's flare shone on the wet steel surface, creating a floating light.
The Iron Throne turned off all the main lights on the outside of the car body, and opaque shields were raised on the windows of each car. In the darkness, only a few faint signal lights flashed on the car body surface. This faint brilliance Shrouded in rain and dim sky, it was so hazy that it was almost imperceptible a hundred meters away.
In the tactical section of the armored train, a commander came to Philip: "The leading knights of the Typhons have signaled."
"They are signaling to the Transcendent Legion on standby at the rear," Philip said calmly, "to inform the arsenal section to get ready, and all the main guns are pointed at the eastern plain of Changfeng Fortress."
"Yes, General."
Philip turned his head and looked at the holographic projection not far away. Over the crystal emitting faint blue light, what emerged was the scene outside the train from the external monitor.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sky was getting gloomy. The cold wind wrapped the rain curtain and splashed it on the land near the border.
Thanks to the rain, the Iron Throne arrived at the predetermined position in the northwest of Paramer Heights half an hour ago, and then entered a state of silence, waiting until now.
In the wind and rain, night has gradually fallen.
Now, when the Typhon's extraordinary legion enters the buffer plain, no matter whether they are the Iron River Knights or the Black Steel Knights, as long as they enter the state of mass charge, they will definitely have no time to set up their shields and resist the Lord from the Iron Throne. Cannon bombardment, the bombardment of the four fortress-level main guns plus the firepower of the light and medium-sized magic cannons currently equipped in Changfeng Fortress, any legion can only fall on the way to charge.
"Unfortunately, this rain also affected our reconnaissance," an officer sighed beside him, "The armored griffin cannot take off in this kind of weather, otherwise we will be able to grasp the movements of the Typhon people more clearly."
"The Typhons are more affected than us. We still have at least the sentry towers on the Longwind defense line, but they only have the griffins that cannot lift into the air," Philip said, "wait patiently for the signal from the Longwind Fortress, don't think so many."
Although he said so, Philip couldn't help but feel a little fluctuating after hearing the exclamation of his subordinates.
The armored griffin is a compromise between traditional arms and magic equipment. However, the limitations of the griffin itself have determined the limit of this compromise in advance. The war on the Holy Spirit Plain has proved the important role of air power. It is said that now The Institute of Magical Technology has been researching aircraft based on modern technology... I don't know how long it will take for the aircraft to get out of the laboratory...
On the triangular plain to the west of Winterwolf Castle, the magical flame rising from a distance illuminated the rain-drenched armor and weapons of the knights. As the light gradually faded, the head of the Iron River Knights, Earl Moglock, Turning on the horse, the sound of armor clashing was the only sound in this silent knight group.
Quietly watching the magical flames in the distant sky spread among the clouds, Earl Moglock slowly raised his long sword, and the order resounded throughout the knights: "Everyone has a third formation, speed up slowly, go ahead!"
No one in the entire knight group made a sound, but all the knights and their horses responded to the order at the same time. With the rumble of horseshoes stomping on the ground, the phalanx formed by thousands of knights began to move forward.
Under the dark and gloomy sky, the silent knights seemed to be 6,000 sculptures neatly arranged, and slowly accelerated in one direction. When lightning flashed across the sky, the steel covering the flesh and blood would have a reflection different from the mud and pools, as if a river of iron was surging, quiet and solemn.
With the overall acceleration of the knight order, the ubiquitous flow of magic power suddenly accelerated, and the huge energy was guided by these thousands of knights who had received training, education, and lived together since childhood, and condensed little by little over the array into a mold. A fuzzy high-energy cloud group, the front of the cloud group points to the Changfeng Fortress in the distance.
Behind the knights, the second army also began to move forward. This is an army without any metal armor, but the magical aura flashing in each of their eyes makes no one despise their role on the battlefield. , this team is all wearing blue and black short robes, wearing mage daggers and mass-produced magic tomes around their waists, holding oak short staffs, and several black flags are flapping against the wind and rain above their array.
The Earl of Palindon Castle wore a starry robe and raised his staff high: "Black Flag Magisters, move forward!"
Unlike many people's impressions of mages who move slowly on the battlefield, the battle mages of the Typhon Empire also have to receive a considerable degree of riding training, in addition to bodyguard swordsmanship and a certain degree of physical training. This is because soldier-like battle mages often only master one or three limited combat spells, and additional training is a necessary guarantee for them to be effective on the battlefield.
On the basis of these trainings, the magician group with excellent riding skills can completely act together with the knight group. Unless the latter launches a charge, the magician group will always keep fighting in sync with the knight group, forming uninterrupted long-distance support.
Andersa couldn't see the movements of the Iron River Knights, but she knew that when the signal was sent, the Iron River Knights and the Black Flag Wizards must have set off.
The Cecils in Longwind Fortress may have received information about the empire's advance, but how are they going to deal with the upcoming legion-level spell attack
The once solid Eastern Legion is gone. The cunning Silas Loren is said to have disappeared on the battlefield of the Holy Spirit Plain. With only a group of Cecil soldiers who are not stable, they will definitely not be able to defend Longfeng Fortress. ... If they can hold it, they don't need to set up so many false positions around the fortress to make a fool of themselves.
Andersa waved away the rain lines around her, feeling grateful that her advisors were able to discover the anomaly in Cecil's position in time, otherwise the soldiers of the empire would still be kept in the dark by those bluff tricks , the empire will also miss the best chance to open Anzu... Cecil's portal in one fell swoop...
But just as she was sighing, a sudden surge of doubt made the young wolf general frowned.
It is impossible to really defend the frontier with a false position. If you can understand such a simple truth, the Cecils must understand it too.
They created these false positions obviously not to resist Typhon, but to delay time...
Delaying time most likely means that the Cecils really have reinforcements. They are not really empty, but it takes time for the reinforcements to reach the border.
It has been a long time since the first abnormal "increase of troops" in Changfeng Fortress to now, so... have the Cecils actually dragged on for enough time, and after dismantling their first illusion by themselves... what is hidden behind it? Will it be another illusion? !
Most of the time, a keen mind only needs to open a hole, and it can naturally connect many clues that are easy to be ignored. Andersa feels that she is thinking too much and a little too nervous. However, once she starts to think in the direction of conspiracy, she I found that my thoughts couldn't stop at all.
Ever since the Cecils took over Changfeng Fortress, things have been full of weirdness. What happened in this vast confrontation zone has gradually exceeded the framework delineated by traditional war rules. She suddenly felt that she had to think a little more... You know, between Changfeng Fortress and Winter Wolf Castle, there is never much knightly code!
A thunderbolt suddenly exploded in the sky, and bright lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the undulating rocks and vegetation around it. Andersa suddenly recalled the false position that she had discovered before, and recalled the false position a detail of
The Cecils should have only left a very limited number of soldiers in each false position to serve as observation posts and "actors". Those few soldiers were deployed on the Paramel Heights, which is far away from the Longwind Fortress. , it is impossible not to panic in the face of a reorganized knight order. Even if their will is really as strong as steel, they must at least consider their own safety unless they have no intention of evacuating alive, but if so, they will He will not leave the position, but will use the explosives on the position to kill the Typhon knights together!
But in fact, those Cecil soldiers calmly left the position after three attacks on the Typhon Knights. At that time, they had already reached the distance where the Knights could make a short charge.
Being so calm, there must be a retreat, and that escape cannot be the distant Changfeng Fortress, nor can it be other defensive positions on the Paramer Highlands. Even if one or two of those positions are true, they cannot stop the entire The onslaught of the Knights of the Winter Wolf.
Their retreat is a battle group with a combat capability close to that of Changfeng Fortress, which can ensure that the entire Typhon Knights can be wiped out in a short period of time, and this battle group must be near the Paramer Heights!
Andersa's eyes widened in an instant, and then she turned around and ordered: "Griffin Rider, take off!!"
The adjutant next to him was taken aback: "General?"
"The Cecils may have hidden a large number of troops capable of long-range attacks near here... The rain is affecting our sight!!"
The adjutant was stunned by Andersa's eyes, and immediately realized the seriousness of the situation. Without any hesitation, he ordered the Griffin Knight, who was currently in the best condition, to take off immediately.
In this bad weather, the griffin instinctively refused the command to get closer to the clouds. The rider had to pierce a hollow needle filled with medicine into the back of the griffin's neck, and forcibly drove the griffin with potions and special spells. Flying against the wind and rain to the sky, Andersa raised her head and stared at the huge bird of prey flying farther and farther in the dark sky, gradually becoming a blurry black spot, and she didn't wait long after that. Gryphon Rider returned to the ground soon.
The griffin poisoned by the potion stumbled to the ground, and the knight in light armor jumped off the back of his mount: "General! Northwest! There is a very huge and strange-looking thing! It looks like the Cecilian sold it to Our 'train', but huge and quirky!"
Andersa's heart sank, and after asking where the thing was, her bad premonition became a reality.
Putting the large troops on standby, she brought some elite soldiers to a safe observation position pointed out by the Griffon Knight, and saw the war machine hidden between the woods and boulders.
That gigantic steel monster crouched silently on the track, its whole body was covered with frightening armor, and it was armed with countless large and small magic weapons, making it frightening.
And the most frightening thing is that Andersa has never seen the giant magic cannon at the head and tail of this steel monster before, but she has seen it in the report. Having seen it in the video, she knows what that thing can be used for.
Can pry open the strongest fortress in the world.
And those weapons are now quietly pointing in the direction of the Long Wind Line of Defense. The Knights of the Iron River and the Black Flag Magisters are advancing towards its strike range without knowing it!
Andersa will probably never know that this terrifying war machine arrived only half an hour early.
Counting the time difference between the Iron River Knights' attack and the preparations for the Iron Throne's bombardment, there was only less than an hour's difference between her and the turning point that could determine the fate of Typhon and Cecil.
"...General, this is a trap!" The adjutant said in a low voice, "We must destroy this thing..."
"It's impossible, unless we have large siege machines or half a group of magicians..." Andersa gritted her teeth, then raised her head suddenly, looking towards the direction of the eastern plain.
The adjutant and several accompanying subordinates also looked in the same direction, and everyone realized the meaning of Andersa's look.
The troops behind must be stopped immediately.
Andersa raised her hand, about to order a signal.
But she stopped because she realized that once the signal went out, it meant that her army would be exposed to the silent war machine.
The war machine should know that a Typhon army is nearby, but it and its people don't know that the trap has been exposed, it is still dormant, and the First Knights of the Winter Wolves still have a chance to evacuate.
However, after the Winter Wolf Knights evacuated to a safe distance, the Iron River Knights might have entered the attack range of the Cecil trap.
Andersa can't wait until then to signal, she can't bet
No one knows how far the attack range of the war machine is, but judging from its deployment location and the information about Cecil's magic weapon, she knows that she doesn't have much time. The Knights of the Iron River are marching very fast. Having entered the Changfeng Plain, she must stop that army and the magician group in the rear within a few minutes.
Therefore, there must be one person here who left the main force to send a signal, and the rest of the Knights quickly moved to the position. A large force that has shifted its position.
This is the solution with the least loss.
During Andersa's brief hesitation, a soldier in a short mage robe had already stepped up from behind.
"General, I will stay here to signal, please evacuate as soon as possible."
Andersa stared at the soldier who stood up, and the latter responded frankly: "General, I am an auxiliary mage who specializes in sending signals. I only know all kinds of magic light, and sending signals is my duty."
After a moment of confrontation, Andersa said in a deep voice, "... Soldier, what's your name?"
"Eric Uriah," the mage soldier puffed out his chest, "from Enkihawk County."
Andersa took a deep breath, took a step forward, and pressed the soldier's shoulder firmly: "Eric, the empire will treat your family well."
"It is an honor to serve under you!"
Andersa nodded, and then ordered: "Others, follow me immediately!"
Two minutes later, the entire First Knights of the Winter Wolves began to evacuate from the Paramel Heights at the fastest speed.
And shortly after the knights left the area, a flash of light came from behind the team.
Andersa turned her head and saw a bright red ball of light rising from a distance, exploding in the sky into a dazzling and bright blood-colored flame.
Trap, evacuate.
After a delay of just a few seconds, piercing screams and explosions covered the rising position of the ball of light.
Anzu 738, the first year of Cecil, the 35th day of Harvest Moon.
Everyone on the Changfeng defense line brushed shoulders with the blade.