Chapter 1375 May the World Usher in the Dawn
When that glorious giant sun completely rises to the highest point in the sky, the sun wheel with light wood grain and brilliant crown sprinkles endless brilliance in the sky, and the whole Ruby City is bathed in warmth and light. At that time, the cold winter was over, and the Moon of Recovery was bringing the first vitality of the year to this land. From the towering walls of Ruby City to the border of the burned Ruby Forest, warriors from various tribes of Ogulei fought one after another. Gathered in the camp, awaiting new orders on this warm day—the mountain barrier has been rebuilt, the enemy has been driven back to the wasteland, countless destroyed cities are waiting to be retaken and rebuilt, and the restless people are They began to look forward to a new life, but for the frontline people, even though the cold winter is over, this war is far from over.
Camilla and Wenna walked side by side on the edge of the garrison area outside the city. They were passing through the camp of human soldiers, preparing to go to the garrison of the spirit tribe stationed at the Ruins of Hongyulin. When a gust of warm wind blew from the direction of the forest, Camilla Pulling the fluff at the end of his ears to feel the comfortable airflow, the orc chief couldn't help squinting his eyes, and his pointed ears trembled twice in the air: "Spring is here..."
"Yeah, I almost thought that spring wouldn't come—it was the worst winter I've ever lived in my life." Wen Na took off her hood, letting her long gray hair loosen in the wind When she got down, she looked at the camp not far away, and saw human soldiers who were getting ready between the neatly arranged tents and prefabricated houses. They were the troops that Wycliffe had reassembled from the western region.
Those soldiers silently sorted out their equipment, or silently walked in line between the barracks. The weapons and equipment transported by the circum-continental route and cross-border railways have been delivered to the hands of these frontline fighters. The traditional swords have been replaced by Sisi The standard melting sword, crossbow, and staff were replaced by scorching ray guns and magic terminals with large-capacity energy storage devices. Soldiers of all tribes are learning and familiarizing themselves with the use of these weapons with high efficiency. method, and in the armies of the various tribes, the speed of progress of these human soldiers is simply astonishing.
Soldiers patrolling the edge of the camp noticed the two tribal leaders passing outside the camp. They stopped to salute Wenna and Camilla, then turned around and quickly returned to their patrol route.
"...Did you feel it? There is a fire burning in their chests," Camilla's voice came from the side, the orc chief looked at the direction of the human camp with a deep gaze, his ears slightly Extending backwards, in the tradition of the orcs, this is a gesture of tribute to the warriors, "Everyone here is as strong as a mountain warrior, and they are ready to fight the invading enemies at any time."
"After the fall of Farm Fortress, the human tribe lost two cities and countless villages. Hundreds of thousands of people failed to escape from that piece of purgatory, including many people's relatives, friends, and brothers, and even their king. Lost an arm, although Wycliffe himself was very open-minded, but when he returned to the rear with a mechanical arm to regroup the soldiers and horses, the anger of countless people was instantly ignited-I am afraid that the guy himself I didn't expect it," Wenna shook her head, "Now, there is a real deep hatred between Ogulei's human tribe and those monsters, which is why Duke Baldwin chose to let Wycliffe's troops be the first to fight with them. The Cecil Expeditionary Army jointly approved the Legion that entered the wasteland-they can withstand the greatest pressure,
Also be prepared to withstand the pressure. "
"But they are also prone to self-destruction," Camilla said in a deep voice. "How to avoid self-destruction under the huge rage and killing impulse-this is a challenge that even mountain warriors must face."
"It depends on Wycliffe's ability, I believe that guy can manage his troops well," Wenna smiled slightly, "and isn't your mountain army going to enter the wasteland soon? Don't Forgot to take care of our old friends."
"You don't need to remind me, I am very professional in fighting." Camilla laughed, and the sharp canine teeth gleamed coldly at the corners of her mouth.
Wen Na looked away from the camp not far away, and looked in another direction - on her right, was an open and scorched land, where all the winter snow had melted away, and the land brought by the war had completely disappeared. The ugly scars of her eyes were intuitively and shockingly branded on the ground, countless scorched wreckage and thick ashes covered everything she could see, the once towering ancient trees and the stone pillars engraved with the names of the sages all collapsed here On a piece of scorched earth, buried in ashes and dust.
Burned and buried together with Ruby Linhai, there were former forest guards here, a history of the orcs, and her childhood memories of hunting and picking here with Camilla.
"I heard that the name of this place has not changed," Wen Na subconsciously said, "Several of your shamans are discussing whether to change the name of this forest, after all, the once lush Red Jade Forest has been burned. After all, the only thing left here is scorched earth, but you rejected all proposals in this regard, and finally ordered to keep the place name Hongyu Linhai..."
"The revived trees that grow on the ancestral peak will grow stronger after the fire, and the Duke of Baldwin told me that people living in the Holy Spirit Plain firmly believe that 'the burned land will grow more lush new shoots', the red jade forest sea At first it was just a small forest, and it was our ancestors who turned this forest into a 'forest'," Camilla said with a calm expression, "One day, this place will return to its lush and lush appearance, so... Hongyu Linhai It’s still Hongyu Linhai.”
Wenna blinked her eyes, and at this moment, a low humming sound suddenly came from high above, interrupting her conversation with Camilla—the humming sound ranged from weak to strong, from less to more, And gradually gathered into a wave of sound that echoed between the sky and the earth, like a behemoth roaring in the sky, this solemn and deep voice made the two tribal leaders raise their heads subconsciously, the Dawn of the World and the twelve Gorgon The majestic and majestic figure of the flying fortress came into their sight.
For most of the winter in the past, these astonishing engineering miracles like flying cities have been suspended in the sky above Ruby City. They symbolize the most powerful and advanced forces of the Alliance, and have brought infinite confidence to this hard-hit land. and fighting spirit, and now, the huge rune matrix around those sky fortresses is lighting up one by one, the array of wing plates stretching into the sky releases brilliant radiance like burning, and the magic particles emit from the space between the armor belts. The energy release grid sprayed out, and surrounded their huge fortress bodies like clouds and mist. Afterwards, this magnificent fortress group began to gradually move towards the eastern sky—under the brilliant sun, the energy they released Layers of halos seem to be connecting into an ocean, and under the sparkling light, the countless camps inside and outside Hongyu City suddenly erupted like mountains of cheers.
"They're off," Camilla clenched her fists suddenly. She tried to raise her head and looked in the direction of the air fortress group's flight. Then, as if to emphasize something, she nodded her head vigorously, and said again, "The Dawn of the Earth has set off!"
Wen Na took a deep breath. She was peaceful and calm by nature, but at this moment she was also agitated by unprecedented agitation. The last time she had a similar feeling was when she saw a train full of industrial products driving into Windsong City. The gray elf leader watched those majestic giant figures turn into continuous blurred giant shadows in the sunlight, and listened to the mountains and seas of cheers from the camp outside the city. The voice I heard said softly: "May the world usher in the dawn..."
"The Earthly Dawn has set sail."
In the eastern camp outside Ruby City, Duke Baldwin Franklin said softly, and looked away at the sky. He is standing next to a front-line command vehicle with composite shields and heavy armor at the moment, and a "Steel Ambassador" multi-purpose combat vehicle is deploying its own magic energy crystal on the nearby open space and covering the surrounding area with a rechargeable energy field In a farther place, the chariot troops are starting their engines, the soldiers of the expeditionary force are boarding the troop carriers, and the dragoon fighter planes slowly rise into the sky with a low hum and establish contact with the ground command post. Link signal - Under unified and efficient command, this well-trained expeditionary force is ready to go to the battlefield.
"Send a letter to King Wycliffe," Duke Baldwin turned to his adjutant and said, "Our department will set off in ten minutes and move towards the pass of the mountain barrier. Please follow up with his troops in time."
"Yes, Your Excellency the Duke!"
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The sun was sinking gradually, and the increasingly orange-red sky light evenly splashed on the platform of the train station. The Typhon Empire, located in the east of the mainland, ushered in the sunset earlier than other countries. The Viscount subconsciously pulled the bow tie at the collar, adjusted his body's center of gravity left and right, looked up at the mechanical clock hanging on the platform column again, and felt that the brass pointer was moving so slowly at the moment, It was so slow that one couldn't help but wonder if it was broken.
He stood on the platform of this station at the southwestern edge of the empire, far away from the bustling and comfortable Aldernan he was familiar with, far away from his favorite fire, garden and the high-backed chair with the sky-blue cushion, There are no well-trained maids and attendants here, only rigid and tough soldiers and single-minded technicians, no cozy baths and flower halls, only mechanical roaring assembly factories and boring platforms, he has used it for a long time It takes time to adapt to this huge change, but these days he has gradually begun to admit that his ability to "adapt to the environment" may not be as... talented as he thought.
"Sometimes I still feel that there is something wrong with my brain," Mr. Viscount, who had been waiting on the platform for a long time, couldn't help but whispered to the entourage beside him. His voice was very low, because he didn't want to be far away Those craftsmen and soldiers who were also waiting heard what he was talking about, but he didn't mind telling these words to his personal servant, because this was the person he trusted the most besides the steward, and the degree of trust even exceeded Any brother or sister in the family, "will take the initiative to apply to come to this place... It is less than a day away from the border where Earl Dyson is stationed! I even feel that I can smell the wasteland in the air." Stink."
He didn't know if the wasteland smelled, but the tense atmosphere of Xiaosha in this border town really made him feel that every morning he was here, he would smell the smell from the wasteland—that was the smell from the wasteland. Too close to taste.
The servant spoke, his voice as gentle as ever: "But you still took the initiative to apply to come here, as a brave Typhonian, play your irreplaceable role here - not everyone has the ability to manage multiple factories like you And the experience of quickly building a large-scale technical team."
"Well, I have to admit that I am indeed a little bit better than those pampered idiots in these aspects," Viscount Hemir pinched his temples, "And how do you say that... The empire needs every one of her Citizenship does its job, especially in these difficult times ... we all have to be prepared."
He tugged at his tie again--finally took it off straight away, something he would never have done in a salon in Aldernan, but it made him He instantly felt great relief, and he couldn't help but regret why he had been torturing himself with this useless thing for so many days in the past.
Then he raised his head again, looked at the V-shaped track extending southward in the setting sun, and watched it disappear all the way to the end of his sight.
This is a difficult time, and even the proud Typhonians must admit that it is difficult at this moment, but as a nobleman, he must convince his followers that this difficult situation will eventually pass, and everyone should be in this process. In order to play his role in the middle of the world—perhaps it was the pride in his heart that was really playing a role. He applied to come here on his own initiative, and came to this border town, which was only one day away from the front line. Now, he was waiting for a car from the south. Sent train.
Ironically, this railway line leads to the direction of the Blue Rock Hills. Ironically, it is hardly ever actually used. After a long time, it was baptized by war and was wantonly destroyed by those stupid and humble monsters. Now the silver elves and the warriors of the Typhon Empire have regained the once fallen land and restored this precious line of communication. The station has been waiting on this land for a whole winter, and today it finally welcomes the first train to visit here.
Just when Viscount Hemil couldn't help but want to look at the mechanical clock again, the loud car horn finally came from the horizon.
Mr. Viscount immediately stood up straight, and all his impatience and exhaustion dissipated.
He wanted to receive the elves in the most decent manner, like a real Typhonian.
The magic energy train roared on the track, and the Silver Empire emblem branded on the front of the car was already clearly visible. The repulsion mechanism fine-tuned the angle, making this heavy and huge steel creation gradually slow down, and one section after another, the truck bodies approached the platform. , the long-awaited craftsmen and soldiers quickly approached, waiting for the dispatcher to close the magic barrier on the platform.
Viscount Hermiel's eyes fell on the bodies of the trucks that were slowly docking. Those flat-bed trucks were fixed with solid steel frames and bolts. They were all heavy and valuable industrial goods. .
The purification core body from the Silver Empire—strictly speaking, it is a purification core body that has completed preliminary processing and still needs to be debugged and installed in the later stage.
The key to blocking the wall is the purification tower. As a veteran power, the Typhon Empire can certainly build a purification tower, but it is one thing to be able to build it, and another to produce it.
The Typhon Empire, which has experienced the God of War disaster and internal reshuffle, is not as easy as outsiders imagined to maintain the situation on the Eastern Front.
The limit of domestic production is there. If the front-line army is to be maintained, the production of components for the purification tower will be affected. If the production of purification devices is to be fully produced, the front-line war machines will be powerless.
But now, things are finally getting better.
"Notify General Andersa," Viscount Hermiel laughed, looking at the giant spindle-like purification cores fixed on the train, as if seeing a mountain of treasure lying in front of him, "The purification she wants The core will be delivered soon!"