Chapter 976: Deflagration Point
Fire, gunpowder smoke, the smell of blood, the air scorched and disintegrated by arcane energy, the rock and steel fell apart.
Frontier Camp 22 has been razed to the ground.
Sculpturally silent black-armored knights stand among the devastated ruins, and corpses from both sides of the war are criss-crossed on this battlefield. The breath is sent far away.
Among the black armored knights who can still stand, some people's armors have been tattered, revealing the same tattered body below - the flesh and blood torn by the scorching blade or ray trembled in the cold wind, and the edges squirmed abnormally. The granulation and the viscous and strange proliferative substances should be a sight that should frighten ordinary humans, but the knights seemed to know nothing about it, just waiting for orders in silence.
The leader of the Knights, Earl Moglock stood on a stone on the edge of the battlefield, silently watching the victory he had just achieved-in his cloudy, restless, fragmented memory, he vaguely felt that he had done something. A very scary thing, but soon the thought was replaced by more frenetic thoughts.
He began to devise the next battle plan, and began to think about how to expand the results at hand. In addition, he was a little surprised - surprised at the unexpected casualties this camp caused to the Knights of the Iron River. He never thought that the mighty Iron River Knights would incur nearly a quarter of the battle damage just to capture a border stronghold, which is almost equivalent to the loss of a frontal attack on a castle with a supernatural being inhabited, but stationed here The enemy... just a group of ordinary people.
The stronghold even has only one layer of walls.
This made Count Moglock feel some strange feelings in his heart - even in the state of constant roaring in his mind and all kinds of indescribable whistling and murmurs, he also tasted something from that feeling. ……alert. He also seemed to know where the vigilance came from, the human part of his "loyalty to Typhon": he saw the threat from ordinary people who were strong in combat, the threat to his homeland.
However, soon, even his sober thoughts disappeared. Some kind of irritability from the depths of his soul was agitating him. He felt that he still had a mission to fulfill. He had a goal of loyalty that was higher than the motherland and monarch. This goal of allegiance requires him to do something bigger...
Or, bring your own team to a more sublime annihilation.
Earl Moglock raised his head, and he saw the Paramel Heights in his sight. He knew that there was an astronomical facility on that height that was very important to the Cecil people. The information showed that the facility had just been completed. Although there are troops stationed nearby, they should not be able to resist the remaining fighting strength of the Knights of the Iron River, and inside the facility... it seems that there are only a group of weak researchers, and two or three old wizards who are strong but old. ...
This should be enough to further anger the Cecil - and,
Attacking an academic facility is obviously far less difficult than attacking Changfeng Fortress.
He raised his hand, and the knights who were resting nearby and still had plenty of combat power immediately got up and gathered around him as if they had received telepathy.
After a simple rectification, the knights of the Knights of the Iron River reorganized their ranks and left the border camp No. 22, which had lost its value. They came to a gentle slope where Count Moglock cleared his throat (he always wanted to because he felt like there was something moving in his throat all the time) and wanted to issue the next attack Order.
However, at this moment, a strange, tooth-ache humming suddenly came from nowhere, attracting the attention of the Typhon noble.
He didn't even raise his head, he completed the judgment based on experience and neural reflexes in his bones - it was the Cecilian's magic weapon that was attacking, and the Knights hadn't finished accumulating energy yet, and the warriors lacked a joint shield. They couldn't resist the Cecil's weapons - after this moment of judgment, he immediately ordered everyone to disperse and lie down, preparing to avoid the continuous shelling that followed.
However, just as the knights had time to move their bodies, a dazzling white light beam with terrifying magic power swept across the sky and swept across from a great distance. Everything the beam passed by was ashes, and the rocks and steel instantly burst or melted. , and the fragile body of flesh and blood was gasified on the spot, and the entire knight group was submerged in the deadly white light like a sand castle swept by the huge waves, even the "monster" that lost the ability to think normally, in this terrible white light Zhong also howled mournfully.
In the chaotic consciousness that Count Moglock quickly dissipated, he had nothing to remember, nothing to think about, and he didn't even have time to sigh.
The speed of the rainbow rays is obviously not comparable to ordinary cannonballs - even well-trained knights can't escape the torrent of energy like those staring at death.
A few kilometers away, an armored train covered with heavy steel was cruising at a low speed. Above the arsenal carriage at the rear of the train, the rainbow cannon with a streamlined casing and a large focused crystal was cooling down a little bit. It lifted up to both sides, revealing the heat-conducting grid that was already dark red inside. Accompanied by the hissing sound of air pressure, a large amount of steam spewed out in all directions.
mad1(gad2); The technology of catch(ex) rainbow cannons has been improving, even the most difficult heat dissipation problem was obtained after the technicians found a cooling duct from the Gondor era and cracked the mystery. Breakthrough, although there are still various problems such as the bulky heat dissipation structure and the additional cooling time after continuous shooting, at least now these powerful energy turrets can finally be installed on land vehicles such as armored trains.
In the tactical section in the center of the train, Maryland was standing in front of the podium, observing the position of the hillside after the rainbow rays swept through the picture from the external monitor.
It's like hell now, but it doesn't mean that all the enemies have been wiped out, the Knights of the Iron River are a powerful army, and those cunning Typhons should not let such an elite force come alone like this. Attacking the entire line of defense - this is almost killing its own ace, and without adequate support, a knights fighting alone will lose even the combat effectiveness.
So there must be a larger-scale action behind this attack. Although I don't know what conspiracy the Typhons are brewing, it is best to shoot in that direction a few times to be safe.
By the way, use the secondary gun to make a base for the possible hiding and ambush areas around the target point.
The Maryland general was a cautious man.
The Iron Throne - Earthly Python's main guns and secondary guns began to fire freely, and the deafening roar slightly penetrated the barrier of the carriage, with a low echo in the command center, and in these familiar roars, Maryland frowned. tightly wrinkled.
He wondered why the Typhons went to war.
But it doesn't matter if you don't understand - the situation here has been urgently communicated to the imperial capital, and the army of Changfeng Fortress has been prepared and assembled according to the plan. A large number of troops of the legion prepared for a violent counterattack. Cecil's warriors never let up, everyone was ready for the war, and now the war just came a little inexplicably and suddenly, but since those Typhons are here... then don't go.
Next, it may be the turn of Winter Wolf Castle to bleed some blood.
...
The Knights of the Winter Wolves stopped after crossing the border of the Fortress, while the faster Griffin Scouts and several squads of mechanized mages continued westward.
It was Andersa's plan - she had to prepare for the worst.
If the vanguard can catch up with the Knights of the Iron River, then they can come forward to delay, harass, and delay the knights who are out of control, and the Knights of the Winter Wolf in the back can take this opportunity to charge up and attack those out of control. ——This is the only means she can think of to stop those out-of-control knights after seeing those mutated Ares priests. Although the regular knights can't use the "thermal cone" level of legion attack, but under the premise of numerical superiority and tactical cooperation, Andersa is still fully confident that Count Moglock and his knights can be intercepted. .
But if the vanguard fails to catch up to the target, if the target has successfully carried out their dire plan...
Then the Knights of Winter Wolf will have more time and space to quickly withdraw to Typhon, fill the defense line of Winter Wolf Castle, and get ready.
Be prepared to face the Cecil's furious counterattack.
Of course, even now, Andersa still has a little hope in her heart - she hopes that the Earl of Moglock has not been as irreversible as those mutated God of War priests, and hopes that the warriors of the Knights of the Iron River can still be compared It was intercepted by gentle means, because unless she had to, she never wanted to point her sword at the Typhons...
A bright magic light bullet suddenly rose in the distance, interrupting all Andersa's thoughts.
Three red.
The young wolf general watched the magic light bomb take off, his face uglier than ever.
This matter is no longer something that can be resolved at the negotiating table.
In the next hundredth of a second, Andersa threw away all the destined unfulfilled thoughts in her mind, accepted the cold fact, turned around and raised her long sword——
"Return to Winter Wolf Castle!"
...
The urgent news from the border was transmitted through the magic net nodes in various places, and it crossed thousands of mountains and rivers in an instant. When the terrifying torrent of the rainbow cannon swept the earth, a special magic net terminal in the highest government office had already sounded a rapid horn. buzzing.
As a passive party, the capital of the Cecil Empire received the news even faster than the Typhonians who "actively went to war".
The clerk in charge of this magic net terminal is a young girl, she quickly ran to the desk, switched on the device, and became stunned for the next few seconds.
The girl who had just been transferred to this office for less than a week didn't seem to have reacted to what she heard, but the next moment, Hetty, who happened to be passing by the side corridor, had already pushed in the door.
"What happened?" Hetty looked at the young clerk who was standing beside the magic net terminal, "Why do you look sluggish?"
mad1(gad2); catch(ex) "Archon Heti..." The young clerk blinked, and she finally realized, "The Changfeng defense line is attacked! The Typhons are at war!!"
Heidi's eyes widened instantly: "What did you say?!"
The next second, she quickly instructed with a serious face: "Summon Typhon's resident ambassador immediately—and go to prepare conference room No. 1!"
The government agency of Cecil City was like a magic energy engine that suddenly entered the overload mode, and it started to operate in the blink of an eye.
In the shortest time, an emergency meeting was organized, and half of the participants were absent, but the magic web communication allowed all the participants to sit together face to face.
Hetty had explained the situation quickly, and this explosive news made even Duchess Victoria, who was as cold as ice and snow, show a look of consternation.
"Is the line between us and Typhon still open?" Duke Baldwin, who was connected through the magic net, said in a hurried tone. "What did their ambassador say?"
"The Typhons didn't cut the line, I've sent an urgent communication to Aldenan - but haven't heard back from Aldenan yet due to delays in forwarding and manual transcription," Hetty said equally quickly. Said, "As for their ambassador to the imperial capital - I summoned him urgently just now, but he seemed to have no knowledge of this matter, and he seemed more surprised than me when he heard the news."
"How could the ambassador not know the news of his country's declaration of war?" An official from the Government Affairs Office stared at him, his expression not knowing whether he was angry or smiling, "Is this the sense of humor of the Typhon people?"
Hetty looked at a hologram beside the round table: "General Philip, talk about the situation at the border."
Philip nodded: "We lost a border defense point, located near Paramel Heights, only 10% of the defenders evacuated successfully, and the others have died heroically. Fortunately, General Maryland has now eliminated the enemy who invaded the defense line. The Iron Throne - Earthly Python and three lightly armored trains are patrolling the railway network, temporarily filling the gaps in the defense line, and searching for any remaining invaders. At present, it is initially determined that the Typhonian Iron River Knights invaded the empire's territory. regiment, but for some reason this Typhon Ace army did not act in concert with infantry and battle mage troops, but just rushed in like this - which is the main reason why they were quickly eliminated."
"Are the Typhons doing anything else at the moment?"
"No clear-cut military action has yet been discovered - but the First Corps is always prepared for war."
face war.
A few words uttered by Philip seemed to carry some invisible force, creating a solemn atmosphere in the conference room.
Hetty raised her head and looked around the room.
The holographic projections of the participants or personnel surrounded the round table, and their eyes fell on her.
But she could see that behind every pair of eyes, there was actually a bit of unease hidden——
One of the most important people is not here at the moment.
Even Heidi couldn't control her emotions. Her heart had been beating faster than usual from the beginning. At this moment, she hoped more than ever that her mountain-like ancestor would appear immediately and use thunder to kill her. This unexpected crisis was quickly suppressed, defused, or a perfect response plan was developed, but she also knew that imagination could not solve the problem.
The ancestor has not come back, but he will come back soon, and until then, he must do his duty.
"Summoning the ambassador, contacting the other party's capital, and sending state inquiries. This is required by international rules. It is a rule jointly formulated by our majesty and the emperor of the Typhons, and now Cecil has fulfilled his responsibilities in this regard—" Hetty said in a deep voice, "Whether or not the Typhons abide by the rules they themselves promised is their own business, and now we should do our business.
"Philip, let the First Corps complete the preparations in the shortest possible time and advance towards the demarcation line of the Fortress of the Treaty. Regardless of whether the Typhons have follow-up military actions, we must regain the initiative, and if the Typhons have any hostile actions— Attack as long as you enter the firing zone. You and the Maryland General are solely responsible for the specific combat plan.
"Godwin, be prepared to control and guide public opinion, you should also have a lot of plans in this regard...
"Anton, you are temporarily in charge..."
Hetty quickly made rough work assignments - in the face of this sudden situation, she had no room for everyone to make detailed arrangements at the meeting, and many things had to be decided quickly, and after all arrangements were made, she was Stand up and put your hands on the table.
"Everyone, this is no longer a 'conflict'. Although there are still many strange things in this matter, we must prepare for the worst - it may develop into a full-scale war!"
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