Chapter 979: Evening

Andersa didn't let herself sink for too long.

It is a fact that Typhon is one step behind in the modern battlefield, but this does not mean that Typhon's military power has fallen behind the Cecils in an all-round way - now her troops are only in a disadvantageous situation under certain conditions, and even only Passive defense in Winter Wolf Castle, but even so, it is not so easy for the Cecils to break through this line of defense.

Her eyes turned to the distance. On the west side of the Winter Wolf Castle, the smoke and dust were gradually rising...

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The heavy crawlers crushed the dry, hard and cold wasteland. The low roar of the magic engine and the mechanical friction of the gear connecting rods came from all directions. The muzzle of the "Warhammer" main battle tank was high, and in this steel army In front of you, the towering walls of Winter Wolf Castle and the shimmering fortress shields are already visible in the distance.

The first attack wave is gradually approaching the optimal shooting distance. The echelon commander is in a sturdy chariot and looks at the distant scene through the periscope. Except for Winter Wolf Castle, there seems to be no obstacle set up by the enemy in the wilderness. - No wooden barricades that are better than nothing, no criss-crossing nets in sight, and no annoying interceptors.

"They seem to have given up on blocking our tank units in the open field," the commander shouted loudly as the machinery was running loudly. "We are approaching the firing range."

"Those Typhons should now know what a disaster they've had!" the commander also shouted loudly, "I thought the famous Winter Wolf line of defense was difficult to deal with - it doesn't even look as good as Boulder City. The Crystal Cluster Legion!"

The echelon commander immediately reminded: "Be careful! Those Typhons are a little abnormal on the battlefield, be careful of traps..."

In the past year or so, the front-line troops in the Eastern Frontier have been expanding and training. Now their members are not only the former First Army soldiers who were transferred from the Southern Territory, but some of them were originally stationed at Changfeng Fortress and survived by chance. The Eastern Territory veterans who have been retrained by the gods of disaster have now become part of the new army, and the commander of this echelon is one of such "retrained veterans".

Rich combat experience and knowledge of the Typhons made him a junior officer on the front line, and now more and more confusion is emerging in the commander's mind.

The Typhons have never acted so strangely - as the party that took the initiative to declare war, they acted as hurriedly as the Cecils, as a powerful army in the border area, they were tied up on the battlefield, and many elite troops did not have it. Appearing, I have heard that the Typhons are also reforming the army and enhancing the combat effectiveness of the border guards, but now it seems...why is the performance of Winter Wolf Castle even worse than the Ansu era a few years ago?

Confused thoughts swirled in the commander's mind,

At the same time, he did not forget to be vigilant and pay attention to the surrounding situation.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a layer of slight tingling and tingling on the surface of the arm skin.

He looked down and saw that his hair was standing up.

"Watch out for the magic trap!" The echelon commander reacted immediately, and he rushed to the communication station. "The left and right wings are scattered, the rear team slows down to bypass, the front team's firepower clears the field at close range, and cooperates with the infantry to prepare for the enemy—"

The first wave of tanks responded immediately. With the roar of machinery, the heavy steel chariots began to quickly change their queues. The "Steel Ambassador" chariots that were advancing in coordination opened their shields and began to prepare for the magical impact. Almost at the same time, the entire land in front of the chariot troops began to appear densely packed, like a mesh of white light composed of countless tiny lightning bolts - the light mesh seemed to penetrate from the soil, sweeping across the battlefield in a blink of an eye. However, in an instant, fine sparks appeared from the mechanical compartments and rail guns of a number of tanks.

The power ridge was badly damaged in the magic surge, the magic engine ran out of balance, the gears and connecting rods burst into a screeching noise from the combined effect of inertia and the engine lost control, creaked and twisted into a ball, the affected tanks and many more The functional chariots stopped one by one, and even more chariots did not stop completely, but their speed slowed down significantly, and the subtle explosions in the car continued continuously.

At this moment, a low-pitched humming sound came from the extremely high altitude, and the coordinated infantrymen under the protection of the steel ambassador subconsciously raised their heads. The focal points that were layered like mirrors, the surging magic power surged in the air, and those mirrors began to quickly turn red...

The chariots that were still able to move quickly retreated or spread out to the wings. The steel ambassador entered the overload mode and opened the wide-area shield to the maximum. The infantry quickly looked for the squad chariot for cover, and in the next second, hundreds of high-energy channels The beam has been splashed down...

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"Confirmed that the arcane stress field is in effect! The enemy has been stopped!" "The aurora rain has been focused, and the projection is full!" "The second-tier mages are starting to store energy!" "Observing the results..."

The line of defense that had been calm a second ago seemed to be boiling at this moment. The humming and explosions of the magic focus hit the eardrums, and a series of information was quickly gathered in front of Andersa, who had already returned to the commander in the fortress. In the room, the situation on the defense line is being observed through the magic projection made by the mage at the moment-the distant scene has been blocked by the overwhelming high-energy beam and explosion smoke.

"It worked," Earl Palin Winterhold looked nervously at the holographic picture presented by the magic projection. This was the first time he had used his battle mages to fight against the mechanical troops of the Cecilians, "A level four or above. High-energy beams appear to penetrate their shields."

However, Andersa, who was the highest commander, frowned, obviously she found the problem: "...we should wait for them to activate the stress field a little further ahead, the mages are too impatient. Or if we have two traps That's good, all those Cecils can be intercepted within the coverage of the beam rain..."

"They won't be fooled a second time," Earl Palin Winterhold said in a deep voice, "but we have achieved the expected results, and the next step is the confrontation of hard power..."

Before the Earl of Winterhold could finish speaking, Andersa saw a flash of light in the depths of the smoke and dust in the holographic image, and something shocking shook the smoke away, leaving a light blue trail in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the second and third flashes appeared in the smoke.

After just a few seconds, a huge explosion sounded from the outside - the direction of the city wall was attacked.

The smoke was blown away by the wind, and the steel army of the Cecilians appeared again-the menacing army looked very embarrassed. After being baptized by the high-energy beam rain, nearly one-third of the war machines had been turned into wreckage, and the other A large number of badly damaged and powerless chariots were scattered across the battlefield, and the survivors, using the wreckage as cover, were bombarding the walls of Winter Wolf Keep.

Even if they are embarrassed, they attack with astonishing momentum.

At the same time, Andersa also noticed that there were other enemies behind the chariots-some soldiers with strange equipment survived the attack just now, and they were spreading to the positions under the cover of their own chariots and battlefield wreckage. , seems to be carefully searching for something.

They are destroying arcane stress field generators buried in the ground.

Earl Palin Winterhold had a tense expression on his face. This was the first time he had seen an army of "ordinary people" who, instead of being wiped out by the Black Flag Magician's strategic spell, still retained a certain amount of combat power. Not only amazed by the combat effectiveness and survivability of ordinary people under the blessing of equipment, but also by their courage in the face of such a large-scale magic attack.

At this moment, the sound of the communication spell came into the ears of Andersa and the Earl of Winterhold, and more news of the coming of the enemy came from the magic sentry set up at the height of Winter Wolf Castle——

"Enemy chariots were observed in the northwest!" "Magic reaction was observed in the southwest!" "The second wave of the enemy's offensive was observed in front of the defense line!"

"You are right," Andersa said slowly, looking at the Earl of Winterhold, "The next step is the confrontation of hard power..."

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In the rear of the main force, the original contract castle has been temporarily transformed into the front-line command post of the First Army Corps. Various types of magic equipment transferred from the rear occupy the lobby on the first floor of the castle. The comings and goings make this place a very busy scene.

It is Philip himself who sits here and directs the frontline offensive operations.

A subordinate stood in front of him and reported the situation just reported from the front line: "The advance force's actions on the west side of Winter Wolf Castle were frustrated, and the vanguard force was hit by the legion-level spell of the Typhonians and could not continue to move forward. Ultimate range is slowly weakening enemy shields. Second, third, and fourth tiers are trying to attack from all directions, but are bombarded by powerful swarm magic, and have encountered some kind of trap that can interfere with the operation of the magic net device."

"It seems that the Black Flag Magicians have arrived at Winter Wolf Castle," Philip quickly concluded, frowning at the same time, "That kind of trap didn't appear in the previous information... It seems that there are some Typhonians that are not even us. Something new I've seen."

"General, do you want to put the reserve echelon into the battlefield?" the subordinate asked. "The Black Flag Magician Group has entered Winter Wolf Castle ahead of schedule, and the ground troops are now advancing slowly..."

Philip raised his head and glanced at the magic net terminal not far away.

"No," he shook his head, "keep the advancing troops at a safe distance, continue to weaken the shields of Winterwolf Keep outside of the bombing range of strategic spells, and it doesn't matter if you are slow - just continue to contain the energy of the Black Flag Wizards. That's it, don't allow those mages to rest and adjust their deployment."

"Yes, General."

After his subordinates left, Philip exhaled slightly. He returned to the tactical map and reconfirmed the terrain around Winter Wolf Castle and the enemy's military deployment confirmed during the last reconnaissance.

Winter Wolf Fort is now passively defending, and although the combat effectiveness shown is strong, it has not exceeded expectations, but the troops mobilized from all over Typhon are definitely gathering towards the Winter Wolf defense line. The defense will be completely stabilized, and even an active attack will be launched.

However, he did not give orders to invest more echelons or change the offensive plan of the advancing troops.

But looking at the tactical map in front of him and thinking about the current battlefield situation, some voices suddenly popped up in his mind——

"Do you want to try a more aggressive attack? Let several front-line echelons launch a super-large group attack against the defensive firepower of Winter Wolf Fort, so many tanks and multi-purpose vehicles are distributed on the open battlefield, from all directions at the same time. If attacking, even the strategic spells of the Black Flag Magicians cannot cover the entire battlefield...

"Mages of flesh and blood have limits, and there must be a cooling cycle for super-large-scale strategic spells...

"Compared with another set of stable plans, the advancing troops may suffer greater casualties, but they can achieve results faster, and in this way, the military exploits will belong to the First Army, and there is no need to share the honor with others...

"This is a battlefield, and sometimes the necessary sacrifices are in exchange for the necessary merits..."

Beside Philip, Malm Dunet, with a gentle and loving smile, patiently waited for the young General Cecil to make a decision.

Philip raised his head, he turned his head to look in the direction of Malm Dunet, and suddenly showed a smile.

Malm Dunit's warm and loving smile instantly stiffened. He seemed to be caught in a huge astonishment, and subconsciously said, "How do you..."

"I used to be a devout believer in the God of War, and even now, this belief should still be able to affect my words and deeds, affect my way of thinking, and even subtly affect my soul-not everyone has the ability to break the heart with their own will Stencil," Philip said casually, "so, do you think Cecil's soldiers will not take any precautions after learning about Typhon's hidden danger?"

As he spoke, he raised his left hand, the pale gold thin chain hung down, and a small, pocket watch-like device slipped down from his cuff, but after the "dial" was opened, a glimmer of light was revealed inside. of complex curved runes reminiscent of deep-sea creatures.

The moment he saw the rune, Malm Dunit felt a burst of dizziness, and his body quickly became unstable, flashing violently as if the energy was about to be interrupted!

In the next second, the figure of the former God of War Pope quickly dimmed, as if he was planning to escape from this place through some kind of escape spell, but before he acted, Philip had already quickly pressed a button on the magic net terminal next to him— —

Some kind of low-frequency oscillation that cannot be heard by human ears and contains powerful power instantly "reverberates" in the entire room, directly suppressing Malm Dunit's spiritual body like a requiem, and driving it out. The dimension he wanted to flee to.

The officers and civilians nearby heard a howl that did not resemble a human being. They saw a figure appearing out of thin air near the general and flung out in a state of embarrassment. Several exclamations sounded all around.

Malm Dunit felt a piercing pain. After becoming a spirit body, he thought it was impossible for him to have a similar feeling again, but some invisible force was tearing at what he used to maintain himself. "Divine power" made his soul seem to be splitting apart. This continuous blow finally angered this paranoid soul, he suddenly raised his body and raised his scepter high——

A spider silk wrapped around his wrist.

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