Chapter 981 Spiral Bottoms Out

Bloody smell, Andersa was no stranger to this smell.

She stood in front of the gate of the communication tower, keeping the attitude of opening the gate halfway, the perception of the high-level extraordinary spread out, and the various auras in the tower came into her mind, just a few seconds later , she retreated directly and closed the door again.

She turned around, took big steps, and walked towards the east hall like the wind, while countless thoughts and speculations were mixed with the information revealed in everything in the recent period of time, in her mind Run like a storm. Her steps gradually became steady, and questions began to surface in her mind. The first question that popped up was—

If you want to blindly blind the supreme commander of Winter Wolf Castle for 24 hours, and ensure that no soldier accidentally breaks the "curtain" in the process... How many people will it take?

On the way to the East Hall, Andersa carefully discriminated the possible illusions around her as if she was pulling a cocoon. She checked all the abnormalities one by one, and restored the "farce" in the past two days as it should have been.

Lord Palin Winterhold stands in front of the magic focal point in the East Hall. The circular platform in the center of the hall is inlaid with a huge crystal device, and the magic brilliance is constantly flowing on the device. The attention of the Earl of Winterhold is falling on the main streams of light-he monitors the entire Winter Wolf Castle. The balance of mana, shield load, and the deployment and rotation of the Black Flag Wizards can be adjusted at any time to ensure that the mages and the fortress can be kept in the best condition at all times.

In addition to the Earl of Winterhold, there are only a dozen war mages in the hall serving as sentries, guarding the portals.

As soon as Andersa stepped into the hall, the Earl of Winterhold sensed her aura. The elegant and dignified middle-aged man raised his head and said casually, "You came just in time, Andersa."

The next second, he noticed the particularly solemn expression on Andersa's face and the faintly conveyed seriousness.

"What happened?" The Earl of Winterhold asked immediately, and before his words fell, a layer of sound insulation barrier had risen out of nowhere, completely covering the surrounding area for a few meters, "This place is safe."

"The mages on duty in the communication tower are all dead," Andersa knew of the existence of the soundproof barrier, but she couldn't help lowering her voice, and said with a serious and almost terrifying expression on her face, "The time of death is probably around the time of death. one day ago."

In addition, she didn't need to explain the second sentence at all, and the countenance of the Earl of Winterhold turned gloomy for a moment. In just a few seconds, this extremely quick-thinking Battle Mage commander has retraced all the time nodes in his mind. , backtracked all the key events that could be linked to the communication tower, and the next moment he said solemnly: "So, none of the information we should have sent out..."

"Or worse—Winter Wolf Keep is getting news that shouldn't be getting out.

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"The adjutant beside you... No, he is not enough, there are more people..." The Earl of Winterhold said in a solemn tone, he did not question whether the explosive news that Andersa suddenly brought was true or not, because he knew This friend's daughter, it is impossible for the other party to talk vaguely about this kind of thing, "They are all affected..."

Andersa took a light breath: "Not all the affected people will be completely out of control like those priests, more people are hidden among us, and they... are rational."

An unspeakable depression enveloped her, and the depression even revealed creepy horror. Andersa is no stranger or afraid of death, but she finds herself facing something more terrifying than life and death on the battlefield - it seems to be everywhere, intangible and intangible, it is hidden in every Around people, even hidden in the depths of everyone's soul, it stirred up the lives and deaths of countless people, but many people didn't even know it had come before until they died...

Over the years, the fortress of Winter Wolf Castle and the countless soldiers in the fortress have always been the source of pride and confidence for Andersa, but at this moment, she is falling into the abyss in this fortress.

"What are you going to do?" The Earl of Winterhold suddenly stared at Andersa and said, his eyes were as sharp as the stars in a winter night, "Do you still have a way to restore it?"

Andersa bit her lip, her face gloomy: "...In a sense, I'm even worried that we have lost control of Winter Wolf Castle - those out-of-control God of War believers are obviously promoting a war, so any Any attempt to stop the war from worsening will inevitably be countered, and I dare not bet on the extent to which the soldiers of Winter Wolf Keep have been infiltrated."

To the young General Wolf, this was a great irony and shame. A fortress commander lost control of his fortress and his army for this reason when the war came. This kind of thing has never happened since the founding of Typhon, but now it happened in the future of the Wendell family. On the head of the successor, if he didn't experience it himself, who would dare to believe all this?

It is true that Andersa also knew that the situation might not be so bad. She did not really lose control of Winter Wolf Castle and the troops. More than half of the soldiers in this fortress must still be loyal to her. However, from the results, The severity of this matter is not much different from being completely out of control - in the current situation, she has no energy or way to identify those faith polluters lurking among ordinary soldiers, not to mention... Cecil people still Continue to attack the fortress.

The sound of explosions continued to come from the direction of the western city wall, and the Cecil's long-range artillery launched a new round of bombardment.

And in this explosion like a death urging, the Earl of Winterhold looked into Andersa's eyes: "Reason and logic tell me that there will be no winner in this war, Cecil and Typhon are both stepping into the abyss. , our most deadly problem now is that all communication channels have been cut off or interfered, even including the messengers sent out... The Cecilians are very likely to miscalculate the situation in Winter Wolf Castle, and even miscalculate the entire Typhon Empire Once they cross this line of defense, even if there is no interference from the Church of God of War, this war will turn into a disaster..."

"So I'm thinking about how to take back some of the initiative, and we have to figure out a way to get the news out of Winter Wolf Keep—whether it's to the Imperial City or to the Cecilians," Andersa clenched her fists, "and also To prevent those who are polluted from detecting and destroying this..."

"And the most important point..." said the Earl of Winterhold, but halfway through his words, a series of explosions that were denser and more disturbing than before came from a distance. It sounded like a southwesterly sound. The sound of the shield being bombarded.

"And the most important point," repeated the Earl of Winterhold, after the explosion had subsided, "not all soldiers and officers understand what is going on as well as you and me—I mean those who remain Sober, unaffected soldiers. The cataclysm is a secret, we hid it too well before, the soldiers of the empire now only know that we have a full-scale war with the Cecilians, and they have reached the Winter Wolf Keep Outside the city walls, your outreach and 'reconciliation' behavior at this time will definitely shake them seriously."

"I can't take care of that much now," Andersa said immediately, "Lord of Winterhold, I need the help of your mages. Winterwolves are full of soldiers and knights who are more or less related to the God of War faith. Only your mage troops are still reliable, I need your magic - re-control the communication tower, build new external communication, or any other method that can make Winter Wolf Castle 'speak' to the outside world. try."

"I'll find a way," said the Earl of Winterhold for only a second, "but only if we keep the fortress intact tonight. The Cecil's night offensive shows no sign of abating, even more so than during the day. Even more violently, I suspect they are even going to smash our shields and walls down with more and more ranged 'Skyfire'. That's what I called you for: The Eye of the Mage observes the Cecilians Two more points of fire were added to the northwest, and they used a large vehicle to pull some kind of magic cannon larger than the tank's main gun to the front line, and those things don't seem to be ready yet, but they will attack at any time."

"How many magic-guided cannons do they have on the way..." Andersa could hardly control the stunned tone in her voice, "Can the Black Flag Magician Group deal with those two firepower points?"

"Beyond the range of the Legion's spell, Cecil's position is very good. They are afraid that they have already figured out the attack limit of the Black Flag Magician. It seems that we can only rely on strengthening the shield to resist those things."

"...Understood, I will order to transfer the energy of the mana focus on the east side to the shield, and at the same time let the battle mages under the Knights prepare to go to the city wall to maintain the shield."

Andersa's voice just fell, and a piercing whistling sound from a distance that made people feel sore and tinnitus suddenly sounded. After a very short delay, it was far more deafening than any previous bombardment, and even made the entire building. The explosion of the fortress trembled faintly in the night!

The battle mages in the hall were stunned by the huge explosion, and the expressions of Palin Winterhold and Andersa changed at the same time. The two quickly rushed out of the hall and rushed to a connecting bridge towards the city wall. They raised their heads and looked towards the direction from which the explosion came. In the sight of the two of them, the thick energy shield outside Winter Wolf Castle was rippling with layers of ripples, while a larger explosion flashed in a few seconds. It exploded again after planting.

After a slight delay, the roar of this second explosion reached Andersa's ears.

Is that the cannon?

Palin Winterhold's face quickly flashed a color of thought, and the next second he outlined the rune of communication in the air, and quickly issued a new order to his black flag battle mages: "Four to six The echelon is charged, and two wide-area illusions are cast to the northwest A2 and A3 positions, and the seventh to tenth echelons are to strengthen the shields and prepare for the follow-up impact!"

Andersa also rushed to the side of the Earl of Winterhold, she knew that her adjutants and other commanders must also be on the opposite side of the summoning spell, no matter how many of them had become the carriers of god pollution, at least in the "combat". "In this matter, they will definitely obey their own orders: "Crodian! Immediately transfer the energy of the mana focus on the east side to the shield! Let the battle mages of the regiment go to the city wall..."

Orders were issued quickly, and the defenders of Winter Wolf Castle fell into a brief panic under the sudden ground fire attack, but soon everything was restored to order, more energy was mobilized to the shield, and more The mage turned his attention to the new source of attack. The defensive strength of the fortress was quickly adjusted, and the temporarily shaken shield gradually stabilized.

Andersa and Palin Winterhold stood on the connecting bridge, adjusting the defenses of the entire fortress through communication spells while watching the new offensive of the Cecilians. They overlooked the tense and busy scene in the fortress and looked at the city walls. The nearby shields regained their solidity, and both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Almost all the defensive forces of Winter Wolf Castle are now concentrated on the city walls and shields. The tireless ground offensive of the Cecilians has put Andersa under heavy pressure, but fortunately, the fortress seems to have withstood.

...

Philip received the latest information from the ground forces.

"Can't the truth-I orbital acceleration gun blast their shields..." He whispered to himself, as if a little surprised by the defense strength of the Typhonian frontier fortress, "Or the Black Flag Magician Is the regiment strengthening the shield of that fortress?"

"It seems that it is really difficult to break through that fortress in a short time with ground firepower alone," a senior staff officer said beside him, "General, it's almost midnight."

Philip glanced at the mechanical watch on the table, and then his eyes fell on the magic net terminal not far away.

...

In the dark night of howling wind, a low hum sounded among the clouds, and war machines made of steel and crystal swept through the sky like ghosts.

More than 20 mass-produced "Dragons" are lined up in a ring formation under the leadership of the captain, and are cruising along the border of the warning area of ​​Winter Wolf Fort in a night flight mode with lights off at low speed.

Jin Na took a deep breath - the breeze shield and the reliable cockpit blocked the howling wind outside, but she still felt as if she could smell the cold, slightly bloody smell outside - she lowered her head Looking at the observation window forward and downward, I saw that the edge of the dark earth was constantly flickering and bursting, and light blue flashes continuously cut through the darkness.

At the end of the criss-crossing rays of light is a fortress that stands tenaciously on the ground. The shield shrouded above the fortress is frequently rippled, but there is still no sign of going out.

The young air force commander took a deep breath again to calm his nervousness a little.

This is not the first time she has flown, and it is not the first time she has been on the battlefield. She has driven a griffin over the rock fortress under the fire of war, and she has also flown over the earth polluted by the divine disaster of the crystal cluster with the giant eagles of the elves. Above the old capital on the verge of falling.

But that feeling is not the same as it is now.

Her hands were clasped on the joystick, and the humming of the anti-gravity ring and the Dragonborn drive gradually reassured her. She tilted her head slightly to see the mechanic and bombardier sitting behind her. nervous.

"Relax, it's not the first time we've held these joysticks," she said.

"I'm just thinking of a loud opening statement," said the bombardier, pretending to be calm. "Say it when the bomb is dropped."

"Don't do this useless thing," Jin Na said immediately, "focus on..."

She was only halfway there.

A device on the aircraft console suddenly lit up, and the next second, she heard General Philip's voice coming from it—

"Dragons, on a mission, code-named Z-17."

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