Chapter 982 "The Initiative"

At the moment when the order was officially issued, Jin Na found that all her nervousness and anxiety had disappeared, and the soldier's instinct gradually became the master. She took a deep breath and conveyed the order to the entire dragoon squadron. He also held the joystick in front of him calmly, feeling the power and coldness conveyed by this steel machine, and his heart was calm.

One after another, the anti-gravity aircraft shaped like an inverted cone quickly swept through elegant arcs among the clouds, broke away from the previous cruising trajectory, and swept toward the shining battlefield on the ground.

The wind direction and speed were calculated, the altitude and speed were within the expected value, and the bombing angle and distance had been confirmed several times. The bombardier put his finger over a rune trigger in the center of the console and counted silently.

"Release the bomb insurance for the entire crew - release the safety lock - drop the bomb!"

...

The Cecilites' night offensive showed no sign of cessation, and deafening artillery fire exploded incessantly over the city walls. This is a severe test that this fortress has not experienced since the establishment of Winter Wolf Castle, and a war scene that has never been experienced since the founding of Typhon. Even the heroic soldiers of the Empire and the proud battle mages are in this kind of war. I was shocked by the massive attack—but anyway, the defense line was stable, and the strong shields and walls of Winter Wolf Castle could stand the test. At least for a short time, the "Sky Fire" of the Cecil people could not get in. .

Palin Winterhold observed the flow of magic power on the surface of the empty shield on the west city wall, and heaved a sigh of relief: "The magic power cycle has stabilized again... It seems that the magic power focus has been supported."

"But sticking to it is not the answer," Andersa said. "Earl of Winterhold, remember what we talked about just now, we must find a way to break the current situation and regain control..."

She stopped abruptly in the middle of her words, and a faint buzzing sound that was almost indistinguishable in the background of the roar of artillery caught her attention. She raised her head and looked at some faint In the dark night sky, his face was a little weird.

Palin Winterfort didn't react for a while: "Andersa, what's the matter?"

"Earl of Winterhold, have you heard... what's going on in the sky?"

The Earl of Winterhold was stunned for a moment, and then raised his head to look. Finally, his eyes caught some shadows that were almost imperceptible to the naked eye between the accumulated clouds and the dim starlight.

Those shadows swept across the sky, and even the legendary powerhouses would be hard-pressed to sense whether they had magical aura or malice. However, the Count of Winterhold still had a huge sense of crisis in his heart. At that moment, he felt himself. His breathing was intermittent, and in the next second, the powerful mage waved his hand and summoned the communication rune, roaring in the loudest voice: "Attack from the sky!!!"

"Reset the flow of magic power - the enemy is coming from the air!" "All the mages in the first to sixth echelons adjust the direction of resonance,

Get ready to intercept an air attack! ""That's too late! "

The order was issued at the first time, and all the soldiers and battle mages, despite being at a loss, still responded to the commander's command as quickly as possible, but no matter how fast they responded, it was too late - the entire fortress Almost all of the defensive strength and energy of the personnel were firmly contained by the offensive of Cecil's ground forces, not to mention that commanders at all levels did not even have much of the concept of "lethal attacks will come from high altitude", in this "battlefield" concept Still mainly focused on the surface of the era, all of which have become the most deadly missing link in Winter Wolf Castle...

The bomb fell.

Andersa's eyes widened, she looked up at the sky, and saw that the cascading clouds were about to block all the starlight, she saw a shimmer of light flickering between those shadows, and then the flickering bright spots broke away from them, Falling down like a meteor.

A far more terrifying explosion than when the magic cannon bombed exploded over the Winter Wolf Castle.

The blazing huge firelight bloomed like fireworks, blasting shock waves visible to the naked eye on the surface of the shield, and circles of ripples continued to spread in the night sky. The great shield of the castle vibrated violently, and the deafening roar echoed inside the shield, as if an invisible bell was tolled, and in this terrifying roar, the Earl of Winterhold heard an even more terrifying sound. ——

He heard whistling sounds coming from all directions, a sign that the shield was on the verge of reaching its limit.

Immediately afterwards, more bombs began to fall from the sky, covering the entire shield from south to north like a carpet. The shield nodes in the Winter Wolf Castle exploded one by one, and many buildings in the city were chaotic due to magic. The stream was burning, and the flaming fire light illuminated the high walls and towers, and under the light of the fire, Andersa saw that the shield above her head was rapidly disappearing.

An aerial bomb finally penetrated the thin shield of Winter Wolf Castle. It fell like a meteor, between the outer city and the inner city. The monstrous fire stinged Andersa's eyes, and she felt a bang in her ears. With a sound, terrifying heat hit from the left side, and she didn't even have time to feel the pain, she saw nothing but darkness.

...

"After all bombs have been released, confirm that the target shield has been extinguished." "Visually confirm that the barracks area and weapon depot have been destroyed..." "The core castle area is still intact... The shield still exists."

Jin Na looked through the observation window at the Winter Wolf Castle, which had fallen into a sea of ​​fire. The results of the air raids were gathering in front of her one by one.

The Great Shield of Winterwolf was destroyed as planned, but the castle district, which was the core of the fortress, seemed to have survived the bombing - this strong fortress lives up to its reputation, and it clearly has two independent layers at the same time. The shield system, even if the outer city and the big shield are all destroyed, this fortress still seems to be able to rely on the core castle to resist.

But Jin Na didn't feel sorry for this - all of this was in the judgment of the staff. An air strike could not completely destroy the Typhon fortress, and the heavy damage was already in line with the expected results.

With the loss of large shields and half of the city's defenses, combined with a huge hit to morale and casualties, it was only a matter of time before the fortress was taken - and in a very short time.

"Go back, reload," Jin Na gave the order, "Maybe we have to do it again tonight."

...

The roar, the fiery, bloody breath, the feeling of falling out of balance... Andersa felt as if she was caught in an invisible storm in a dark abyss. For a while, she even felt that she had completely She lost her awareness of her body, but in the last strong sense of weightlessness, she suddenly returned to this world.

The pain as if her body was falling apart was violently turbulent in all the nerves. She felt that she was lying in a soft place, but her body was soaked with cold, and her mind was roaring like thunder, and she could vaguely hear someone around her. The voice of speaking, but a louder noise buzzed in her ears, making it impossible for her to hear anything at all.

A strong sense of irritability surged up, and she angrily wanted to dispel those noises, and she didn't know if this anger had an effect - she heard that the noise in her ears had really weakened, and at the same time she could vaguely see A light appeared before his eyes.

"The general is awake! The general is awake!" "Water, bring water!" "Go and inform the Earl of Winterhold!"

There were soldiers shouting excitedly from the side, and it sounded more than one.

Andersa opened her eyelids with difficulty (she had never thought that her eyelids were so heavy), and after a few attempts, she made the faint chaotic light in front of her eyes turn into a shaky sight— The left eye seemed to be blocked by something, only the right eye was barely opened, and through this blurred vision, she saw a few familiar figures standing beside her, and above it seemed to be a room in the castle ceiling.

"General," came a familiar voice from the side, "how are you feeling? Can you hear me?"

Andersa turned her eyes reluctantly, and she saw her adjutant standing beside her.

Her gaze stayed on the adjutant for a long time, and it wasn't until more than ten seconds later that she withdrew her gaze with difficulty, and asked in a hoarse voice that surprised herself, "How long have I been in a coma?"

It was like fire in his throat, but after a careful perception, it seemed that there was no fatal visceral hemorrhage and tracheal tear, which was a fortune in misfortune - unfortunately, it is difficult to do it with a more careful perception, and you can only determine your own physical condition. Must be bad.

"You were only in a coma for half an hour..." said the adjutant, "a large dose of alchemy potions and healing spells had an effect..."

"Half an hour... I thought a century had passed," Andersa twitched the corners of her mouth, "Tell me about the damage."

The adjutant hesitated for a second or two before whispering: "The shield of the fortress has been completely destroyed, permanently extinguished, the inner and outer city has been severely damaged, there are fires everywhere, we have lost the barracks and the arsenal, those magic weapons When it fell, it happened to pass through the shield and hit the place where the 22nd regiment was stationed, and the 22nd regiment... has been removed."

Andersa took a light breath. She had difficulty distinguishing the voices from all directions in the roaring noise in her ears. After two seconds of silence, she whispered, "What about the current situation?"

"...Lord Palin Winterhold commanded those who were still able to move back to the Castle District. The outer city could no longer be held, and he ordered us to continue resisting in the Castle District and the inner city. The Black Flag Wizards blew up before they could evacuate. The ruins and fires have somewhat delayed the Cecil offensive..."

"I did hear voices outside," Andersa said slowly, "Shut up... So, they've already called in?"

"...Our fighters are fending off them among the ruins and streets of the inner city. We are badly damaged, but no one flinches."

At this moment, Andersa heard some commotion nearby, and a soldier whispered: "The Earl of Winterhold is here!"

She saw the figure of Palin Winterhold appear in the corner of her field of vision. The familiar elder was bending over to her, as if observing her own injury. She saw a heavy, almost sad look on the other's face.

"Okay," Andersa said to the adjutant and the other soldiers and officers around, "you step back first and continue to command the battle. I want to talk to the Earl of Winterhold."

"General, your body..."

"This is an order."

"Yes, General."

The adjutant and the soldiers left, and only the Earl of Winterhold was left in Andersa's sight. She twitched the corners of her mouth: "It seems that the situation can't get any worse..."

"Very bad indeed, we failed, Andersa," said the Earl of Winterhold in a deep voice, "the Cecilians will soon take over this place completely - they don't know why they haven't used that terrible aerial attack again, maybe it is Want to occupy a more intact forward base... This has extended our resistance somewhat, but not too long."

After that, there was a long silence, and even Palin Winterhold began to wonder if Andersa had passed out again, but in the end Andersa spoke up: "Count of Winterhold, do you think the soldier's What are the responsibilities?"

Palin Winterfort didn't answer Andersa's question, he just quietly stared at the girl who had grown up almost by himself, staring for a while before he asked, "Andersa, what do you want to do? "

Andersa tried her best to open her eyes and looked at the count of Winterhold: "I still have one last 'initiative'..."

Then, she said what she wanted to do.

Palin Winterhold's eyes widened, he couldn't believe what he heard for a while, couldn't believe it was a decision that Andersa would make, and then he reminded in a low voice: "This will make you Lost honor - no matter what the truth is, you will not have a glorious record in the history books in the future. Andersa, you are not an ordinary commander, you are 'General Wolf', you should know the meaning of this title and what is behind it constraints..."

"Times have changed, Uncle Palin," Andersa seemed to smile, shaking her head slightly, "The old rules...after all, they can't keep up with the times."

"...Even if this will discredit you?" Palin Winterhold frowned, "I can order for you, after all, you are no longer capable..."

"I have decided."

"...I see," Palin Winterhold gave Andersa a deep look, before nodding with a serious expression, but then he asked again, "Do you think this will not be contaminated by those Are the soldiers and officers interfering?"

"I have roughly guessed what the gods want," Andersa said calmly, "He wants war, he just wants war—and surrender is also a part of war.

"Let me be the first 'General Wolf' in Typhon's history to raise his flag and surrender before the castle is breached. I'm ready."

"...Okay, I'll get ready."

The Earl of Winterhold has left.

Andersa lay quietly on the blood-stained bed, her left eye still couldn't open, and in the other eye that she barely opened, she seemed to see some memories of the past, many years ago. The things that had happened that had faded in her memory, she remembered the first time she followed her father to "visit" the fort when she was very young, and remembered listening to her father telling her about those families in a daze. The story of the ancestors, the oath engraved under the wolf head, her lips moved gently, as if she was still reading those sentences with her father——

"...I swear by my family, I swear by honor, I will guard this fortress, even to the end of my life...even if I shed blood...break my body...the winter wolf flag will never fall..."

She shook her head.

She doesn't want honor.

She wants her country to be safe—

This kingdom built by our ancestors overcoming all obstacles should not be overwhelmed by this inexplicable disaster.

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