Chapter 985: Doomed

The war nun immediately got up and saluted when Philip appeared. The latter waved to her, indicating that there was no need to bow, and this movement also awakened Andersa who seemed to be in a trance. She turned her head and looked at Philip.

She struggled with her upper body, and seemed to want to sit up, but she was pushed back by the fully-armed nun halfway through the motion.

"Lie still - your injuries are much worse than you think."

"It's better to follow the doctor's orders at this time," Philip said, looking down at Andersa before coming to the soft collapse, then he pulled a chair next to him and sat down, "I didn't expect to meet under such circumstances. "

"I didn't expect..." Andersa said with a pale face, but her voice was much clearer and stronger than when she woke up before. Obviously, the follow-up series of treatments had an effect - she also said no Whether it was the rescue performed by his subordinates that worked or the dozens of healing techniques that the nun next to him used a "war hammer" to unleash on him, "It's really embarrassing, I made you laugh."

"Stop talking about that," Philip said bluntly, waving his hand, "let's talk about the current situation - Typhon's Church of God of War has a problem, and the pollution of belief has caused your army to get out of control, we already know this. , but now it seems that the actual situation may deviate from our judgment, and I would like to hear this part."

Andersa opened her mouth, she looked at Philip's face that was almost as young as her, but behind this face she saw another empire that had been armed to the teeth, she took a light breath, within this breath , she suddenly realized... that she had not left the battlefield.

She sorted out her thoughts, as if sorting out her uniform, and then slowly said: "It is indeed as you said, a certain spiritual 'plague' is spreading among our soldiers, and even some officers have been affected— The former Knights of the Iron River fell prey to this spiritual plague. But the spread of this 'contamination' is still limited - not all Typhon soldiers are followers of the God of War."

Philip looked into Andersa's eyes, and after a moment said in a deep voice: "It seems that you have your own judgment on this divine disaster - but you know, we received a declaration of war from Aldenan, that is It came directly from the Obsidian Palace."

He paused, then added: "It's giving us a very bad signal - whether the announcement is true or not, the situation is very bleak. If that's true, it means our enemy is not just out of control. God, and your majesty the emperor, if it's fake...the situation will be even worse for you."

When his voice fell, Andersa said softly: "...Yes, I know, I only learned about it not long ago."

As she said that, a self-deprecating smile appeared on her face: "As the commander of the Typhon front line,

It's ironic that I'm the last person to know that the two countries are at war, isn't it? "

Philip thought for a while and nodded: "So there is really something wrong with the declaration of war, so the 'disaster' in Typhon is even less optimistic. Is that what you mean?"

Andersa shook her head: "No, I don't think the 'disaster' you mentioned is completely out of control, and the situation is not as irreversible as you think..."

"I need more convincing evidence or reasons," Philip interrupted, "According to what we have just learned, Winter Wolf Castle has actually been in a state of information isolation for the past few days, and the soldiers tainted by the God of War have Severing all connections inside and outside the fortress - in this case, your judgement of the situation in Typhon becomes unconvincing."

Andersa stared at Philip's face with her only right eye left, and she made her tone firm: "I admit the facts described in the first half of your sentence, but I think I still have a say in this matter.

"Indeed, the declaration of war was very disturbing, and its original original document was indeed transmitted from the Obsidian Palace, but this does not prove that Typhon's entire military system was completely 'infected', in fact... I hate to admit it, but in this case, the communication system we used exposed very serious flaws."

"I don't know if you understand the communication tower network used by Typhon. In this network, although most of the relaying and sending and receiving are done by the magic organ, at some key nodes, manual intervention can easily change things. I After thinking about the whole process carefully, I found that there are many loopholes in it, so as long as there is a problem with those key nodes, even if only a few people are polluted by the 'mental plague', things will get out of control."

Having said that, Andersa added: "Of course, we have very strict monitoring, reward and punishment measures for those key links, but in the face of spiritual pollution and mutation, material rewards and punishments and even life and death threats are obviously not enough. Make a difference - crazy people don't care about anything."

Philip nodded slowly: "This is a persuasive statement."

Andersa endured the noise still ringing in her ears from time to time and the pain all over her body, she took a breath and continued: "Besides, I don't think this 'plague' can completely overturn Typhon's Order. Although Typhon has a wide range of God of War beliefs, we are not just warriors and knights - Typhon also has a large number of battle mages and several direct legions fully loyal to the royal family, which I believe are not immune to this affected by the plague - and they must have been mobilized by now to deal with the chaos.

"His Majesty Rosetta has been consciously controlling the power of the Church of God of War for many years, and even before several generations of emperors, the royal family has begun to make efforts in this regard. Those who are completely loyal to the royal family and do not accept any sect baptism are directly under the family. The Knights are the product of these moves...

"Besides, we were actually taking some actions before the situation started to deteriorate - Typhon didn't do nothing, we have been isolating hidden priests, and replacing those nobles and knights who have too much contact with the church, just We misestimated the power of the contamination of the gods, and we were caught off guard, but it was enough to prove that Aldenan was prepared...

"...Not all places have the same composition of soldiers as Winter Wolf Castle, so the situation in Winter Wolf Castle is definitely not representative of the entire Typhon. According to my judgment, at least in most of the southern, western, and north-central regions of the empire, the situation is certain. Still in control.

"One last point... This may be my subjective judgment, but I think His Majesty Rosetta must be doing his best to control the order, and Aldenan will definitely make an effective response. This 'war' will affect both of us. It's no good, it's just a carnival of fanatics and polluters. I know the situation is irreversible, but after this we have to find a way to bring the situation back under control, which requires both of us..."

Philip quietly listened to every sentence of Andersa, until the other party finished speaking, he raised his brows and returned to reality from the state of listening and thinking. After a brief hesitation, he broke the silence: "I can feel your frankness."

"We are not enemies now," Andersa said calmly. "I have heard that your Emperor, His Majesty, often say something that the fate of all mortals is closely linked in the face of doomsday. The sentence was full of doubts and misunderstandings, but now...I find it true."

Philip looked at the young wolf general with some surprise, and gradually, a trace of admiration appeared on his face, and he nodded solemnly to Andersa: "It's not easy to make this change, I think I need to reevaluate you too, Miss Andersa Wendell."

Then he stood up from the chair, tidied up the hem of his clothes, lowered his head and said seriously: "These things you talked about today are very important, I will report them to the Supreme Government Office as they are, I hope these Intelligence can lead everyone to a better future - for now, just rest and recuperate, and we will treat all captives well."

Andersa seemed to want to say something more, but she just opened her mouth and then calmed down and closed her eyes.

The war nun on the side stood up and greeted Philip.

"Sister, what's your name?" Philip asked casually.

"You can call me Marian," the blond young war nun said with a smile. "I belong to the Seventh Company of the Iron Sacred Power Chapter and serve you on the orders of the Patriarch."

"Very well, Sister Marianne—Miss Andersa will take care of you," Philip nodded, "We will arrange for her to be moved to a better rear as soon as possible, but before that, you must do your best to ensure that Her safety and health, she is very important to us."

"Swear to the Light, General," said Sister Marianne solemnly at once, "to live up to the mission!"

...

"General," the young adjutant couldn't help asking Philip after leaving the room, "do you think that what the Typhon said is reliable?"

Philip replied casually: "I am willing to believe 80%, and the remaining 20% ​​distrust is half because of basic caution and vigilance, and half because the 'General Wolf' may not know the whole truth himself."

The adjutant thoughtfully: "...Then it seems that we really have to re-evaluate the current situation of Typhon."

"The smart people in the Supreme Council will think carefully," Philip said, "and for me... I am most fortunate now that we decisively took down this fortress in the shortest time, and now we finally have the next initiative. , and minimized the possible losses. After that, it depends on the judgment of the Supreme Government Office, and what skills Typhon's 'Rosetta the Great' has... If the Typhons can't control this situation in the end If the fire is already burning in the field, then the contamination of the God of War will eventually turn into a divine disaster like the crystal cluster, and then this battle..."

Philip shook his head and didn't say any more, but the adjutant had already deduced the inevitable development after that.

A war controlled by humans, at least there is still hope to stop, no matter how difficult it is to stop, there will always be hope. A war that can be controlled by gods, especially a war controlled by "mad gods"... Once it breaks out, the initiative will be It's hard to stay in the hands of mortals.

The mad god will not accept the armistice agreement, let alone how many people on both sides of the war remain rational and seek peace. He will only continue to operate indefinitely within his own crazy rules, continue to attack, and continue to destroy, even if mortal beliefs are cut off. Civilization collapses, and as long as the power of this mad god is not exhausted, he will never stop.

Therefore, the Cecil Empire must lay down the Winter Wolf Castle and completely control this "Typhon Portal" - if the fire must be burned, it must not be burned on Cecil's land.

Philip sighed softly.

No matter whether this war is due to a divine disaster or because the Typhons really want to fight, the Winter Wolf Castle must be defeated. This is already doomed from the very beginning of the war, and that young wolf general... is doomed. would be the first casualties of this war.

The crux of the matter now is whether the Typhons can stop this divine disaster, or at least control its pollution to a certain limit.

While thinking about it, he finally couldn't help but sigh softly: "Unfortunately, it was the God of War who lost control."

The adjutant was stunned for a moment, and then he understood the meaning of the general's words. He also showed a wry smile: "Yeah, but it is the God of War - the God who is in charge of war."

"Next, let's wait for the judgment of the Supreme Government Office," Philip shook his head, shaking his chaotic thoughts out of his mind, "We are ready here, and the Typhonians' counterattack... will come soon. "

...

The battle report from the front was sent to Hetty.

On both sides of her desk, two magic net terminals are buzzing, and the figures of the two archons, Victoria and Baldwin, are showing in the projection.

"The Winter Wolf Legion has surrendered as an organic system. After a preliminary inspection, more than half of the knights, soldiers and all mages were actually not 'contaminated', and the 'Wolf General' who voluntarily surrendered revealed a lot of important information to us. ," Hetty had already read the battle report, and her eyes were swept across the other two grand consuls, "What do you think?"

"Obviously, the reason why the 'General Wolf' surrendered, apart from wanting to protect his subordinates, is probably to disclose this information to us," Duke Baldwin said first, "It seems that the situation is better than ours now. It was better expected at the beginning, the divine disaster on the Holy Spirit Plain did not play out in Typhon..."

"But the situation is not much less dangerous," Victoria said coldly. "There are fatal loopholes in the key communication system. Some people from the middle to the high-level are mentally polluted. The emperor's decrees have been tampered with and intercepted. Completely blinded... The Typhons are so deplorable, in my opinion, they are not much worse than a total fall."

"It's still worse, Victoria," said Duke Baldwin with a smile. "It determines whether we're going to send more bombs and artillery to the front, or more decontamination troops and technicians. It's decided whether we're going to fight a mad god and a malicious empire alone, or join the Typhons against their mad gods."

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