Chapter 927 Frontier Air Defense Battle (1)

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The lord castle, the first army camp, and the third frontier city received the news almost at the same time. In the past few days, Roland added two more short-distance routes, so that the commander of the garrison and the remnants of Taquila could contact him as soon as possible.

"This is too fast," Pasha's voice was a little suspicious, "According to previous experience, their second threat should be half a month to a month later, especially in cities like Neverwinter that cannot be reached within a day. ”

"Why?" Roland asked.

"For the sake of public opinion. When the news spreads, no matter what the lord promises, the second attack will further disintegrate the confidence of mortals, so this period of waiting is necessary." Pasha explained, "The devil's actions It seems a little too rushed."

"I see," Roland nodded. Indeed, for an ancient city, five-day time news may also be circulated among underground rats and several taverns. Those who are busy all day just to have a bite to eat, the degree of information occlusion is beyond the imagination of modern people.

He now believes a little bit of the ancient rumor that Pasha said. After all, the other party's way of doing things is too human-like. If someone hadn't pointed out the back, how did the devil know this level of the human world?

"What are you going to do?" El Xia interjected.

"What else can be done, of course, to kill them!" Roland said without hesitation. Although this time was rather rushed, the new sights were only installed on the Mark 1 yesterday, and the temporarily selected machine gun team only did one simulated shooting with balloons, but the witches also returned a lot. With Nightingale, Lightning and Maisie, at least this time it wasn't a passive fight.

He looked at Nightingale and the others, "You can just follow the predetermined plan, remember that the most important thing is always..."

"Safe. Lightning fully understands!" the little girl raised her hand.

"Maggie also understands Goo!"

"Don't worry, I will take good care of these two little guys," Nightingale smiled.

"Who is the little guy?" Lightning raised his chin in dissatisfaction.

"Of course it's you."

"why?"

"I'm bigger than you all combined after I transform! Gugu!" Maisie made a gesture of spreading her wings.

"That's not what I said."

Before the two of them could finish speaking, Nightingale carried one out of the conference room.

"Then the defense of the city wall will be handed over to the Sleeping Island Witch," Roland then said to Tilly.

The latter responded immediately, "They will do their best."

"Very good, I'll stay in front of the phone and wait for the good news from you," he said word by word, "Now, act!"

When only Roland was left in the conference hall, Pasha said in a deep voice, "You really plan to do this? The presence of witches will make the devil revise his previous judgment. This is not a city ruled by mortals, but a city of witches. Castle. Their countermeasures will be completely different then.”

"You have reminded me of this." Roland let out a sigh of relief. When making a defense plan before, the ancient witch once said that if the devil believes that Neverwinter is a holy city ruled by the Federation, in the future, whether defense or offense will be raised to a higher level, that is to say, it will be dealt with as a normal opponent. In other words, the devil has no regard for ordinary people at all.

"I thought... the human kingdom would always avoid this war if it could."

"But it will come sooner or later, won't it?" He got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking away--0---0---small--said---this is the gorgeous dividing line--let go of that witch 00 novel Netizens please remind: Please pay attention to the rest of your eyes when reading for a long time. 00 Novel Recommended reading: The Long Journey of Fast Crossing-0--0---Small---Say---This is a gorgeous dividing line---Border direction, "In this case, fighting a prepared war is always Better than unprepared. The First Army was not so powerful from the beginning. At first they were just ordinary hunters, miners and farmers. Now they are facing completely different enemies, and one more battle experience will help them. With a little more confidence, they won't be in a hurry until the real divine will arrives. The so-called elite warriors are just those with one or two more life and death experiences."

"I have to say, your determination has moved me," Elxa stroked the tentacles all over her body. "On this point alone, you have drawn the line from most mortals."

"The reason why mortals are called mortals is not because they are incompetent, but because there are too many," Roland shook his head, "and because of this, their strengths are easily overlooked. There are records in the dream world. , Those immortal beings who underestimate this point, whether they are the ancient gods or the flaming dragons, have been beaten into history by forty mortals."

"Is there such a legend?"

"That's right, and with the advancement of technology, there will only be twenty-five people behind." He shrugged and turned around and said with a serious face, "Also, it would be misleading for the devil to mistake Neverwinter as a federation city. In this way, they will attribute their strange attacks to witches' abilities, thus ignoring the most important point that Neverwinter is neither a lord city in the past nor a federation, but a fusion of the two. City of Industry."

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Yu Wan opened his eyes wide and stared at the grassland to the north, for fear of missing the enemy's trail.

Although he had heard His Majesty mention the devil as an enemy a year ago, the encounter five days ago was the first time he had really seen what the devil looked like.

When the bone spear thrown by the opponent penetrated the chest of his comrade like a shadow, Yu Wan had to admit that he felt a long-lost fear. That is definitely not an action that humans can do, and the evil beast cannot threaten the city wall at this distance. Since joining the army, this is the first enemy that can match the musket in attack range. However, the weapon in his hand was unable to attack the enemy at all due to the problem of the shooting angle. If he continued to stay on the city wall, it would be tantamount to a living target in the eyes of the opponent.

At that moment, Yu Wan even wanted to turn around and run away.

But his well-trained body grabbed him forcibly, and then intense anger and disgust surged. He was angry at the death of his companion, and disgusted at himself.

He used to be a well-known coward in the old area of ​​Border Town. No matter where he went, people laughed at him. He once thought he was really cowardly, until after Vanner's encouragement and the temptation of two eggs, he joined the militia team formed by His Majesty. Everything becomes different. Although the first time he went to the city wall to fight against the evil beast, he was so scared that he wet his pants, but after being carried down, no one ever ridiculed him face to face.

Now Vanner has become the battalion commander of the artillery battalion, and he has just been transferred from the musket team to the machine gun team as the leader of the group. Yu Wan didn't complain or be jealous of this. Fanner's ability was much stronger than his. Just daring to answer in front of His Majesty would never be comparable to him, but that didn't mean he didn't want to go further.

Since following His Majesty, the things he has seen in the past three years have exceeded his imagination in the first half of his life. He rode a stone ship that could go upstream without a sail, attacked the royal capital where the nobles gathered, and defeated the mighty Herme. The Church of Sri Lanka also pulled the desert land in the south into the territory of Greycastle.

He has seen so much in the world, why should he be intimidated by the devil?

"Attention, the direction of ten o'clock! The suspected target appears!" The lookout suddenly shouted.

At the same time, Yu Wan also noticed a few black dots on the skyline.

He pulled the bolt down and raised the muzzle of the Mark I.

Although no one knew, he still took the timidity of five days ago as his shame.

And this shame can only be washed away with the blood of the enemy! Mobile users, please browse m to read for a better reading experience.