Sword of Dawn

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At this moment, another Magic Net terminal placed next to it suddenly buzzed, the projection crystal above the terminal lit up, Maryland's figure appeared in the holographic projection, and the background behind him was a busy armored train scene.

"Your Majesty," Maryland first gave a military salute, and then said in a hasty tone, "We have arrived at the Typhon control area, and the outposts set up by the Typhon people here are all gone—the railway ahead can still advance for a short distance, and the tank troops can also You can enter at any time, shall we fight?"

Gao Wen didn't answer immediately, but raised his head slightly, looking in the direction of the defense line of Winterhold.

Even through thick walls and a long distance, he can still imagine what is happening on that battlefield: the God of War who has completely lost his mind and turned into a natural disaster is still advancing, the defense line composed of mortals is retreating, and the winter The large-scale mage positions near the castle are being destroyed one by one, and hundreds of Typhons die every minute in the turbulent flow of magic power and the counterattack of the gods.

Typhon, this terrifying behemoth, the most powerful competition and threat of the Cecil Empire, and the military empire with a deep foundation, is now bleeding in minutes. The speed is consumed——Just wait a little longer, and the most elite troops of this behemoth will be torn apart by the God of War. Wait a little longer, and the Typhon defense line will be broken down. In a moment, Typhon would never be a threat to Cecil again.

And the God of War may be fully weakened in this process and become easier to kill: so many consecutive bombardments of annihilation wounds on a god who is in a weakened state, it can be severely damaged even if it is not killed, until At that time, it may be the most "cost-effective" time to attack.

The black-haired maid named "Diana" just stood quietly behind Gao Wen. Even though she was in the "enemy" base camp with many soldiers watching beside her, this lady from Typhon still looked very Calm and indifferent, she watched Gao Wen's back with unmoving eyes, neither urging nor persuading, just like a bystander who had nothing to do with herself, quietly counting every turning point in history. seconds.

Gawain smiled, without much hesitation, he looked at the communication device beside him: "Maryland, the whole army is attacking."

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The cold wind howled across the dry plain, and the "Citizen at War" armored train crouched quietly like a giant steel beast on a temporary railway in the Typhon-Cecil confrontation area, while the "Citizen at War" "On both sides of the track, there are two "iron scepters" performing escort tasks and the "Zero" armored train urgently coming from Changfeng Fortress on several parallel tracks. Around these giant beasts and In the rear, you can even see tanks and multi-purpose combat vehicles lined up neatly, as well as large magic cannons that are pulled by high-powered locomotives and can be placed in fortifications as fixed cannons.

The army array composed of giant steel beasts spread out on the plain, and the hunters anxiously waited for orders from the rear. Among the soldiers who manipulated these war machines, many of them had participated in the hunting of the "body of false gods" back then. "The action of mortals participating in the hunt of gods once is enough to be praised by poets, and now they have the opportunity to hunt twice.

And unlike the previous "false god body", this time they will face a more powerful and more "orthodox" god.

In the distance, in the direction of the Winterhold Fortresses, more than a dozen bright light beams pierced the "night" brought by the strange starry sky. One of the light beams suddenly flickered, and a moment later, an earth-shattering explosion appeared on the plain. The overflowing turbulence of magic power soared into the sky like a new sun, and after the same moment, the ray of light suddenly went out.

Inside the Citizen of War armored train, a senior officer walked quickly through the busy seats and came to Maryland, speaking urgently, "General! Shall we fight? The commanders of several tank regiments have sent Inquired about..."

Maryland, who was dressed in military uniform, just hung up the communication. The middle-aged general with a calm temperament and a knight background heard what his subordinates said, and he only said a few words: "The order from above is here-fight!"

"Yes! General!" The senior officer snapped a military salute and said in a loud voice, but he stopped suddenly before turning around, and turned his head to look at Maryland with a hint of doubt, "By the way, which side to fight?" ?”

Maryland immediately glared at the other party: "What's the point?! Of course it's the biggest and easiest to target!"

A bright smile bloomed on the face of the senior officer, and his voice was exceptionally loud: "Yes! General!!"

In the next second, surging magic power was injected into the engine and the power ridge, the gears and connecting rods were driven by the magic mechanism to rotate, the chariot began to move forward, and the huge steel legion rushed towards the defense line of Winterhold like a flood. Go—and after a brief delay, the large rainbow light generator at the tail of the War Citizen hummed, and dazzling white light began to surge on the surface of the focusing crystal, accompanied by a whistling sound that tore through the air. The magical torrent of pure arcane energy instantly crossed a long distance, bombarding the iron-gray giant who was advancing in the distance.

Immediately afterwards, there are two orbital acceleration main guns on the front and rear of War Citizen, the main gun of the No. [-] armored train, the main gun and the secondary gun of the Iron Scepter...

"Boom boom-"

The roar of magic weapons sounded one after another, and continuous flashes of light suddenly lit up in the surge formed by the torrent of steel. Powerful beams of light and shells covered a long distance like rain, bombarding the fortresses of Winterhold. Out of control gods.

Such a huge and conspicuous "iron giant"...it is really easy to target.

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"The entire army of the Frost Battle Mage Corps has been wiped out! Node 11 has failed! The flow of magic power is seriously unbalanced, and our magic power network is at risk of regional disintegration!"

"Magic power supply area 16 to camp No. 19 lost contact, and the garrison troops in camps No. 22 and [-] suffered heavy casualties, unable to support the nodes, and have withdrawn from the battle!"

"The Eighth Regiment of the National Knights lost contact..."

"The Fourth Griffon Knights completed the air attack mission and returned [-]%..."

The news from various mage outposts was continuously gathered in this largest mage tower. Palin Winterhold, who was sitting in the tower, was holding his staff tightly, his face as cold as the mountains in winter.

The elites accumulated by the empire over the years are being consumed at a terrifying speed. He can't even feel the pain in his heart. He just thinks it is extremely absurd. However, the most absurd thing is that the terrifying giant is still alive and has already begun to attack Winterhold In the fortress group, the attacks of mortals can only cause him quite limited damage, but every time he counterattacks means the death of a certain army.

The pressure this brings is terrifying. Even the rock-solid Typhon soldiers will only feel fear and wavering in the face of such a battle for a long time.

Up to now, the entire defense line has not collapsed, and it can only be said that it is due to three aspects: on the one hand, the soldiers showed their greatest courage when there was no way to retreat; The old Duke Wendell is relying on the strength of the Knights of the Protectorate to forcefully maintain the most basic morale and order. The last aspect... is because the line of defense is so vast, and the troops who were removed under the wrath of the gods were defeated too quickly. As for the small groups of troops in every corner of the defense line, they couldn't intuitively feel what kind of casualties this long line of defense was experiencing every minute.

Only those who can understand the entire battle situation know what mortals are facing on this battlefield.

"Is this a divine disaster..." The Earl of Winterhold couldn't help muttering to himself, "What exactly have we believed in for thousands of years..."

He subconsciously took a look at the magic projection not far away, and saw that ruthless and cruel giant roaring to tear the sky, and in the depths of the hollow helmet, the two inhumane flames seemed to contain the human world. All the most extreme madness.

He has no sanctity at all, and has completely turned into a pure natural disaster and monster. He is relying on instinct to slaughter all the creatures on this land, or...he is creating a war where everyone must die.

At this moment, the light that suddenly lit up from the edge of the magic projection attracted the attention of the Earl of Winterhold, and the next moment he saw clusters of huge flames bursting from the iron-gray giant's body—just a few seconds later, as if A torrential rain of light beams and shells poured down, covering the entire area where the giant was.

The Earl of Winterhold was stunned for two seconds before realizing that it was a scene created by the Cecils.

The Cecils have crossed the confrontation and firefighting zone, and entered the control area of ​​the Typhon Empire—however, all the guard posts on the edge of the original line of defense have been destroyed by the mad god, and no one has given warning and warning of the arrival of the Cecils. inform.

Of course, no one would care about this in the current situation.

"Your Majesty! The Cecilians have launched an attack!" Palin Winterhold quickly came to the communication crystal, said in a hurried tone while activating the spell, and then explained, "Ah, they didn't attack us... "

"...Maintain the attack frequency of Wound of Annihilation as much as possible," the voice from the other side of the crystal was as calm as ever, "Up to now, this battle has just entered the point."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

In any case, the arrival of the Cecilians greatly encouraged the officers and soldiers on the defense line. When they saw the artillery fire and arcane torrents falling from the sky on the iron giant, even the most determined knights could not bear it. Zhu was greatly relieved—any Typhonian had never imagined such a situation, never imagined that he would be inspired by the appearance of Cecil, and never imagined those shells and arcane torrents falling from the sky It turned out to be something that made me feel at ease.

The defense line that had just shaken stabilized once again, the mortals did not retreat, and the sky-shattering artillery fire rang out again.

Chapter 1022 God of War

Looking down from the air, the fortresses of Winterhold and the long and narrow plain to the west of the fortresses look like a boiling sea of ​​light——

Hundreds of thousands of supernatural beings are stationed in hundreds of large and small camps. This huge group of camps forms an unimaginably huge network of mana. The surging mana flows across the vast land and continues to gather until the winter. On more than a dozen commanding heights around the fortress group, beams of light penetrating the sky rise from the top of the mountain, and every time the light flashes, a powerful ball of light descends from the sky;

The torrent of armor on Cecil's side is advancing towards the eastern front. Several armored trains are moving on the track. Tank clusters and various light and medium tanks are crushing the dry winter land. Cannons are firing in unison amidst billowing smoke and dust. Dense flashes of light undulated layer upon layer in the front of this "iron flow" like a surge, shells and energy beams intertwined into a net of fire, splashing on the distant plain;

Giants as towering as hills trudged on the earth, facing the overwhelming ancient forbidden spells and contemporary artillery fire.Even the weakened body of the gods is so strong and tenacious that it is hopeless in the face of the angry attacks from mortals-although the firepower poured on his head by the two empires with all the power of the whole country has successfully caused continuous damage , However, the giant's footsteps showed no signs of slowing down. He moved forward like an invincible knight, constantly destroying any line of defense that appeared in front of him, or facing the enemy with a longbow, killing those "worms" who dared to hurt him. Ants" were wiped out.

Inside the Citizen of War armored train, the roar of artillery penetrated the barrier into the car body, and the entire tactical section of the car echoed with low, rolling thunder. Maryland came to an observation window on the side of the car, overlooking the fortress of Winterhold direction of the group.

The fortress group was built among the mountains, and the terrain of the entire core area of ​​the defense line of Winterhold was gradually rising along the border of the plain, and between the hills and hills above the ground, a brilliant stream of light was shining on the ground. Flowing, even though many extinguished "black areas" have appeared in it, this "glowing sea" formed by the gathering of mortal power is still magnificent and thrilling.

"It's really impressive..." The well-informed general couldn't help sighing softly.

That is the miracle that Typhon has accumulated for hundreds of years and has forcibly "heaped" it with a huge army of transcendental beings.The magical veins all over the mountains and plains should be the masterpiece of the Royal Mages Association, which Typhon people are most proud of. It is costly, and the number of extraordinary people required is probably no country on the entire continent except Typhon and the Silver Empire. It is not as efficient and stable as a magic net of the same size, at least if the same magic net is used to drive the Annihilation Wound, it will not be so frequently overloaded and self-destructed; it may only last for a while, because people There is a limit to power after all, but even so, Maryland has to pay homage to this miracle—and he believes that even the majesty he is loyal to thinks so.

Is this the last pinnacle of the extraordinary order of the old era...

The voice of the signal soldier suddenly came from the side, interrupting Maryland's thinking: "The track has reached the end, and the connecting section ahead has been blown up!"

Maryland raised his head, and he saw that the plain was coming to an end, and the outermost buildings of the Winterhold Fortress stood in the distance—the Cecil Legion had crossed the stalemate area that had been repeatedly contested by the two warring parties, and there was room for armored trains to move. The railway also came to an end.

And that mountain-like giant is still advancing with steady and firm steps, his goal from the beginning to the end is the castle on the top of the mountains with pure white barriers like ice and snow, as if there is something particularly important there Things are absolutely attractive to him.

Suddenly, the giant raised his arm again, and a huge bow quickly formed in his hand. He looked around the battlefield around him, and then suddenly shot an arrow with his backhand—the huge arrow cut through the air, and landed on Cypress almost instantly. In the steel torrent of the Syl Legion, the tanks and multi-purpose tanks near the landing point evaded immediately. However, when the explosion broke out, more than a dozen tanks were still wiped out in the terrifying energy impact.

Then the giant turned back again and continued to march towards the distant Winterhold.

Maryland's pupils constricted instantly——

This is the god of war that mortals believe in, and it is the appearance of gods that mortals have drawn with their imagination since ancient times—without so many fancy decorations, without so many strange abilities, he will only sweep the battlefield with absolute power, and use The tenacious body faces all attacks—put on strong and strong, bravely move forward in the enemy's line and eliminate all threats. This is the "classic description" of all heroic images on the battlefield of human beings from ancient times to the present.

This giant embodies all the above characteristics perfectly.

Next to the Citizen of War, one of the Iron Scepter armored trains serving as escort missions is missing. On another track in the distance, the second half of the No. [-] armored train was also severely damaged. Smoke, that's all the price you pay for chasing the gods for a little while.

Maryland took a breath, and quickly gave instructions to the communications soldiers on the side: "The armored train slows down and stops, and continues to attack the target with all weapons until the target is out of range; other ground troops continue to advance and maintain fire output; the first, the second 76. The Fourth Artillery Battalion moved forward, set up a new position at Height [-], and continued to attack..."

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Over the Iron Throne, the strange starry sky and night continued to cover the earth, and groups of shadows were skimming over the high-altitude clouds, accelerating towards the giant in iron-gray armor in the distance—there was a silver-gray painted one among them. Dragoon aircraft, there are also dragons equipped with steel wings that soar directly in the clouds.

The high-altitude cold wind howled and blew across the wings, cutting the magic barrier of the body like a cold blade. The black dragon Sujina felt the turbulent airflow in the air, and narrowed her eyes slightly to look into the distance.

The giant that can make even the dragon tremble is clearly visible.

"Maggie... When you wrote me to come to Cecil to 'experience flying', you didn't say you wanted to play this kind of thing..."

The Black Dragon Commander muttered softly, but the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, showing a fearless smile. She spread her wings as if embracing the sky. The runes on the edges of the steel wings shone brightly in the night sky. Beside her The members of the dragon group also made similar actions one after another, and the speed of the entire air formation accelerated again, dragging out hazy phantoms under the starlight.

The Typhons are risking their lives here because it involves their lives and honor, the Cecilians are here to make a desperate assault because it also involves their life and death and the concept of their homeland, and the Dragonborn...as mercenaries They are originally outsiders, but at this moment they are as brave and fearless as those humans. This may be difficult for foreigners to understand.

But the Dragonborn took it for granted—they had taken money, and they had made a solemn promise when they took money.

Dragonborn may be a broken dragon, but a broken dragon also has its own dignity and creed: you must do things when you receive money, and you must do what you promise.

Not to mention... the feeling of flying in the sky is really good.

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Fierce flames were burning on the ground, and the originally cold northwest frontier turned into a raging kiln on this day. In the Typhon camp that had been completely destroyed, the out-of-control magic power spreading everywhere was still licking continuously. land and barracks in ruins.

A communication crystal that fell to the ground was mostly buried by the scorching soil. After losing the support of the controlling mage, the light on the surface of the crystal was rapidly dimming, but there was still a faint and vague voice coming from the depths of the crystal: "... call Camp 44, Winterhold Mage Tower Calling Camp 44...reporting that your...mana flow is unstable, we need...to hear back..."

The corpses that were also buried in the soil could not respond to the sound from the crystal. Apart from the crackling sound of the flames burning down the barracks, there was only the low whistling of uncontrolled magic power passing by at low altitude in the entire camp. But suddenly, a person near the crystal A pile of loose soil was pulled away by a bloody hand, and a battle mage who was no longer visible struggled to get out of the collapsed fortifications, wriggling in the soil.

He reached out to the communication crystal that was about to go out, and after being replenished with magic power, the crystal brightened slightly again.

"This is...Camp 44..."

"Reporting your situation, Camp No. [-] needs more magic power..."

"There is no more magic power... Camp 44 has been hit by a direct hit and has been destroyed, as are the camps I can see nearby... Our people are all dead."

The voice on the other side of the crystal was silent for two seconds, and then it sounded again: "Got it, we will relocate the flow of magic power to the remaining camps, you can... retreat now."

"……receive."

The crystal flickered a few times, and the severely damaged internal runes began to heat up, causing the surface of the crystal to be quickly covered with cracks. Before it completely shattered, there was a last vague voice from it: "Thank you for your hard work, Soldier……"

The crystal shattered with a crisp sound, and the Battle Mage casually threw away the useless crystal debris. He used his last strength to turn himself over, and the only remaining upper body was leaning against a broken sack like a dilapidated sack. on the ruins.

"You're welcome……"

He looked up at the sky, and the night and the brilliant starlight were reflected in his quickly tarnished eyeballs. In the background of the sky, the Cecilian fighting machines and heavily armed dragons were flying towards the direction of the Winterhold fortress.

And behind Camp No. 44, on the open field leading to the fortresses, the hollow steel giant was still moving forward, and flames flowed wherever it passed.

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"Camp 44 is gone, and the last intercepting barrier we set up in front of the fortress group was also destroyed three minutes ago," a high-ranking battle mage said to Palin Winterhold in a heavy tone, "So far, our front The defensive strength is less than 3%, only the walls, shields and mage towers of the fortress group are left."

"Their sacrifices have bought us precious time and magic power. If the Annihilation Wound can be fired one more time, we will be one step closer to the final victory." The Earl of Winterhold said solemnly, and at the same time looked at the magic phantom not far away One glance——The eyes of the mage set up in the sky are looking at the defense line of Winterhold from a distance. Among the mountains where the fortresses are located, more than half of the light beams that penetrate the sky and the earth have been extinguished, and the magic power network flowing on the ground has become riddled with scars. There are shocking sights everywhere.

The Extraordinary nodes set up near the defense line to maintain the supply of magic power suffered heavy losses, but most of the annihilation camps in the fortress group have also been extinguished... Therefore, even though the entire defense line is crumbling, this huge magic power network has not completely collapsed.

This may be the only "good thing" that has happened here since the outbreak of the fighting...

Palin Winterhold shook his head, he took a deep breath, and tightly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was only a steadfast light in his eyes.

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In the secret magic hall, the illusory and hazy starlight has completely penetrated the original walls, floors and roofs. The entire hall is like a glass room placed among the stars in the universe. A strange eye drawn by chaotic lines floats in this area. In the center of the "Star Sea", he is using his hollow "pupil" to watch the image presented by the magic projection not far away.

In the magic projection, the scene of the battlefield captured by the surviving mage's eyes kept flashing, or the picture of the iron-colored giant stepping forward, or the scene of Cecil's army advancing from the sky and the ground at the same time.

"...It's really soul-stirring... I never thought that you would develop like this while I was sleeping... I thought that after Ni Tide was destroyed by the dragon clan, I would never see such a brave mortal again, but I didn't Thinking of you, the 'remnants' who rose from the ruins, can do this. It's incredible, it's really incredible...You mortals are far more tenacious than I imagined."

"Ordinary people are easily knocked down, but they can always get back up. This is how our history continues to this day," said Rosetta Augustus calmly, standing in the background of "Starry Sky". Then he watched Glancing at the iron-colored giant in the magic projection, he changed the subject calmly, "Now, we can cause enough damage to him."

"Enough? Is it enough? Maybe it's enough... It's really a delicate question," said the confused and strange empty eyes. How much damage did you suffer under the attack... But compared to when you fought alone in the beginning, your chances of success are indeed much higher now."

"Then you, too, must keep your promise."

"Of course, I will honor it... But the premise is that you can really give him a fatal blow at that time-this needs to weaken him as much as possible. You know, my current strength is very limited. In this state It is quite a challenge to deal with a complete god."

Rosetta quietly stared at the empty eye floating not far from her, and said in a low and slow tone after a long time: "We will do it."

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When the world of human beings set off a turbulent storm, there are distant eyes watching this battlefield between mortals and gods.

On the top floor of the towering central sanctuary, on the terrace overlooking the entire Tarrond, a figure with blond hair was standing in the faint glow of the setting sun, silently looking towards the direction of Loren Continent.

Heragor stood aside respectfully and said in a low voice, "My lord, you have been watching for a long time."

The blond figure was silent for a second before softly saying: "For me, this is just a moment."

Heragor didn't say much, he just looked into the distance following the eyes of the gods, but quickly looked back.

He knew what was going on in that direction, and what was going on... reminded him of times long ago.

But he knew he shouldn't recall those things, especially in this place.

Chapter 1023 Not Breakthrough

Above the Winterhold fortress group covered by a strange starry sky, several gray-painted dragoon aircraft are cruising at a low speed under the cover of night. Dim runes shimmer slowly in several corners of the aircraft, blending with the stars in the background of the sky Together, this reconnaissance team is as imperceptible as a ghost swimming in the night sky.

One of the aircraft lowered its altitude cautiously. The surface of the crystal device placed under the side of the aircraft was shimmering. The precisely calibrated mechanical device pointed to the distant land below, and the crystal surface reflected the white-hot battlefield scene in the distance.

The iron-gray giant is stepping down the last line of defense at the foot of the mountain. The surface of the awesome and suffocating huge body is covered with scars. A large number of rust-like clouds spew out from the gaps in the armor, matching the lava flowing on the ground and the surging air. The turbulent flow of magical power entangled with each other and formed a huge structure like a cloak-it was draped behind the giant, and wherever it passed, the earth was turned into scorched earth.

The images monitored by the aerial reconnaissance plane were transmitted to the rear through the high-power magic network hubs distributed on the edge of the battlefield and the temporary transfer nodes carried by the ground troops. After crossing the long battle line, they were finally presented to Gao Wen.