Sword of Dawn

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"Don't do such useless things," Jinna said immediately, "focus on..."

Her words were only half spoken.

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

"Dragoons, carry out the mission, codenamed Z-17."

Chapter 0982 "Initiative"

The moment the order was officially issued, Jin Na found that all her tension and apprehension had disappeared, and the soldier's instinct gradually became the master. She took a light breath, and while conveying the order to the entire dragoon squadron, her hands He also held the joystick in front of him calmly, feeling the power and coldness conveyed by the steel machine, and felt calm in his heart.

One after another, the anti-gravity aircraft in the shape of an inverted cone quickly drew an elegant arc between the clouds, broke away from the previous cruising track, and swept towards the shining battlefield on the ground.

The wind direction and speed have been calculated, the altitude and speed are within the expected value, and the angle and distance of the bombs have been confirmed several times. The bomber put his finger on a rune trigger in the center of the console and counted silently.

"The whole crew releases the bomb safety-releases the safety lock-drops the bomb!"

……

The nighttime offensive of the Cecilians showed no sign of stopping, and the deafening artillery fire exploded on the walls without stopping.This is a severe test that this fortress has never experienced since the establishment of Winter Wolf Castle, and even a scene of war that has never been experienced since the founding of Typhon. I was shocked by the massive attack—but no matter what, the line of defense was still stable. The strong shields and walls of Winter Wolf Castle could stand the test. At least for a short period of time, the "Skyfire" of the Cecilians couldn't get in. .

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

"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 suddenly in the middle of her words, and a faint hum that was almost indistinguishable in the background of the roaring artillery caught her attention. She raised her head and looked at a little dizzy In the heavy night sky, his expression was a bit strange.

Palin Winterhold didn't react for a while: "Andersa, what's wrong?"

"Earl of Winterhold, have you heard...any movement from 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 impossible to detect with the naked eye between the accumulated clouds and the dim starlight.

Those shadows flitted high in the sky, and even the legendary powerhouse might find it difficult to perceive whether they had magic aura or malice. However, the Earl of Winterhold still felt a great sense of crisis in his heart. At that moment, he felt that he His breathing was intermittent, and in the next second, the powerful mage waved his hand and summoned the communication rune, roaring at the loudest voice: "Attack from the sky!!!"

"Reset the flow of magic power—the enemy is coming from the sky!" "All mages in the first to sixth echelons adjust the resonance direction and prepare to intercept the air attack!" "It's too late!"

The order was issued immediately, and all the soldiers and battle mages responded to the command from the commander as quickly as possible even though they were dazed. However, no matter how fast they reacted, it was too late—the entire fortress Almost all defensive forces and personnel energy are firmly held back by the offensive of Cecil's ground forces, not to mention that commanders at all levels don't even have much concept of "lethal attacks will come from high altitudes". In this "battlefield" concept In the era when it was still mainly concentrated on the surface, all of this has become the most deadly link in Winter Wolf Castle...

The bomb fell.

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

An explosion far more terrifying than the bombardment of the magic cannon exploded over Winter Wolf Castle.

The huge blazing flames bloomed like fireworks, and blasted shock waves visible to the naked eye on the surface of the shield. Circles of ripples continued to spread in the night sky. The ripples connected into pieces, and were quickly covered by pale clutter. The entire winter wolf The shield of the castle vibrated violently, and the deafening roar echoed inside the shield, as if an invisible bell was ringing, and amidst the terrifying roar, the Earl of Winterhold heard an even more terrifying voice ——

He heard howling sounds from all directions, which was a sign that the shield was on the verge of 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 various places in Winter Wolf Castle exploded one after another, and many buildings in the city were chaotic due to magic power. It flowed and burned, and the blazing fire illuminated the high walls and towers. 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, and it fell like a meteorite between the outer city and the inner city. The monstrous flames stung Andersa's eyes, and she felt a loud bang in her ears. With a sound, a terrible heat hit from the left side, and she didn't even have time to feel the severe pain, so she only saw a piece of darkness.

……

"All bombs have been released, confirm that the target's shield has been extinguished." "Visual confirmation that the barracks area and weapon arsenal have been destroyed..." "The core castle area is still intact...the shield still exists."

Jin Na looked through the observation window at Winter Wolf Castle, which was already engulfed in flames, and the results of the air raid were gathering in front of her one by one.

The great shield of Winterwolf Castle was destroyed as planned, but the castle area, which was the core of the fortress, seemed to have survived the bombing—this strong fortress is worthy of its reputation, and it obviously has two independent walls at the same time. The shield system, even if the outer city and the large shield are all destroyed, the fortress still seems to be able to rely on the core castle to resist.

But Jin Na didn't feel sorry for it - all of this was in the judgment of the staff group. An air strike could not completely destroy the Typhon's fortress.

With the loss of the large shield and half of the city defense facilities, coupled with the huge blow to morale and casualties, it was only a matter of time before this fortress was taken down—and in a very short time.

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

……

Roaring, hot, bloody breath, the feeling of constantly losing balance and falling... Andersa felt as if she was being carried up and down by an invisible storm in a dark abyss. For a while, she even felt that she had completely lost her balance. She lost the perception 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 on a soft place, but her body was soaked in cold, and her mind was also roaring like thunder. She could faintly hear people around her Voices spoke, but a louder noise buzzed in her ears, making it impossible for her to hear anything at all.

Severe irritability surged up, and she wanted to drive away the noise angrily, 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 tell the Earl of Winterhold!"

Excited shouts of soldiers came from the side, and it sounded like there was more than one.

Andersa struggled to open her eyelids (she had never thought that her eyelids were such a heavy thing), and after several efforts, she turned the faint and chaotic light in front of her eyes into a wobbly scene—— The left eye seemed to be blurred by something, and only the right eye was barely opened, and through this blurred vision, she saw several familiar figures standing beside her, and above it seemed to be a certain room in the castle ceiling.

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

Andersa barely turned her gaze away, and she saw her adjutant standing beside her.

Her eyes lingered on the adjutant for a long time, until more than ten seconds later, she struggled to look back, and asked in a hoarse voice that surprised even herself: "How long have I been in a coma?"

His throat felt like it was on fire, but after careful perception, it seemed that there was no fatal internal bleeding and tracheal tear. Must be bad.

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

"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 was completely destroyed, permanently extinguished, the inner and outer city areas were severely damaged, and there were fires everywhere. We lost our barracks and arsenal, and those magical weapons When it fell, it passed through the shield and hit the place where the 22nd regiment was stationed, and the 22nd regiment...has been removed."

Andersa took a deep breath. She struggled to distinguish voices from all directions amidst the roaring noise in her ears. After two seconds of silence, she whispered, "What's the situation now?"

"...The Earl of Palin Winterhold commanded those who could still move to withdraw to the castle area. The outer city could no longer be defended. He ordered us to continue to resist in the castle area and the inner city. The Black Flag magician group collapsed before evacuating destroyed the severely damaged city wall and ignited a fire in the outer city, those ruins and fire somewhat delayed the Cecilians' offensive..."

"I did hear voices from outside," Andersa said slowly, "Is it delayed... So, they have already called in?"

"...our fighters are holding them off in the ruins and alleys of the inner city, we're taking a lot of damage, but no one is backing down."

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 appearing in the corner of her field of vision. This familiar elder was bending over her, as if observing her injury. She saw a heavy, almost sad look on his 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 remained in Andersa's sight. She twitched at the corner of her mouth: "It seems that the situation can't get any worse..."

"It is indeed very bad. We have failed, Andersa," said the Earl of Winterhold in a deep voice. "The Cecilians will soon completely occupy this place—they don't know why they didn't use that terrible air attack again, maybe Want to occupy a more complete advance base... This somewhat prolongs the time of our resistance, but it can't be extended for too long."

After this, there was a long silence, even Palin Winterhold began to wonder if Andersa had passed out again, but finally Andersa spoke: "Earl of Winterhold, do you think the soldiers What is the duty?"

Palin Winterhold didn't answer Andersa's question, he just quietly watched the girl who almost grew up under his watch, and after staring for a moment, he asked: "Andersa, what do you want to do? "

Andersa struggled to open her eyes, looking at the face of the Earl of Winterhold: "I still have the last 'initiative'..."

Then she said what she wanted to do.

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

"Times have changed, Uncle Palin," Andersa seemed to smile, she shook her head lightly, "The old rules...will not keep up with the changes of the times after all."

"...Even if this will ruin your honor?" Palin Winterhold frowned, "I can order for you, after all, you have no ability now..."

"I have decided."

"...I see," Palin Winterhold took a deep look at Andersa, and then nodded with a serious expression, but then he asked, "Do you think this will not be polluted by those who are polluted?" Did your soldiers and officers interfere?"

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

"Let me become the first 'Wolf General' in the history of Typhon who raised the flag and surrendered before the castle was breached. I am ready."

"...Okay, I'll make preparations."

The Lord of Winterhold left.

Andersa lay quietly on the blood-stained bed, her left eye still couldn't be opened, and in the other eye that was barely opened, she seemed to see some memories of the past, seeing the scene many years ago. Things that have happened and have faded in memory, she remembers the first time she followed her father to "visit" this fortress when she was very young, and she remembered listening to her father telling her about the family The story of the ancestors, reading the oaths engraved under the head of the wolf, her lips moved slightly, as if she was still reading those sentences after her father——

"...I swear by my family, I swear by my honor, I will guard this fortress, even to the end of my life... Even if I bleed... I will be smashed to pieces...The Winter Wolf Banner will never fall..."

She shook her head.

She wants no honor.

She wants her country to be safe—

The country established by the ancestors overcoming thorns and thorns should not be defeated by such an inexplicable disaster.

Chapter 0983 Critical Balance

"The defenders in the castle area of ​​Winter Wolf Castle surrendered?!"

When he heard the news, Philip stood up from the chair directly, his eyes widened.

"Yes, General," not far above the magic net terminal, a ground force commander with smoke on his face was standing in a holographic projection. Soldiers who are busy in action, under the temporary lights in the distance, can also see disarmed Typhon soldiers being escorted, "Their supreme commander gave up resistance, and now the shields in the castle area have been removed The interior is closed and we are taking over various areas of the castle."

Philip frowned, just as he couldn't figure out why the Typhons suddenly went to war a few days ago, and now he also couldn't figure out why the other side chose to surrender—this was completely inconsistent with the current highest opinion of Winter Wolf Castle in the intelligence. The commander's behavior predictions also do not conform to God of War's tendency to seek "a war that is as bloody as possible and on an ever-increasing scale" after God of War lost control.

"Relying on the strong fortifications of the castle, they could have continued to resist for a while—even they could have hoped to persist until the reinforcements arrived and get out of trouble," a staff officer said in confusion, "only the outer city was broken through, and the inner castle was almost With everything intact... the Typhons surrendered just like that? General, look at this..."

"Typhon's 'Wolf General' has never surrendered before, not to mention that this generation of Wolf General seems to be a hardliner who is quite hostile to us. To be honest, I don't believe that the other party would surrender so easily," Philip shook his head "But they have closed the shield of the castle. With our ground troops gradually taking over the entire Winter Wolf Castle, I really can't think of any other plans for them to turn the tables... Theoretically, if they really want to continue If you resist, any solution is better than surrender."

The staff officer asked curiously: "General, what do you mean..."

Philip raised his head and looked in the direction of the magic net terminal: "Have you made contact with the other party's supreme commander?"

"Yes, General." The commander on the other side of the communication channel nodded immediately, "I have already contacted her—but she said that she wanted to talk to someone of equal status. I think she wants to talk to you directly."

Philip pondered for a while, then nodded: "I understand, I will go there soon. You continue to carry out the takeover and cleaning work, and establish an advance battalion on the spot, ready to deal with the counterattack of the Typhons or continue to advance eastward. "

"Yes, General!"

……

Andersa is still lying on the bed, in fact it is still very difficult for her to move now.The buzzing noise in her ears has weakened a lot, the powerful physical fitness of the high-level transcendent is rapidly repairing the damaged parts of her body, and in the gradual recovery of her hearing, she can hear the noisy and busy movement outside.

The last of his own guard was being disarmed, and those Cecilians had completely taken over the place.

They are right next to them.

Andersa tried her best to move her eyes, and she could see those Cecil soldiers in strange armor standing upright in various parts of the room, vigilantly "protecting" this place, and the people who were here to take care of her The trusted soldiers were "invited" to another room after being disarmed. In theory, I should not see them for a long time.

It's okay not to see them... the young General Wolf couldn't help but think this way.

Because she really doesn't know how to face her subordinates who get along with her day and night at this moment, whether they are those who are polluted by the God of War or who are fully awake... She knows her Winter Wolf Knights and everyone in it. They were all prepared to fight to the last moment, even preparing to resist the Cecilian war machines with their flesh and blood. This castle could have continued to stand, and it was even possible to wait for reinforcements from the rear... But None of this was possible because their top commander chose to surrender after a bombing.

After receiving the order, the entire Winter Wolf Knights chose to execute it without complaint... This made Andersa feel the indescribable pressure even more.

As her thoughts gradually drifted away, a pain suddenly came from a certain wound on her body, which interrupted Andesa's train of thought. She couldn't help but grunted in a low voice, and moved her body slightly—this brought even more pain. big pain.

"Try not to move, the new potion is taking effect," a strange soldier's voice came from the side, with a little nervousness in the coldness, "Persevere, a medical priest is coming."

Andersa followed the prestige and saw a young face. It was a Cecil soldier, or a low-ranking officer—they were all ordinary people without magic power fluctuations, and her eyes were always wandering at the moment Dangling, Andersa couldn't tell whether it was a soldier or an officer standing in front of her.

At least these Cecilians didn't embarrass the surrendering defenders... not bad.

Just when Andesa was thinking this way, she heard the sound of military boots stepping on the ground suddenly coming from the direction of the door of the room, and at the same time, the young man's voice sounded in her ear: "Oh, the priest is here——"

Medical priest?Priest?

Andersa opened her eyelids curiously and looked towards the direction of the footsteps, and then she saw a young woman who looked like a nun's attire, but the nun's clothes could be seen everywhere Devices like armor plates, metal backpacks, and rune drag chains, this strangely dressed "Miss Nun" walked towards herself, holding a rather heavy "Battle Staff" in her hand, I wonder if it is From my own illusion, the staff seemed to be still stained with blood.

Then this "Sister Cecil" came to Andersa's bed. She put the heavy battle staff on the ground with a "boom" and bent down towards Andersa. The latter saw her Wearing some kind of glove with a mechanical structure on his hand—no matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with prayer and healing.

This is the priest who is responsible for treating his injuries?Why is Cecil's nun like this?

Andersa felt suspicious for a moment. Even though it seemed that it was not the time to care about such details, she still couldn't help calling out in a low voice: "Wait a minute, I still..."

"Don't move around," the young nun said immediately, and pressed Andersa's shoulder. "Your left eye is already blind—I don't want to accidentally damage your other eye."

Andersa fell silent, then twitched the corners of her mouth, feeling a little relieved in her bitterness: "...Are you really blind..."

"If you cooperate enough, maybe one day in the future it will grow back—after all, Cecil's technology is number one in the world." The nun seemed to be a little happy to say, with a natural confidence in her tone.

Andersa listened to the other party's words, but just remained silent and did not speak again.

……

Ferdinand felt as if he had fallen into a long, weird, gloomy and depressing nightmare. In this nightmare, he seemed to be replaced by another person, doing terrible things in a sleepy state. However, in the nightmare, he But he always felt that he was awake—some kind of force distorted his cognition of the whole world, what he saw was no longer what he really saw, what he did was no longer what he really wanted to do, and he just Like a clown puppet swaying in front of the flickering candlelight, desperately doing seemingly normal movements-but casting a distorted and weird shadow on the ground that is so unrecognizable.

And at a certain moment afterwards, he suddenly woke up, everything in the nightmare took off its disguise, and blood dripped in front of him, and he found that the things in the nightmare... seemed to have happened.

Rosetta Augustus looked at Ferdinand who suddenly sat up from the middle of the magic circle, and there seemed to be a hint of a smile on his always gloomy face: "Mr Ferdinand, you've finally 'woke up'."

Pei Dinan panted heavily, as if he wanted to clean out all the filthy things in his body with rapid breathing. He finally felt that his heart and spirit had regained stability, and only then did he have the strength to observe the surrounding situation—this is A closed room that looks like a magic laboratory, with no windows, only a small door, bright magic spar lamps illuminate the entire room, and all nearby walls are engraved with crooked runes.