Sword of Daybreaker

In the second week of the cold moon, the cold wind from the mountains in the north kept roaring, and a heavy snow fell all night, covering all the long lines of defense in the north, even the sea of ​​flames ignited by the magical cannon and legionary spells. The smoke of gunpowder also cooled down in front of the forces of nature, and the mountains on the edge of the dark wasteland were covered in silver.

But even the most ordinary soldiers know that this short silent winter will not last too long—the cold can only slightly **** the movement speed of the aberrant, but their attack will not be stopped due to changes in the weather. On that filthy and corrupted land, the confrontation between the frontline forces and the deformed body will soon begin again, and even in a certain way... it has never stopped for a moment.

In the northeast area of ​​the Gondor Wasteland, in the former wasteland area, Andesa Wendell is walking on the cold and barren ground, listening to the faint sound of the fine snow being crushed under her feet, and she keeps her ears. In the sound of the wind, she heard some fine noises that seemed to come from the depths of the earth, and an occasional tremor occasionally came from under her feet, giving people the illusion of an earthquake.

The Typhon commander stopped and looked in the direction of the dark mountains in the far north-where the Cecil's line of defense was, and where the "living forest" took root.

"Do you feel the vibration under your feet?" Andesa turned her head and looked at the adjutant who was following her, "It seems to be starting again."

"Yes, General," the female adjutant with short silver hair and dark complexion nodded, with a meticulous expression. "This is the movement of Ms. Bertila in the living forest launching an attack underground. Her main root system has spread from our feet. It is said that it has now extended to the vicinity of the magic scorch mark-but there was very fierce resistance from the enemy."

Andesa did not speak, but followed her feelings to an open icy ground. Then she squatted down and brushed off the soft snow covered by the ice-because the magnificent wall in the northern section collapsed, coming from the wall. The water vapor and cold wind from the outer world poured into the northern edge of the wasteland, and now this piece of land that had never snowed now also has a layer of snow and ice. Her sight through the thick layer of ice, she can see It was a wide crack that seemed to be able to reach the depths of the earth. At the bottom of the crack, there was a bleak red light surging. She watched carefully, and in the dim she saw the creeping roots, the transparent pipes, and the slow flowing growth in the pipes. Substance solution.

It seems to have noticed the sunlight from above. Suddenly a thin branch of the roots squirming in the ground climbed up. This root was attached to the ice layer and hit the ice block lightly. At the bottom, as if to say hello to Andesha—then he quickly retracted it, and continued to spread and grow toward the depths of the wasteland.

"...Should I return a gift just now?" Andesa stood up with a weird expression, half-jokingly said to the adjutant next to him, "I heard that the bark that fell from the giant Thorin tree theoretically has the Typhon royal family. ingredient…"

The female adjutant was immediately confused by the question, and she was stunned for a long time before hesitating to speak: "The subordinates don't think it is necessary to achieve this level..."

Andesa smiled and looked up at the vast land behind him and the living forest at the end of the land that was still lush in this cold winter season, with a thoughtful expression: "The soldiers we sent to Cecil camp returned. When I brought me a flower, I suspected that it might have something to do with the facilities built by the Cecilians near the camp, but I never thought that they would let the giant Thorin tree spread underground to the border. I must admit , They are indeed a little better than the staid Typhon in terms of whimsy."

"Their'fantastic ideas' finally saved the situation in the north and blocked the terrible fate," the female adjutant could not help but said with emotion, "the living forest blocked the main force of the deformed body that emerged from the gap, and Up to now, Ms. Bertila’s underground attack has greatly reduced the pressure on the entire northern line of defense and part of our line of defense. Without this external force, let alone standing here, I am afraid that it would be impossible to maintain the existing position. ."

Andsha nodded slightly, and couldn't help but think about the current situation of the "Wasteland War".

She doesn’t know much about the situation on the other fronts, but at least on the battlefield facing Typhon and Cecil, the situation can be said to have completely stabilized, and even some “progress” has been made—with The living forest took a firm foothold on the border, and the northern main army of the deformed body was damaged by more than half. The Typhon Northern Army and the Cecils survived the most thrilling and difficult challenges at the beginning of the war. Now the two countries have not only stabilized their defense lines, but even each other Relying on the already powerful military power, he carried out several reverse pushes, and successfully pushed the monsters that emerged from the wasteland back into the wasteland, and set up several propulsion bases on the inside of the original magnificent wall. In this sense, this can even be regarded as achieving part of the goal of "counterattack wasteland" at the beginning.

At this moment, she herself is standing on the original Gondor wasteland. Near her, there are two advancement bases and a purification base established by the Typhons. These bases work together to maintain the survival of the human army in this area. The supply, at the same time, gradually suppresses and weakens the pollution power entrenched on the earth, preparing for further advancement in the future.

Of course, it is not easy for these advance forces that entered the wasteland to take root. Those aberrations have never given up counterattack. Every day there will be a large-scale monster army swarming from the southern region to destroy the advance army in fierce battles. The temporary fortifications and basic equipment installed in the wilderness have finally caused new casualties and pollution. Every time mortals make further progress on this land, they will have to pay high costs.

But it is undeniable that both Cecil and Typhon’s soldiers have grown up rapidly in this tug-of-war. Mortals who are good at learning are quickly accumulating experience in fighting against distortions, and they are also accumulating effective means to purify this land. Although the advance of the northern front is slow, at least there is progress every day.

The situation seems to be pretty good, but for some reason, there is always a faint anxiety in Andesa's heart-she knows that this anxiety is not a vague "intuition", and she doesn't really believe in intuition. This kind of uneasiness comes from the intelligence she collected and aggregated from various channels, as well as the observation and research of those aberrations since the beginning of the war.

"General, you seem to have a lot of thoughts," the adjutant on the side suddenly broke the silence, awakening Andessa from his thoughts, "Are you worried that the deformed body will counterattack more frequently recently?"

"No, I thought of something else. Do you remember what happened on Height 74 not long ago?" Andesa shook her head, looked at the adjutant and said, "That massive but anticlimactic attack."

"Highland 74? Ah, of course I remember," the adjutant nodded immediately after thinking about it. "A few days ago, on a line of defense near the southern part of the empire, a large number of distortions and hybrid behemoths launched a tight organization. , The offensive fierce counterattack once penetrated the defense line of the Mountain 16th Regiment led by Earl Rick, occupying the 74th Heights and a large area around it, but when the reinforcements of the Imperial National Knights gathered to prepare for a decisive battle with the monsters, The monsters retreated very simply and cleanly—except for leaving a piece of contaminated land and two burned towns, they didn't seem to have the slightest intention to move forward..."

Speaking of the adjutant shook his head: "The think tanks of the Southern Empire Army Corps seem to try to analyze the intentions behind the operation of the aberrations, but no one can figure out what the monsters are thinking... after all, are there any monsters? The brain is still a problem."

"Of course those monsters have no brains, but the commanders behind them are full of wisdom. Those cunning dark priests will not do meaningless things," Andesa said, shaking her head. "Those monsters paid such a huge price to occupy 74 No. 1 Heights, but only stayed there for a day. As soon as our main force arrived, they simply withdrew to the depths of the wasteland. This did not conform to the law of action of'destruction along the way and continuous advancement' that they showed at the beginning. This makes me... always feel that something is wrong."

The adjutant raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

"All military operations should have a purpose. Those monsters are desperately trying to **** Height 74. They definitely want to do something. They stayed there for a day and then evacuated, perhaps because they accomplished their goal... But where did they do it? What's wrong? There are no witnesses, no clues," Andesa frowned. "The National Knights who regained the high ground dug three feet to investigate there, trying to find the "hidden danger" left by the enemy, but only A large number of irrelevant traces were found, blasted land, excavated mountains, burned ruins... The obvious traces of damage, on the contrary, seemed to be hiding something."

"It's really suspicious," the adjutant nodded, "and more suspiciously... I heard that similar things have happened in other areas."

"Other areas?" Andesa frowned suddenly, "Where?"

"It is said that in the northern defense line controlled by the Cecils, a large number of deformities suddenly assembled to try to attack a weak defense gap," the adjutant recalled, "No matter how strong the Cecils are, they are still mortals, and that gap is also lost. Now, like Height 74, the deformed body briefly occupied that place..."

"What then?" Andesa asked immediately, "Those aberrations are also the same as those on Height 74. They evacuated after a short occupation?"

"No. After confirming that the position was lost and the defenders had withdrawn, the Cecil directly mobilized heavy artillery on two nearby highlands to flatten the entire hill, and then threw a round of incendiary bombs upwards. Those distortions seemed to be Only staying on the high ground for ten minutes...I guess they didn't have time to do anything," the adjutant shook his head and exclaimed, "The commander on Cecil's side cares what this arrangement is called...the superior firepower mapping cover. In short, I am very envious."

"...I'm envious too," Andesa's expression became more weird as she listened, and finally couldn't help sighing. "I always thought Typhon was very vigilant and prepared for this wasteland, but now it seems that , Our'persistence' in this area is far less than those of the Cecilians, especially the pioneer hero who uncovered the coffin...I am afraid that since the day he walked out of the grave, he has made up his mind to lift the whole country. The force has counterattacked the wasteland."

But after sighing, the young wolf general quickly turned his attention to the question he had thought about before.

There is a problem behind this. Those aberrations must be planning something, and even their aggressive full-line attack from the beginning of the war is very likely to be some kind of cover-the more you think, the more firm Andesa's conjecture becomes. .

If this is the case, then the relatively good situation on the northern front battlefield may have great hidden dangers behind it. The dark priests who are still entrenched in the wasteland must be planning their real goals on other battlefields, and the northern front The local advantage on the battlefield...instead, it may affect the judgment of the monarchs of the entire alliance.

"I have to send a subpoena to Aldernan," the young General Wolf finally couldn't help saying after a long time, but soon she shook her head again, "No, you should write for me, you write something. Better than me, I will give you a dictation..."

…

On a sunny winter afternoon, the sun shines through the wide crystal glass into the study room covered with blue velvet carpet. Gawain sits behind his desk, and the several Monet terminals next to him project Heidi and Bai respectively. The holographic projections of Devin and others, intelligence from various parts of the empire are being gathered and sent to Gao Wen.

"As of now, the northern front of the Gondor Wasteland has been completely stabilized. Under the cover of Ms. Bertila, General Philip successfully dismantled the main deformed body entrenched in the northern area of ​​Gondor and established it in the southern hilly area of ​​the original majestic wall. In order to promote the base and purification facilities," Heidi’s voice sounded in the spacious study. Her voice sounded obviously more relaxed and exalted than the previous few days. The background behind her was the large office of the Supreme Council." The current purification facilities are working well—the purification devices we used to repair the magnificent wall with the silver elves are still effective inside the wasteland."

"After all, it is the product of the silver elves who have studied for hundreds of years. They have built a magnificent wall with their own hands. No one knows how to fight against that wasteland better than them," Gawain nodded and asked, "Now What's the situation in the southern part of the mainland? It's mainly about communications."

"The existing magic net-sentinel tower data link is still subject to strong interference, and because the sentinel towers in some sections are completely destroyed, the signal is not transmitted smoothly over ultra-long distances, and it is still unable to communicate with the Silver Empire. Or Gaoling Kingdom real-time communication," Heidi immediately replied, "However, Mr. Deer is currently providing us with non-real-time battlefield awareness. Coupled with the transmission from the Typhon border line, we can at least roughly confirm The situation on the southern route has changed.

"At present, the Silver Empire and the Highmountain Kingdom have temporarily eased their breath. They retreated to the south of the forest barrier and re-established a line of defense in the north of the Highmountain. Empress Belsetia is personally leading the'Millennium Legion' to try to recapture it. Those occupied areas, but because some contaminated areas have been abandoned, the overall situation is still anxious."

"The silver elves don't worry about us too much," Gao Wen exhaled and said, "their millennium legion is very powerful. The soldiers are extremely elite who have served for more than several centuries, and the commanders have more than a thousand years of battlefield experience. And when the Gondor Demon Tide broke out, that legion had fought against the deformed body on the front line, and they all had real'actual experience'."

As he said, he looked at the tactical map hanging on the wall.

"Baldwin, what's the situation on the Western Front?"

"His Royal Highness Rebecca has done a great job in battle, and the deformed body fell apart in front of the Earthly Dawn."

(End of this chapter)