The sun is high

"There are new changes in the direction of Watch City, and there is a lot of movement."

In the temporary stronghold set up by the Dawn Sword on the banks of the Isa River, Daswell placed a report that still exuded a strong smell of ink in front of Meyer.

Upon hearing this, Meyer immediately put down the cup in his hand. While touching the top of his head with his hand, he picked up the report and began to read with squinting eyes under the light in the room.

The bright light fell evenly on Meyer's body. At this moment, he seemed to have become the full-time professor who stayed in the medical school to check students' homework and papers. However, compared with the past, Meyer's current appearance There has been a noticeable shift in the image.

After all, his hair couldn't hold on to this moment.

The thinning hair on his head that Sally had joked about so many times was finally gone - Meyer himself found the stray hairs so annoying that he asked Sally to get a razor. Come on, clean this hair thoroughly.

So now, as long as Meyer is not wearing a hat, his rather big head will be particularly conspicuous.

Especially indoors with lights.

However, Meyer never cared about this kind of thing. He just touched his bald head and plunged into the lines of the report that exuded the smell of ink. His expression was solemn like those who used to use it in the academy. A statue that creates a serious atmosphere and deters naughty students.

The reports provided by Sword of the Dawn are always very concise, and this one was no exception, so it didn't take long for Meyer to finish reading.

He put down the report, slowly leaned back on the chair, and then asked: "No more news? I mean, intelligence from behind the Watch City."

“It’s all integrated in here.”

Daswell sighed sternly, tapped the table with his fingers, and said: "The intelligence from the rear of Watch City is very limited. It can be seen that it was sent in a hurry, but the content mentioned in it is consistent with other strongholds. The conclusions are basically consistent..."

"In other words, the Black Sun Society originally planned to launch a raid on our position at night, and the main force of the raid was not the Saint Steele army, but these terrible monsters they summoned through magic?"

Daswell shrugged: "In other words, they are some kind of huge birds and raptors. And judging from the news, their size is likely to exceed our imagination of ordinary magical creatures."

"Has our position responded?"

"Well, emergency mobilization was carried out... The dwarf craftsmen in the team came up with an idea and temporarily modified some of the 'Far-Eye Guns' and other small crystal cannons, which allowed our soldiers to use them to shoot into the sky. The number and types of shooting and ammunition are sufficient, and the ability to deal with impacts should still be there."

Speaking of this, Daswell lowered his voice: "However, many people from the Kingdom of Walter are now panicking... This is related to their past beliefs."

"Well, the giant plateau eagle, which is regarded as a spiritual symbol by the Votel people, will indeed be very powerless in front of these ancient and terrifying raptors."

Meyer nodded in agreement, and then he said: "Since the expected raid did not happen, that is to say, the Black Sun Society must have temporarily changed its plan... You see, Watch City and its surrounding areas have There was a commotion and even continuous shelling, which shows that someone is trying every means to interfere with and delay the Black Sun Society's original plan for us."

Daswell nodded, a look of embarrassment flashed in his eyes: "Our comrades-in-arms, their current situation may be very, very dangerous, and this also shows that the actual situation around Watch City is far more serious than we imagined. Complex, otherwise with the character of our friend, he would never take such a risk to destroy the original latent plan... This may very well make all their previous efforts in vain, and even put themselves in a desperate situation."

"Ah, I understand."

Meyer glanced at the report twice, and then turned his gaze to the magic sand table placed aside. After staring at it in silence for a few minutes, Meyer turned his head and looked at his man who was standing in the corner of the room. Inside, there were students with worries and uneasiness written all over their faces.

"Sally, could you please help me invite General Buck from the Walter Kingdom? His meeting should have just ended... Oh, by the way, call Felix here too. I have something to discuss with him."

Sally nodded and left the room quickly, while Daswell came directly to Meyer's side, pulled out a chair and sat down.

He looked at his old friend and asked seriously: "It seems that you want to launch an attack in advance?"

"No, of course not."

Meyer shook his head decisively in denial: "These big strategies and plans are discussed by many people sitting together. In this case, blind action will only create a series of troubles and loopholes."

He picked up the slender wooden stick placed next to the magic sand table and clicked twice towards Watch City and its surrounding areas: "But now, an obvious sign has appeared in front of us, the Black Sun The preparatory measures for the association and the mobilization of the Saint Steele troops have been basically completed, and only under this circumstance will they make up their mind to launch a surprise attack on us."

"But now, our brave comrades are trying every means to create chaos and attract their attention... This is a very precious opportunity. In this case, the troops of the Black Sun Society will not take the risk to launch an attack. They must hold the line and be wary of attacks that may come from the rear at any time.”

Meyer used a wooden stick to gently push several signs symbolizing "infiltration operations" forward until they reached the mountain forest area near the Black Sun Society's defense line, and then used the wooden stick to gently push the signs on the magic sand table. Two strokes.

Following this action, the magic sand table responded, and several slender red arrows representing "bombardment" extended out, pointing from the positions along the Isa River towards the outer defense line of Watch City.

At this moment, the door to the room opened, and two figures walked in one after the other.

Walking in front was a middle-aged man wearing a black cape and classic Walter military uniform, and behind him was Felix, who looked a little haggard but still had bright eyes.

As a person sent by the Kingdom of Votel specifically to contact and cooperate with the Sword of Dawn and the advance troops, General Buck's personal abilities and habits are naturally not weaker than other members of the Votel army system.

The moment he stepped into the room, the middle-aged man's eyes were directly focused on the magic sand table.

After looking at it carefully for a while, General Buck came to the other side of the table, took out his chair and sat down naturally.

General Buck is already very familiar with Meyer and other Dawn Society members.

Through previous exchanges between the two parties, this professional Votel soldier has also confirmed that this group of core members of the Dawn Society and those noisy officials who like to point at the sand table to obtain fun and pleasure. There is a big difference.

Although fundamentally there is still a gap between Meyer and others and real professional officers, in terms of military affairs, these Dawn Society leaders with different backgrounds such as scholars, doctors, professors and even businessmen have shown extremely focused and humble.

Especially Meyer and other core leaders, in order to better understand the status of their own teams, they can march with the Dawn Society's troops and use this to enhance the relationship with those soldiers, medical equipment, The management of logistics supplies such as weapons and equipment is not a big problem for them. They are also actively learning about the judgment of battlefield situations and the formulation of strategies.

In addition, Meyer himself once led the medical affairs of Votel's 5th Chasseur Regiment, which made the communication between Buck and him smoother.

General Buck took off his black military hat, and he said to Meyer: "I have also heard the news from Felix... Professor Meyer, you want to launch an attack in the direction of Watch City. Shelling? Is it to support the spies who have sneaked into St. Steele's territory?"

"To be precise, they are no longer secret agents, but a small-scale infiltration force with considerable lethality."

Meyer sighed, and then he turned to look at Felix: "Come on, I know you should have some additional news... Felix, do you know which targets near Watch City have been attacked? Shelling?”

Felix nodded, then he walked forward, quickly picked up several red flags from the side, and planted them on the sand table. At the same time, he explained: "For the watch There were only two rounds of shelling on the city itself, and the number of shells was not large, but the targets of the shelling were very clear and concentrated. After that, the targets of the shelling changed to warehouses, strongholds and military camps."

"According to the intelligence previously transmitted, the targets under bombardment have the highest priority, and the entire process of the bombardment was not covered by any magical level... We have reason to believe that this is an attack that leaves no escape route. The people who made the decision and order to attack probably didn’t even think about retaining the artillery positions and strongholds, all they did was to expand the strike area to the widest possible area within a limited time.”

General Buck nodded in agreement: "From the signs, it is indeed the case. They only conducted two rounds of precise artillery fire on Watch City, which was the key target. This means that the artillery position received a very clear and clear magical traction - they started from a You know what you're going to destroy from the beginning, and it's really a desperate act."

Daswell's previously injured hand was still a little inflexible. He slowly moved his forearm and said: "In any case, they have achieved their primary goal... The action that the Black Sun Society was supposed to launch has been forced. Cancellation, and the relevant information has been successfully passed to us, then it is time to make responses and decisions."

General Buck shook his head helplessly: "I know what you are thinking, but at present, large-scale shelling is not allowed... and you should look to others for this kind of thing, not me."

"Oh no, no, we don't need a massive bombardment."

Meyer quickly waved his hand to deny. He pointed to the signs on the magic sand table: "These positions were passed back by our comrades who took the risk. According to their observations, these positions should be black. The locations used by the Japanese Society to set up and hide their secret rituals...and most of their weak points on the defense line now rely on the ritual grounds formed by these secret rituals.

"According to the research of the Van En Magic Society, these mysteries can be connected to each other on the magical level and support each other, which makes their ritual fields form a huge whole, and it is this large-scale magic ritual that has the greatest impact on Our offensive and infiltration have caused great obstacles, and once they suffer a precise blow and fall into a brief collapse, we can quickly break through this obstacle and send a large number of soldiers or infiltrators into it, and this also has Help relieve the pressure on our comrades."

As he spoke, Meyer shook the long wooden stick in his hand and pointed it towards the south of the Watch City area, which was the border between the Kingdom of Walter and the Kingdom of St. Steele.

"General Buck, it was not the army that originally planned to attack us, but the ancient creatures summoned by the Black Sun Society through magic rituals... You must have heard of the legends of those terrifying giant eagles. Their appearance is a great sign for a respected person. A nation of great plateau eagles is doomed to destruction.”

The slender wooden stick fell on the border defense line, and the wooden sculptures that symbolized the new steam crystal cannon of the Kingdom of Votel slowly lit up.

"Time is very urgent, General Buck. You might as well ask other people's attitudes on this matter...such as your courageous and noble princess, or...that wise 'three-clawed falcon'?"

General Buck didn't say much. He quickly went to the communication secret room in the Sword of Dawn station accompanied by Sally.

After about thirty minutes of urgent dialogue, a special temporary order was sent directly to the border command north of the Votel Kingdom.

This order was initiated by "Three-clawed Falcon" Zeke Ernst, passed the review of Prime Minister Votel, and was stamped with the emblem of the Highland Eagle, which symbolizes the royal family.

As a result, a heavy-duty steam armored train that had been hidden in the magic ceremony venue spit out bursts of smoke. It showed its huge figure, moved forward along the railway track, and finally came to the border defense line.

As countless magic circuits were lit, the heavy shell of the train slowly cracked from the middle, and then the huge ferocious barrels were pointed at the distant night sky under the control of the operators.

On this night, the heavy ordnance made by Votel's elite mages and craftsmen once again roared on the plateau.