"Retreated?" Major Ezerson asked under the tree.

Weiss ended his distracted squinting, bowed his head to his partner, and said, "They withdrew to the pass, and they didn't retreat any further." It had already been probed, and the enemy did not leave an ambush and withdrew all of them from the woods. Six of their tanks were withdrawn, and the rest were abandoned. ”

"Dragon, what are we going to do next?" Major Ezesen tilted his head, "Let everyone re-enter the front-line position and prepare for the battle with the enemy?" ”

Weiss did not answer this question immediately, but looked away in the direction of the Norman retreat. Here, in the snowy forest at the northwestern tip of the Lorraine Mountains, the resistance and the Norman army fought fiercely from early morning to early afternoon. After a series of battles, the Norman army from afar gradually gained the upper hand, and just when victory was within reach, Union fighters sent a hearty air raid thousands of miles away. This wave of air raids pressed the unprepared Norman army to the ground and rubbed it hard. According to common sense, the turning point of this battle has already appeared, and if the Normans are interested, they should pack up their stalls and withdraw as soon as it is dark, otherwise they will not only not be able to take advantage of the night battle, but may also be beaten by all kinds of hangings. However, the Norman army did not flee far away, but regrouped in the area of the pass, and Weiss could not help but worry about this abnormal situation: if the enemy had not lost his mind, then there was a backhand!

Judging from past experience, this level of fighting does not seem to be enough to make the Normans lose their minds.

When things go wrong, there must be demons. It is inferred from the way of reverse thinking that it is better for the resistance group to change from passive to active, either to attack decisively, to carry out a resolute attack on the enemy, to disrupt the enemy's plan as much as possible, or to retreat decisively, avoid the enemy's edge, and wait until dark to wait for the opportunity to kill the rifle. Only in this way will it be possible to disintegrate the enemy's inevitable attack with the strength of the present weakness.

Weiss was about to make a decision when a "vision" suddenly appeared in the sky: a large, spindle-shaped battleship descended rapidly from the clouds. The sudden feeling of oppression seemed to make everything on the ground freeze!

This is an assault ship of the Normans?

No, not an assault ship, but it doesn't look like a battleship either, but a large battleship with a different function. If there is no mistake, it should be designed for ground combat - in its bow, on both sides, and in the lower half of the hull, large and small guns resemble the chelicera of alien centipedes, that is, the range and firepower of the lower hemisphere are far greater than those of ordinary battleships and assault ships.

I have been observing for so long, looking forward and backward, looking left and right, and I actually ignore that such a big guy is hiding in the clouds. Weston was annoyed, but the enemy didn't give him a chance to let his emotions unleash. The Norman forces in the direction of the pass fired multiple red flares towards the snowwoods, apparently directing the firing direction of their flying battleships.

Without warning or warning, the Norman battleship swooped out during its descent. When the artillery fire rang out, the mountain suddenly collapsed and the ground cracked, and the power was terrifying.

"Dodge bullets! Dodge bullets! Enter the tunnels! ”

Weiss was in the tree, and Major Ezerson was under the tree, and the two beckoned their companions to take refuge from this sudden and terrible catastrophe. As the shells fell, the violent explosion stirred up endless snow chips, as if setting off a white stormy wave, sweeping along the snow forest, and no one could stand anywhere they went.

After sliding down the tree as fast as they could, Weiss and Ezerson descended into the tunnel. The artillery fire of the enemy ships did not stop at the point, but followed the traces of the battle between the two sides. In the tunnel, you can feel the artillery fire getting closer and closer, and its huge power is enough to make a single shot into the soul. At this time, Weiss's mind was not controlled by instinctive fear, but calmly considered the current situation and response: the front line was in full swing, and it was unlikely that the Norman battleship was "passing by", and its appearance should have been intentional by the enemy. However, the absence of escort light ships and the lack of signal guidance from the Norman army are puzzling...... Whatever the reason, as long as it remains on the battlefield, the resistance will completely lose hope of victory, and what awaits them is nothing more than glorious sacrifice and disarming surrender.

Between the fire, Weiss said to Major Ezerson, "Thank you, man! Thank you for your trust, but alas, the enemy is too fierce and we are not strong enough. ”

Ezesen looked at his face seriously and said loudly, "Hey man, if you're saying goodbye to me, I'll give you a hug, but if you're going to compromise, I won't take your apology!" ”

With that, he glared in the dark tunnels and gritted his teeth with a gurgling sound: "I would rather die in battle than surrender to the enemy!" Never! ”

Weiss sighed: "If I can exchange my life for the liberation of all of you, I will not hesitate." ”

A huge explosion engulfed Weiss's voice, causing the narrow space in the tunnel to tremble violently...... The first reason why flying warships are overwhelmingly powerful to ground troops is that they carry powerful artillery, and sometimes a single shell comes down, leaving no living creatures within a radius of hundreds of feet - even if they are in bunker and escape the external attack of the shells, they cannot escape the deadly concussion impact, and they fall into a dead body.

I don't know how long it took for the stormy artillery fire to finally subside. The two looked at each other in the dark, and then, Ezerson suppressed his voice, said, "Listen, Dragon, I don't care if you have made some kind of agreement with the enemy, what I want to say is that it is impossible to exchange your life for all of us to leave alive. Because we are facing the Normans, the Normans who will stop at nothing for the sake of victory! ”

Weiss was silent. The reason why I said that just now is largely because I have paid so much, and I am really unwilling to accept defeat, even if I exchange my own sacrifice for the survival of most people, my heart will be happy. Calming down, he had to admit that Ezesen's fears were justified, and although the enemy's military governor of Lorraine was a brother whose blood was thicker than water, the last meeting had been a concession to take into account the feelings of brotherhood. How can he be merciful in such an experience that he has been able to get to where he is today, how much sweat and hard work he has paid, how much humiliation and loneliness he has endured? Taking a step back, with his status and status, even in Lorraine, he may not have the right to cover the sky with one hand, even if he thinks about the old feelings, the Norman army has lost so many men and horses here, can it be easily calculated by one person's words?

At this moment, above the snow forest, at an altitude of more than 1,000 feet above the ground, the Norman battleship "Sedlindsburg" had stopped descending. After a series of fires, all the downward guns were steaming, and on the side of the battleship, in a jewel-like glass cabin, two young men with beautiful ponytails each held a cup of hot tea and gazed at the potholed ground as if they were watching a play in a theater box.

"A bunch of glutinous insects who don't think about themselves! A few hundred people actually have the courage to confront the Norman army! Prince Baras, a member of the Hohenstaufen royal family and third in line to the throne, commented with his usual arrogance.

"Your Highness, don't underestimate these glutinous insects! They kept our two military governors at bay, killed and wounded thousands of our soldiers, cost us a lot of extra supplies, and even pinned down our elite marines for a long time. To be able to organize such a war of resistance, the young man of the Clumber-Heysen family is not simple! ”

Alves Hawke, one of the three commanders of the Eastern Front of the Norman Empire, from the Sedrinz family, responded calmly.

Prince Barras took a sip of tea: "There are no more than 10 people who can get lucky enough to beat you in the wargame deduction, and there are only two in the Clumber-Haysen family, which is really interesting!" ”

Alves shrugged his shoulders: "I have to admit that they are very smart and have extraordinary talents in military affairs, if they can all be used by His Highness, it will naturally be excellent." ”

"So, you chose Lorraine, to become a true conqueror of Lorraine, eh?" Prince Barras asked.

"No, it's not directly related to them." Alves replied, "Indeed, Your Highness, please forgive me for my paranoia about the pursuit of perfection. Lorraine is the area where the enemy is most unexpected and the most suitable for our layout. We are here to perfectly reverse this war! The perfect image of your hero who can turn the tide! ”

Prince Barras smiled slightly: "I am a hero in the hearts of the people, and you are the hero in my hearts, the number one god of war in the Norman Empire today!" ”

Alves did not have the slightest expression of joy, and he said in a low tone: "Duke of Oluwa, Duke of Lebreden, Marshal Fabrest...... Those famous imperial gods of war have all reached the pinnacle of life in the smelting of blood and fire, and in the battles they commanded, the number of dead has accumulated to hundreds of thousands, millions, and the battles in which I served as the first commander are only a handful, and I am afraid that there are not 100,000 lives in my battle book. Therefore, many people think that I have relied on the influence of the Sedrinz family to get to this point, and the ability to deduce war games is not a real skill, and the victories I won were all won by the strong and the weak, and I could win by changing a general at will, and it was easier to win. ”

Prince Barras walked up to the steel-framed glass window, as if looking at the scenery and his own reflection: "Remember the second lesson that Master Quaspala taught us? A truly strong person doesn't have to care about other people's opinions at all! ”

"Alright! The philosophy of the strong is endless strength on the one hand, and endless loneliness on the other. Alves replied.

Prince Barras held his head high and said, "Those who achieve great things must have enough patience...... I believe that one day, we will reach the top at the end of loneliness, stand in front of the world, and accept the worship of all people! ”

At this moment, there was a knock on the hatch behind the two men. After receiving permission, a well-dressed officer came in and reported: "The ground troops have entered the woods, and General Pal Bidgensen asks whether to send the Royal Marines into battle?" ”

Prince Barras put his hands behind his back and did not intend to answer, but Alves thought about it slightly: "The support of naval artillery plus the sweep of ground troops should be more than enough to deal with the enemy's guerrillas. Get them ready and wait and see! ”