Chapter 127: The Battle of Nuremberg (9)

As soon as the Lexington fleet appeared, everyone felt the horror of the cannons of the giant ships - heavy armor and a large number of guns, such a terrible creature was still flying in the sky, and there were six of them!

Surprisingly, however, these big guys did not enter the battlefield, but instead stayed on the huge lawn that Alexander had built before to rest. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although I don't know what happened, Lorraine and the zombies of Fenrir Army are extremely glad that they survived today, at least after dark, there will be no air force again.

"But where the hell is the Royal Secret Service!!

“……”

No one could go back to the question of the commander, everyone wanted to know where these most important reinforcements had gone, and if they could not arrive before dawn to-morrow, no matter how many other troops arrived, they would not be able to deal with the floating battleships.

The air battleship is so terrifying, that is, the unreasonable overlord is forced to bow hard, the flowers are destroyed with spicy hands, and a pear flower is pressed against the begonia, and the pain is felt.

Tricksters.

While Lorraine and the others were trembling with fear, imagining one terrible tomorrow after another, Alexander was equally uncomfortable, and the two days of fighting had made the general extremely tired, and his blood pressure often rose to terrible levels.

Especially in the face of pig-like teammates and normal enemies, that kind of feeling......

"General Alexander, you're so nervous." The person who spoke was a young man with elegant manners and a general's attire, and judging by the friends around him and the rank insignia on his collar, this guy was one of the captains of Lexington.

"There's no way I can't help but be nervous." Alexander bluntly admitted, "Why do we have to have a banquet now?" The Southern Army has not yet been defeated, and it should be seized so that they cannot get enough respite! ”

"From a military point of view, you are right." The young man nodded thoughtfully, "But! It's not aesthetic at all! ”

"Beauty, aesthetics!?"

"That's right, the aesthetics of war should not be so cruel, just like the poets of the Old World depicted, knights and knights should fight according to aesthetic etiquette, and let the southerners surrender and admit defeat without losing grace."

Alexander never imagined that the captain of the newest domestic air battleship would actually be a pervert who worships knights and aesthetics!

From the moment he first went to battle and then triumphantly with scars all over his body, Alexander never had any fantasies about knighthood and aesthetics, which were completely impossible to appear on the battlefield.

It's a world of warriors, and all they can do is obey orders, protect themselves, kill all enemies, and do whatever it takes to win, even if it's acceptable to retreat temporarily and "betray" their teammates to create favorable opportunities.

It was because of this that Alexander gradually became an excellent military leader, and he also brought together a group of young people with the same ideals, who were destined to usher in a very big transformation of the city-state once they took power.

The problem is that the speaker has not yet retired, perhaps due to various considerations, the people in power sent the strongest fleet to support the Nuremberg campaign, but the commander was actually such a person!

"Listen, war is never pretty, there's no knighthood or aesthetics here, stop thinking about all that, I have a plan to break through Nuremberg, where the Confederate army is stationed, but this will require the help of the fleet."

"I know that the fleet will help you when you're done with the feast." The corners of the young man's mouth pulled down slightly, and it was obvious that the other party did not like Alexander's words, but he still agreed to the other party's request.

"No more banquets! This is the battlefield! Listen, I'm the commander of the Nuremberg campaign, you ......"

"But that doesn't mean you can force the will of the Lexington fleet, Alexander!"

Calling each other by name on such an occasion was very rude and meant tearing his face, and Alexander stared at the young man and the extra captains beside him, obviously the other party was on the same side against him.

"Well, gentlemen...... Then have your banquet, and I hope that tomorrow I will see the figure of the fleet, and I will take my leave! ”

"The Lexington fleet will bring victory, enjoy the victory we have given you!"

Rifts and uneasiness appeared in the camp of the Northern Army, and although Alexander did not want to explain more, such a scene really made him not see the slightest hope.

Under such circumstances, the two sides ushered in the sunshine of September 3.

Sunny days, very good visibility, good for travel - and battlefield fighting.

Compared with the previous two days, the soldiers of Fenrir Army Group were undoubtedly miserable, the enemy's infantry offensive and artillery support were still not weakened much, but the six more steel battleships in the air (wooden battleships with shells covered with steel) could not be dealt with, and they were subjected to more severe artillery bombardment.

The Air Force attempted to use the Flame Missile Nest and Mithril Javelin against the battleship, but the damage caused by the small explosion and the large number of mages on board the battleship was quickly repaired.

It was dangerous to approach the battleship with both gyrocopter and fixed-wing, the enemy's secondary guns were numerous and had elemental abilities and scatter-shot barrages at all times, and comrades were shot down in every attack.

Lorraine's attempt to use planes, special combat teams, or even multi-headed dragon cannons was useless, even if the light cannon successfully inflicted moderate damage on a battleship and flew only half as fast as other warships, the Lexington fleet still easily broke through the two lines of defense and sailed towards Nuremberg without hurrying or slow.

"Sir, there's really no way to stop the enemy's fleet anymore!"

"The 7th Infantry Regiment of Eroon State has suffered heavy losses, and the front commander has requested reinforcements!"

"The Magic Guide Armor Wing is fighting with the enemy Magic Guide Armor, and there is no way to flank it!"

"The Air Force suffered heavy losses, and it will take forty minutes for the next batch of fighters to return to the battlefield."

Bad news followed, and a breath of despair and doom could be felt, and if the headquarters fell into despair, then Fenrir's history would come to an end.

Of course, Lorraine also knew that it would not work like this, so after a little hesitation, and then looking at the news that kept coming, the approaching Lexington fleet and the constantly retreating infantry defense line, finally made up his mind.

"Command...... The infantry who are still resting are thrown into the third line of defense, and all the mages are in the air with me! ”

The so-called resting infantry are actually all units that were disabled in the previous two days, and there are more serious losses such as the 20th Volunteer Infantry Regiment of Mills State, they will all rejoin the battle, and I really don't know if they will survive this time.

As for Lorraine's lift-off operation, to be honest, he really doesn't have the slightest confidence, but what can he do if he doesn't stand up at this time?

With blessings and hopes, Vivien and the officers bid farewell to the mages who took to the skies, even though most of them relied on Lorraine's magic to stay in the air for long periods of time......

"Commander...... Please come back alive! Vivien prayed, but soon noticed that the drone that had been left at the airport to repair it had returned images of reinforcements from Her Highness Josephine finally arriving. (To be continued.) )