The situation on the battlefield is tilting in favor of the Empire, and rightfully so. With the right tactics and superior troops, the kingdom, which was already in a disadvantaged position under the steady advance, was powerless to fight back.

The generals, who were not at the front line in person but were sitting in the office of the rear base, learned by phone that this was probably what it looked like.

"Maybe we can celebrate with a bottle tonight?"

"Don't be kidding, you can win the battle one day."

"But the advantage is indeed on our side, and yes, so I propose - or we should open a bottle of wine now to celebrate the victory that is bound to come!"

"No, no, I never touched wine during wartime."

A group of lieutenant generals and major generals were discussing the topic of unnutritious while munching melon seeds on their desks. In the sound of click, click, melon seed peels are everywhere.

"Speaking of which, a unit just now asked for air support from our side."

"Didn't you let the Air Force pass?"

"And then there's the one who needs ammunition support."

"I also sent it over with the Air Force."

"There are troops to support."

"The railway line to the battlefield has been repaired with rail cars, tell them not to think about it today, but I can transport a division over tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

"There's still a mood to support."

"Coffee, candy, magazines, everything that can be transported by air has been delivered, and those that can't be transported by air are sent to them by rail, what else do they want?"

"They also want solidarity."

"I knew they were going to have to mention it! Tell the front line that the stars from the imperial capital are already on the way! ”

The commander-in-chief said while leisurely eating melon seeds: "It's easy and easy, it's a pity that there aren't many days that can be so relaxed......"

A major officer suddenly rushed into the office, only to see him say with a solemn face: "Report!" The enemy's air fleet arrived on the battlefield five hours ahead of schedule! Quantity...... Numerous! ”

The commander-in-chief calmly swallowed the melon seeds and said, "I know that happy times always fly by. ”

He and all the officers present stood up and said in unison: "Prepare for the special plane!" Take us to the front! ”

Brigna front-line positions.

Six hours had passed since the start of the battle, and the battle that had started at two in the morning had now reached eight o'clock in the morning.

The scarred Ken fell to the ground gasping for breath, his eyes looked at the behemoths in the distant sky, and he couldn't help but curse in his mouth: "Fuck it! ”

The Imperial army had advanced two thousand meters at this time, and seeing that this happened halfway through Tuitu, he couldn't help but be depressed.

But it is impossible to fight back, and it is not enough for them to stuff people's teeth. So the acting platoon commander of the magician, Sergeant Ken, took out the walkie-talkie and ordered: "Retreat!" ”

To his relief, the tasks given by the boss were successfully completed, and the answers coming out of the walkie-talkie were not less. To be able to go back alive on the battlefield, I have to say that they are very lucky.

And not long after their retreat, the air fleet came.

If you look closely, you can see that the fleet in front of you is mainly composed of three types of ships. One of them is none other than the balsa class high-speed ships that have previously attacked Brooklyn, and the other two are different from their modest brethren......... It's just gorgeous to the point of being excessive.

The elongated hull, wooden hull, magical sheen of weapons, and ornate but useless baroque decorations. The Magic Crit Ship and the Magic Defense Ship are the best expression of the Elves' artistic talent and flamboyance.

And it's not for nothing that they'll be so arrogant to turn weapons into works of art. Ambrizette's air fleet generally consists of three ships, one crit and two defensive ships in each group. Balsa class high-speed ships serve only as scouts and harassers in such a large fleet.

In this three-ship group model, the crit ship is responsible for delivering firepower and defending the ship's main defense. Let's talk about the defense ship first, although this kind of ship is written on the order when it is built, but its appearance does not match the ship at all.

In the middle of her is a 70-meter-long pentagonal prism, from which mechanical arms protrude to support square metal plates. The intricate spells carved on the metal plate are the essence of this thing's incredible defense.

Mobile Enchantment Transport, which is her scientific name. The circles drawn on those metal plates are all nodes of large enchantments, and a defense ship can instantly open a large enchantment when it activates all the spells on its hull, and its defense can withstand the Empire's 300mm train cannons - shameless!

Guarded by two defensive ships, the Magic Crit Ship as a firepower ship is simply the happiest air force in the world - you can attack the enemy without worrying about the other party fighting back, and experience the pleasure of dog abuse to the fullest!

Unfortunately, the Empire's railcars have not yet laid a new direct railway. The strongest weapon in the hands of the Briña front-line troops, an 800mm train cannon [Titanic], is eating dust in the warehouse because there is no railroad of the right size.

Therefore, when the commander in charge of the front-line command saw the air fleet coming, he had to roll his eyes and say helplessly: "Retreat!" ”

This decision was not good, the enemy came five hours earlier than the intelligence time, and the sudden retreat of the Empire at a time when it was deep into the enemy's position would definitely bring a large number of casualties.

But if you don't withdraw, you will be completely annihilated, and the fleet in the sky has exceeded thirty by visual inspection alone, and at least ten groups of air ships have begun to deliver firepower to the ground forces.

Colorful magic missiles rained down in the sky, falling to the ground and blasting shallow craters. The commander called the mobile troops over and over again, only to learn that their anti-demonic armor-piercing shells were still in the camp......

The commander threw the radio away in a fit of rage.

The anti-magic armor-piercing bullet has the effect of neutralizing the magic field, and this kind of enchanted warhead made by the magician to deal with the magician is very inconvenient to carry, and the mobile force has to go back every once in a while to replenish the steam, so the decision that they did not bring it was correct.

"So everything TM is the fault of the hour! …… No, it's the intelligence department's fault! When I go back, I must sue those people who eat dry rice to a military court!! ”

The enemy arrived five hours ahead of the intelligence and cut into the battlefield at a time that embarrassed the Empire. This is indeed a mistake by the intelligence forces, and now the front-line commander only hopes that there will be fewer deaths when he goes back...... "Emperor bless, twin black dragons bless us can all go back alive......"

However, his wish was clearly frustrated.

Ask, is it fast in the sky or fast on the ground?

Answer: The sky flies fast.

In the sky, the air fleet, which easily flew above the head of the Imperial Army, launched a fiery offensive, as if to burn the Empire to all its enthusiasm, driving these art-like war machines to launch round after round of attacks.

The barrage rained non-stop, but the colorful light reflected the desperation of the imperial soldiers. Then, above the heads of all, justice came!