Chapter 984: Controllable Reaction
Hearing Rosetta's answer, Ferdinand fell into thought, as if it had been a long time before he looked up and saw that the ruler of Typhon was standing there with a calm expression on his face, as if he was calmer than ever.
However, Peddinand felt a kind of power ready to be launched from the calm appearance of the other party - this power has been accumulated for many years, and even many people thought that this power had died with the passage of time, but at this moment, Peddinand suddenly found that it was still there, and it had never weakened in the slightest.
Rosetta Augustus, who was both a cautious strategist and a shocking gamblerβwas still as bold as he was then.
"This could turn into a big gamble," Ferdinand couldn't help but say, but not to dissuade him, he just wanted to say his opinion, "Your Majesty, once the balance gets out of control, we and the entire empire will be doomed. β
"We're already on the road to no recovery β it's not that we're chasing a gamble, it's that all the life is already in this gamble," Rosetta suddenly smiled, "it's a doomed crisis, and now that it's happening, we should find a way to turn it into an opportunity." β
ββ¦β¦ Then I will do my best," Ferdinand bowed his head after a moment of silence, "and to make up for and wash away my shame this time." β
"You know, it's not your fault...... But now that's really what you're going to say. β
Just then, a knock on the door suddenly came from not far away, interrupting Rosetta and Ferdinand's conversation.
Rosetta looked at the door: "Come in." β
The door to the magic laboratory opened, and the dignified president of the Royal Mages Guild, Windsor Marpel, appeared at the door, she looked a little stunned when she saw Archduke Ferdinand talking to Rosetta, and then nodded to the other party, and then walked quickly to Rosetta, her expression was about to say and stopped, as if she had something to say and had some scruples.
Rosetta looked at the expression of the legendary mage, as if he had guessed what the other party wanted to say, he first turned his head to look at Duke Ferdinand next to him, and then turned his gaze to Windsor Marpel and nodded slightly: "Just say something." β
Windsor Marpel subconsciously glanced at Duke Ferdinand, and after a short hesitation, he said, "Your Majesty, the Teleportation Tower has just received the news, Winterwolf Castle...... Fallen. β
Pei Dinan's breathing suddenly slapped messily, the old duke's body shook imperceptibly, his fingers clenched and let go, and finally he couldn't help but speak: "That Andesa ......"
"General Andesa is not dead," Windsor Marpel said quickly, but her expression was more strange and hesitant than before, "She...... She was captured by the Cecil. β
Duke Ferdinand seemed to breathe a sigh of relief slightly, but his expression quickly became quite complicated: "Yes...... Did you miss and get caught? β
"No, she surrendered - with the entire Winter Wolf Knights and the Black Flag Wizard Regiment, as well as a large number of surviving standing soldiers," Windsor Marpel gritted her teeth and said simply, "The news came back from the mage outpost in the Winter Castle area, the Cecil people did not block the relevant information, and now the banner of swords and plows has been raised in Winter Wolf Castle, and the army of the Cecil Empire is constantly building fortifications around it. β
"Cast ......" Duke Ferdinand's eyes widened suddenly, as if he had been hit more than when he heard about the fall of Winterwolf Castle just now, and the expression on the old man's face was strange and distorted, as if he had heard the most incredible thing in the world, "Surrender?!" And to surrender with two corps and countless standing corps? She surrendered with the entire Winterwolf Castle defense?! β
The old wolf's tone finally gradually raised, it was the mood swing that came after decades of perseverance in life was hit head-on, his face was flushed, but he didn't know whether it was anger or sadness, as if the joy just now had not had time to dissipate, and he was shocked by the completely opposite emotions.
His emotions were so excited that even Windsor Marpel, who was the president of the Royal Mages Association, couldn't help but step back a little, and then she said as if she wanted to defend someone: "There is information that the Cecil people have used unprecedented warfare technology - they launched an attack from a high altitude, the power is amazing, and in a short period of time, they completely destroyed the large shield and the outer city of Winterwolf Castle, only the castle survived under the protection of the spare shield, in that case the front line can no longer be maintained, and there is no point in delaying for a moment......"
Pei Dinan couldn't help but say loudly: "Then she should choose to evacuate!" At least the main force of the legion can be ......"
Halfway through his words, Rosetta's hand suddenly rested on his shoulder: "If the Cecil really launched an attack like that, I don't think Androsa would have a chance to get out safely with the people trapped in the castle." β
Peddinand paused dumbfounded, he glanced at Rosetta the Great, only to be shocked to see that the other party had a smile on his face.
"I can see why you're so excited, Peddinand," Rosetta said with a smile, "but to be honest, I was a little relieved to hear that Androsa had chosen to surrender in this situation. β
Pei Dinan didn't seem to understand the deep meaning of the other party's words for a while: "...... What do you mean? β
"Andesa is sharper than you, perhaps because she was in the deepest part of the maelstrom, and she saw the essence of this matter earlier," the smile on Rosetta's face became more obvious, "Pei Di Nanqing, it seems that you are slower than before." β
Radinan cooled down from his excitement, a thoughtful look appeared on his face, and in his thoughts, he heard Rosetta the Great's voice come again: "Aren't you happy for Andessa's peace?" β
"I ......" Pei Dinan opened his mouth, he hesitated, but finally couldn't help but sigh softly, "Hey, of course I'm happy about it......"
"Maybe history will prove that she is a hero - for a wolf general, choosing to give up honor may be more difficult than giving up life," Rosetta said lightly, "but we must also hurry up and deal with it, Cecil's army is more offensive than I expected, and I suspect that Gawain Cecil has not returned to Loren Continent yet, which may become the biggest variable...... To be honest, I don't trust the wisdom of anyone in Cecil's imperial ruling apparatus other than Gawain Cecil. β
Ferdinand nodded.
Then he looked at Rosetta, looking a little hesitant for a few seconds, the former wolf general seemed to have a fierce struggle in his heart, and finally couldn't help but speak: "Your Majesty, Andesa is ......"
Rosetta glanced at Archduke Ferdinand, and finally laughed: "Don't worry, I will do whatever it takes to get her home safely - every Typhon soldier will go home safely." β
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Cecil's banner fluttered high above Winterwolf, the blue-on-gold sword-and-plough hunted and fluttered in the cold winter wind against the first rays of gold in the morning light, and the original black-and-red banners of the Typhon Empire had all been lowered - they had not been thrown on the ground for trampling, but had been properly put away at the behest of their superiors and sent back to the wind as part of the trophies.
Philip stepped into the fortress, and as he drove through the frontal portal, which had collapsed into a huge gap, the young general's heart suddenly felt a little dazed.
He never imagined that he would step into the Winter Wolf Castle in this form, at least not that this day would come so early - this impregnable fortress standing on the border of Typhon is a special "symbol" in the hearts of countless Cecil soldiers, from the time of the Ansu Kingdom to the current Imperial Age, generations of generals and soldiers have been wary of this fortress, seeing the army in the fortress as the greatest adversary and threat, but today...... The fortress was so easily captured.
Of course, it would not be accurate to say "easy", and although the attack lasted only a day and night, and the process seemed to be going well, Cecil's mechanized corps still encountered the most stubborn and threatening counterattack in front of the fortress. The Typhons' strategic spells took a toll on them, and the Winterwolf Legion and the Black Flag Mage's brief but stubborn resistance during the final assault on the inner city shocked the front-line commanders, and to be honest, this battle would not have been so easy if it weren't for the sudden halving of the defenders of Winterwolf Castle and their lack of familiarity with Cecil's "new tactics".
But on the battlefield, there is no "if", no matter how powerful the warrior falls, it is only a corpse, and in this stage that only talks about the result, it is the Cecil who has the upper hand.
The outer city was littered with bricks and smoke, and the aerial bombardment had penetrated the shields and had done far more than expected, with almost all the places where the bombs had been baptized reduced to rubble, and the fires that had been ignited everywhere remained unextinguished by the time the sun rose. It is said that some of those fires were planted by the defenders of Typhon themselves - in order to hold back Cecil's soldiers entering the city, and judging by the results, it cannot be said that they did so completely useless.
The magic guide car passed through the potholed outer city, entered the relatively intact inner city, and drove towards the more intact castle.
Philip looked through the window of a car and saw many disarmed Typhon soldiers lined up to be registered, and after a preliminary count, the Typhonites would be scattered and sent to several prisoner of war camps in the rear - Cecil's army had always been familiar with receiving large numbers of prisoners of war and quickly building facilities for them - and after entering the camp was the first step in "harmless" these Typhons.
Technicians will find ways to identify the contamination on these soldiers and provide solutions to them, and the soldiers will also serve as valuable research samples for the future of mortals.
The adjutant sat in the seat next to Philip, he also looked out the window, and after seeing the honest line of Typhon's soldiers, the young, southern-born officer couldn't help but ask, "General, how many people in here do you say are polluted?" How many people are awake? β
ββ¦β¦ I had judged that the entire Wolf Castle had been completely controlled by the gods' spiritual pollution," Philip said, shaking his head slightly, "but after the 'Wolf General' surrendered voluntarily, I suspect that our judgment of Typhon and the Castle of the Winter Wolf has been wrong...... It is probably too early to consider Typhon as a catastrophic contaminated area. And what is the proportion of pollution in this...... Then I can't say clearly, it depends on the follow-up technical appraisal results. β
"It's incredible," said the adjutant looking out the window, a little surprised, "these Typhonians are so quiet that they don't show any signs of mental pollution...... If it weren't for the fact that we had randomly selected a few people from it and really found out the contamination with the dual identification of the Mental Protection Rune and the 'Human Nature Barrier', I wouldn't have believed that the mental structure of these people had actually mutated...... How could they be so cooperative? β
"Not all mental pollution turns people into muddled monsters, and sometimes sober and rational thinking can also be the result of mental pollution," Philip said, "and for the god of war, all he seeks at the moment is war, and war is ...... Combat is part of war, surrender is part of war, charging into battle is part of war, becoming a prisoner of war is part of war, starting a war is war, and a truce after war is even an 'element' of war - it is quite normal for a lightly polluted infected person to be quiet and cooperative when there is no major conflict under these basic conditions. β
"General, you really know a lot."
"You should read more books in your free time, in all areas β it's good for you."
As we talked, the magic guide had already driven through the front courtyard of the castle, and after passing the well-preserved gates, Philip finally arrived at the heart of the fortress.
After getting out of the car, he took only his closest retinue with him, and under the guidance of the leading soldiers, he finally met the supreme commander of Winterwolf Castle, the wolf general who had chosen to surrender.
She was leaning against a soft slump, her body was covered in bandages in many places, and the mottled blood seeped through the strips of cloth, which looked terrifying, and Philip noticed that the other man's left eye was even wrapped in a circle of bandages, where there was also blood oozing, and the red was even more striking compared to the pale face on his face.
Philip's footsteps paused.
He remembered that he had seen the wolf general, and the other party was heroic at that time.
Fate really is a trick on people.
Then he looked back at Andesa's sideβa chair was sitting next to the soft collapse, where a young lady dressed in a martial arts woman's costume and a supple blonde shawl was sitting, seemingly reading a book with her head down, and a combat "staff" with a component of the Holy Light Blaster resting quietly against the wall next to it.
A martial arts decoration woman...... No, it's not a martial arts girl, Philip noticed the golden lines on the opponent's fist gloves and alloy armor pieces, and judged that this should be a "war nun" who is a higher level than the martial arts girl.
It should have been one of the military officers who came to take care of the badly wounded wolf general.
Judging by the blood stains on that combat staff and the mottled wear on the surface of the opponent's gloves, this should be a loyal and respectable sister.
Loyalty, the kind that can kill a cow with one punch.