The sky was overcast, the wind with the smell of damp earth was blowing from the direction of the mountains on the north side, and the yellow leaves and grass wool of autumn were swept up by the wind, swirling and lapping on the clean windows of the trains, Philip stood in the command post of the tactical section of the Iron Throne, staring out the windows of the retreating wasteland and woods, his eyes calm.

Time will make a person mature, especially when this time is spent on the battlefield, no matter how young a person is, he will also experience to become a calm general, the once young and sharp Knight Cecil has now become the supreme commander of the Imperial Army, and the steady and reliable temperament has become the biggest gain of this young man now, he stands there quietly, compared with four years ago, it seems much more introverted.

The technicians were busy in front of the Iron Throne's console, controlling the operation of this huge war machine, while maintaining constant communication with the front and rear, a technical sergeant copied some data from a nearby device, and came to Philip's side: "General, the leading engineering train has reported that the track has been closed, the temporary stop is ready, and the Iron Throne can move forward at full speed." ”

Philip nodded: "Full speed ahead - is there anything new on the Long Wind Fortress side?" ”

"The Typhons are making no extra moves, and General Maryland is on the alert."

Philip snorted and didn't say anything more.

He didn't expect that the Maryland knight, who had once charged the magic warship with the traditional chivalry of the Rock Fortress and had a rather old-fashioned style, would use a series of unexpected tactics to scare the Typhonians on the border, and that old-school knight with a head like a stone had finally learned to be clever in the face of the upheaval of the times—although he did not have the details of the series of actions of the Long Wind Fortress, it was not difficult for him to guess what the Maryland general had done only from the information that had come back so far.

But such a means will not be able to keep the border for a long time after all, and if you really want to stop the Typhonians, you still have to rely on "mobile fortresses" like the Iron Throne.

As the supreme commander of the army, Philip is now being ordered to personally lead a team to the restored Iron Throne to the fortress of the wind, and he is now halfway there.

With the speed of this train, and the railway lines that are currently open, it won't take long to reach the destination.

The sky was a little darker in the distance, and the direction of the overcast clouds was on the eastern border, and a heavy rain was predicting to be brewing, which according to the druids' calculations should cover the entire line of long winds.

But this has no effect on the Iron Throne - as a cutting-edge mobile fortress, this armored train does not care about most of the wind and rain on land.

……

The cold wind blew on the outer wall of the tall towers of the Winter Wolf Castle, and the black banners were flying and hunting, and the knights on duty stood dutifully on guard, and many people's eyes couldn't help but look in the direction of the Long Wind Fortress, but all eyes could only stop at the view in the end.

The order to shrink from the Imperial Capital has been issued for several days, and the Imperial Knights and the Wizards have remained in the garrison on the east side of Winterwolf Castle as ordered, and although the atmosphere of the confrontation is still very tense, the experienced veterans have already judged the situation: this battle is afraid that it will not be able to be fought.

On the sentry tower on the outer wall, a sentry mage canceled the Eagle Eye Technique, easing the spirit that was slightly tired due to the long-term monitoring, and another sentry mage took over at the right time, and the runes of the Eagle Eye Technique once again appeared in the air above the sentry tower, and the replaced mage rubbed his eyes while muttering a little sullenly: "Okay, the legion-level crystal array has been sent, and it doesn't even ...... fight."

"It's an order, the commanders have their own considerations," the recuperated battle mage next to him opened his eyes and said expressionlessly, "And don't you see those positions?" The Cecils are clearly ready - they've dug a bunch of holes, and you're still going to jump into them? ”

“…… Ay...... Don't think about it for those of us who are soldiers," the Sentinel Mage shook his head, and a cold wind blew, making him shrink his neck again, "Hiss...... It's really autumn, and it's getting colder. ”

"yes...... Autumn has arrived," the battlemage snapped his fingers and summoned a breeze shield over the top of the watchtower, then glanced down in the direction of the castle's main building, "If General Andersa orders a retreat before the end of the month, we will still be able to go home in time for Requiem." ”

A fallen leaf streaked through the sentinels' field of vision, fluttered in the wind, and fell into the inner wall of the fortress, on the windowsill of the commander of the fortress.

Andresa's long gray-white hair was blown up by the autumn wind, and the young wolf general raised his hand and brushed the gray hair on his face, with a hint of unwillingness and gloom in his eyes between the hairs.

The adjutant stood in front of her, bowed his head and reminded: "General, Your Majesty's order has been issued for several days, and the Iron River Knights cannot stay on the defense line of Winter Wolf Castle forever - you should at least order them to return to the camp in the east, otherwise the noble council in the country will probably accuse you of this issue......"

"The guys in parliament will never know how tense the situation at the border is," Andesa stood up irritably, interrupting the adjutant, "and I still feel that something is wrong...... Everything is taken for granted, one ring after another, there is nothing wrong with the logic, but my intuition is warning me......"

As a legion commander, Andesa knew that she shouldn't explain things with reasons like "intuition" - it wouldn't be a problem if she was an astrologer or psychic, but she was a transcendent knight, and the most important thing she needed to maintain was sanity and caution, but since those Cecils had increased their troops in the defensive line, since the border fell into a state of confrontation and pressure, the more and more irritability was affecting her mood, and now the imperial capital has even sent an order for the defense line to shrink and the Iron River Knights to retreat, The gut warning made her even more restless.

It's as if a voice in the shadows keeps telling her that she's missing a key point that could change history.

The adjutant looked at his commander in a different state than usual, and after a moment of silence and deliberation, the usually calm knight said, "General, maybe you need to take another look at the recent troop increase records of the Changfeng Fortress and the laying of their positions?" ”

Andesa was silent for a moment, then nodded suddenly: "Bring me the records - there are also the records of the purchases of the large caravans of the Cecil in several trading towns in recent times." ”

"Yes, ......," the adjutant nodded, but in the middle of his sentence, there was a sudden rush of footsteps and a few shouts outside the door, and a slightly shrill voice shouted in the hallway: "I want to see General Andessa!" Urgent! Urgent! ”

"Who?" Andesa looked up and said in a loud voice, "Let him in." ”

The door was opened by the guards, and a middle-aged man in a bachelor's robe, holding a handful of papers, and wearing the imperial insignia stumbled in. There is a problem with the line of defense of the Cecil! We may have been fooled! ”

After careful identification, Andesa recognized that this was a member of the Winterwolf Castle Advisor Scholars - after the military restructuring, Rosetta the Great set up a special group of "Advisor Scholars" in the army, these people who are reminiscent of the Royal Advisors are usually battle mages or priests with both battlefield experience and knowledge, they are better at thinking than ordinary soldiers and generals, and are more familiar with the battlefield than pure civilian officials, they use their experience and strategies to analyze various information for reference, The proposed way is to give advice to the supreme commander of the army, a very important member of the modern Typhon Legion.

Some old-fashioned knight commanders don't like these advisors who are always chattering about them, but Andesa has always valued the opinions of advisors, and she has even considered several improvements for the advisor scholars, and submitted them to His Majesty the Emperor so that these advisors can play a more active role in the army, and at this moment, seeing a consultant scholar come to her in such a hurry, her expression immediately became serious: "Sir, what happened?" ”

"General, there is a problem with the line of defense of the Cecil, they ...... Ahem, they may be stalling for time," the middle-aged man came to Andessa immediately after getting the consent, and spread out the paper in his hand on the table—it turned out to be a list, "Look, these are their troop build-up records, these are their position build-ups, these are their supplies—the data on the flow of materials that we have collected and speculated through intelligence means, you see, you look at these numbers!" ”

"Looks normal," Andesa looked at carefully, her brow furrowed, "but...... I don't think there's something wrong. ”

"Of course not! The numbers themselves are fine, but there is something wrong with their variation! The middle-aged man shouted loudly, "It's too smooth, the changes are too regular, if the increase of soldiers and the circulation of materials draw a line each, then these two lines are almost straight, and especially in terms of materials - this information is the most difficult to collect, the most difficult to collect intelligence is impossible to be accurate, if it is accurate and shows regularity, it must be fake, it is the opponent who deliberately showed us!" ”

A bright light flashed through her mind, and Andesa finally knew where her vague uneasiness was coming from.

"It's stupid...... I'm so stupid......"

The young wolf general muttered in a low voice, but suddenly remembered in his mind what his father had said to him:

The most cunning enemy does not hide all his secrets from you, but shows you everything - you can't see what is true and what is false.

She stood up and spoke quickly: "First Knights of the Winter Wolf, travel lightly and advance towards the Palamel Heights—I will personally lead the team." Order the Iron River Knights to assemble in the Plains Triangle, the Black Flag Wizards Regiment to stand by, and all legion-level magic crystals to warm up and get ready to attack! ”

The adjutant replied in a loud voice: "Yes! ”

He didn't ask the general what to do in case of a mistake in judgment - as a wolf general, as the heir of the Wendell family, this young lady had already thought about all the consequences when she gave the order, and if this judgment really went wrong...... She will also do her best to get the First Knights to withdraw, and then take all the responsibility herself.

He did not question the appropriateness of the general's "disobedience to the emperor's orders" - because from the day the Winter Wolf Legion was formed, the "wolf general" was given a certain right to make decisions on the front line, and when there was an emergency and it was too late to contact the territory, the wolf general had the right to make decisions.

As for whether Cecil will be provoked by this, whether he will find the name of "righteousness" because of this, and whether he will put pressure on the empire, the adjutant does not think too much.

The empire is the backing of every Typhon soldier, and soldiers are sent to the front to fight and not to retire.

A well-armed order of knights, almost one-third of whose members were made up of transcendents, was quickly organized, and under the increasingly gloomy sky, in the increasingly cold autumn wind, left Winterwolf Castle, and quickly marched along the "Curved Corridor" area in the southern part of the plain towards the Palmel Heights, while the Iron River Knights, one of the most elite knights of the Typhon Empire, quickly assembled in the triangle in front of Winterwolf Castle, and pointed at the Long Wind Fortress in the distance, and thousands of specially trained battle mages also came to the assembly site, Waiting for news from the First Knights.

The cold wind blew across the plains, the windswept battle flags fluttered in the wind, the griffin knights under the name of the knights hovered high in the sky, making a loud chirp, and in the cold wind howling, Andesa put on her family heirloom winged helmet, rode her horse and ran through the queue formed by the knights, and drew her long sword at the front of the line: "Forward!" Paramel Heights! Advance! ”

……

The armored griffons skimmed through the clouds, bypassing the Typhon griffon scouts under the cover of the clouds, and on the back of the ironclad raptor, the goggled-wearing knight of Cecil leaned down and quickly relayed the news back to the fortress's commander.

A large order of Typhon suddenly launched an advance on the heights of Palamel.

Maryland stood in the command room, staring at the map in front of him, staring in the direction of the arrows marked on the map.

The direction in which the Knights of Typhon were pointing...... It's a false position.

They saw through it - before the Iron Throne arrived.