Bloody gas, Andesa is no stranger to this smell.

She stood in front of the gate of the communication tower, maintaining the posture of pushing the gate halfway open, the perception of the high-level transcendent spread, and the various breaths in the tower came into her mind, and after just a few seconds, she directly retreated and closed the door again.

She turned and took a big stride, walking like the wind in the direction of the East Hall, and countless thoughts and speculations mixed with the information revealed by everything in the recent past, and ran through her mind like a storm. Her steps gradually became more stable, and questions began to appear in her mind, and the first question that came to her mind was-

If you want to blind the Supreme Commander of Winterwolf Castle for twenty-four hours without any dead ends, it is guaranteed that not a single soldier accidentally breaks the "curtain" in the process...... How many people are needed?

On the way to the East Hall, Andesa carefully identified the possible illusions around her as if she had peeled back a cocoon, and she checked all the anomalies one by one, restoring little by little what the "farce" in the past two days should have been.

Count Parin Dongcastle stands in front of the magical focal point of the East Room. The circular platform in the center of the hall was inlaid with a huge crystal device, and the light of magic was constantly flowing on it, and the attention of the Earl of Winterhold was on the main streams of light in it, from which he monitored the magic balance and shield load of the entire Winterwolf Castle, and adjusted the deployment and rotation of the Black Flag Mage Regiment at any time to ensure that both the mages and the fortress were kept in the best possible condition at all times.

With the exception of the Earl of Winterhold, there were only a dozen battle mages in the hall who served as sentinels, guarding the various portals.

As soon as Andrisa stepped into the hall, the Earl of Wintercastle sensed her aura, and the middle-aged man with an elegant and dignified temperament raised his head and said casually, "You have come just in time, Andesa." ”

In the next second, he noticed the extremely solemn expression on Andersa's face and the serious aura that was faintly conveyed.

"What's going on?" Count Winterhold immediately asked, and before his words fell, a soundproof barrier had risen out of thin air, completely enveloping the surrounding area within a few meters, "This place is safe." ”

"The mages on duty in the teleportation tower are all dead," Andesa knew about the existence of the soundproof barrier, but she couldn't help but lower her voice, and said with a serious expression on her face that was almost terrifying, "The time of death was about a day ago. ”

In addition to this, she didn't need to explain the second sentence at all, Count Winterhold's face was gloomy for a moment, and in just a few seconds, the extremely agile battlemage commander had already retraced all the time nodes in his mind, recounting all the key events that could be connected to the teleportation tower, and the next moment he said in a deep voice: "So, not a single message that we should have sent out has been transmitted......

"Or worse—the news coming out of Winterwolf Castle is all that shouldn't be out."

"That lieutenant next to you...... No, it's not enough for him alone, there are many more people ......" The Count of Wintercastle said in a calm tone, he did not question the truth or falsity of the explosive news that Andelsa suddenly brought, because he knew the daughter of this friend, and it was impossible for the other party to be vague about such a thing, "They were all affected......"

Andesa took a soft breath: "Not all those affected will be completely out of control like those priests, more people are hidden between us, and they ...... It's sensible. ”

An indescribable depression enveloped her, and there was even a creepy horror in that depression. Andesa is no stranger or afraid of death, but she finds herself facing something more terrifying and unspeakable than life and death on the battlefield - it seems to be everywhere, formless and insubstantial, it is hidden around everyone, even hidden in the depths of everyone's soul, it stirs the life and death of countless people, and yet many people do not even know that it has been here until they die......

For many years, the fortress of Winterwolf Castle and the countless soldiers in the fortress had been a source of pride and confidence for Andesa, but at this moment, she was falling into the abyss in this fortress.

"What are you going to do?" The Earl of Winterhold suddenly stared at Andesa and said, his eyes as sharp as the stars in a winter night, "Do you have a way to redeem it?" ”

Andesa bit her lip and looked gloomy: "...... In a sense, I'm even worried that we've lost control of Winterwolf Castle - those out-of-control God of War believers are clearly pushing for a war, so any attempt to stop the war from worsening will inevitably be countered, and I don't dare bet on how far Winterwolf's soldiers have been infiltrated right now. ”

For the young wolf general, this is a great irony and shame. A fortress commander who lost control of his fortress and his army for such a reason when the war came, something that had probably never happened since the founding of Typhon, and now it happened to the future successor of the Wendell family, who would dare to believe it all if he didn't experience it himself?

Admittedly, Andesa also knew that the situation might not be so bad, she had not really completely lost control of the Winterwolf Castle and the troops, and more than half of the soldiers in this fortress must still be loyal to her, but judging from the results, the severity of the matter was not much worse than the complete loss of control - in the current situation, she simply had no spare strength and no way to screen the faith polluters who lurked among the ordinary soldiers, let alone ...... The Cecil continued to attack the fortress.

Explosions continued to be heard from the direction of the western wall, and the Cecil long-range artillery launched a new round of bombardment.

And in the midst of this death-like explosion, Count Winterhold looked into Andesa's eyes: "Reason and logic tell me that there will be no victor in this war, Cecil and Typhon are both entering the abyss, and our most fatal problem now is that all means of communication have been cut off or interfered with, even the messengers sent out...... It is highly likely that the Cecils miscalculated the situation in Winterwolf Castle, or even the entire Typhon Empire, and once they crossed this line, the war would have turned into a catastrophe without the intervention of the Church of the God of War......"

"So I'm thinking about how to take back some of the initiative, and we're going to find a way to get the news out of Winterwolf Castle - whether it's to the Imperial Capital or to the Cecil," Andesa clenched her fists, "and to keep the tainted from detecting and sabotaging the matter......

"And most importantly...... said Count Wintercastle, but no sooner had he said than a series of explosions that were more dense and disturbing than the previous ones came from a distance, sounding like the bombardment of the southwestern shield.

"And most importantly," repeated the Earl of Winterhold as the explosion died down a little, "not all soldiers and officers understand what is happening as well as you and I do—I mean those who are awake and unaffected. The Scourge is a secret, and we hid it too well, and the warriors of the Empire now only know that we have gone to war with the Cecil, and that they have reached the outer walls of Winterwolf, and that your external liaison and 'peace' will surely seriously shake them up. ”

"I can't do that much now," Andesa said immediately, "Count Wintercastle, I need the help of your mage group. Winterwolf Castle is full of soldiers and knights who are more or less connected to the Ares Faith, but your mage army is still reliable, and I need your magic - whether it's regaining control of the Transmission Tower, building new external communications, or anything else that can give Winterwolf Castle a voice, try it. ”

"I'll figure it out," Count Winterhold thought for only a second, "but only if we hold the fortress intact tonight." The Cecil's nighttime offensive shows no signs of abating, even more intense than during the day, and I suspect they even intend to rely on more and more long-range 'skyfire' to smash down our shields and walls. That's exactly what I've called you for: the Mage's Eye observed that the Cecil had added two more points of fire to the northwest, and they had pulled some kind of magic cannon larger than the main tank of the chariot to the front line with large vehicles, which didn't seem to be ready yet, but they could attack at any moment. ”

"How many magic cannons do they still have on the way......" Andesa could barely control the astonishment in her tone, "Will the Black Flag Mages be able to get rid of those two firepower points?" ”

"Out of the range of the Legion's spells, Cecil has chosen a good position, and they are afraid that they have already figured out the attack limit of the Black Flag Mage. It looks like we're going to have to rely on enhanced shields to fight those things. ”

“…… Understood, I will order the energy of the mana focus on the east side to be transferred to the shield, and at the same time prepare the battle mages under the Knights to go up the city wall to maintain the shield. ”

As soon as Andessa's words fell, a piercing scream from afar, which made people feel toothache and tinnitus, suddenly sounded, and after a very short delay, an explosion that was far more deafening than any previous bombardment, and even made the entire fortress tremble faintly, exploded in the night!

The battle mages in the hall were stunned by the massive explosion, and the faces of Parin Dongbao and Andesa changed at the same time, and the two of them rushed out of the hall at a rapid pace, rushing to a connecting bridge towards the city wall, and they raised their heads to look in the direction of the explosion—in their line of sight, the heavy energy shield outside Winterwolf Castle was rippling in layers, and a larger flash of explosion exploded again a few seconds later.

After a slight delay, the thud of the second explosion reached Andesa's ears.

Is it that kind of cannon?

A look of thought quickly flashed across Parin Dongbao's face, and in the next second, he sketched the runes of the teleportation technique in the air, and quickly issued a new order to his Black Flag battle mages: "Charge the fourth to sixth echelon, cast two wide-area illusions to the northwest A2 and A3 positions, and the seventh to tenth echelon to strengthen the shield, ready for the follow-up impact!" ”

Andesa also quickly rushed to the side of the Earl of Winterhold, she knew that her lieutenant and the other commanders must also be on the other side of the teleportation spell, no matter how many of them have become carriers of the god pollution, at least in the matter of "fighting", they will definitely obey their orders: "Claudine! Instantly transfer the energy of the east mana focus to the shield! Let the regimental battle mages go up to the city wall......"

Orders were quickly issued, and although the defenders of Winterwolf Castle fell into a brief panic under the sudden ground fire attack, everything soon returned to order, more energy was mobilized to the shield, more mages turned their attention to new sources of attack, the defensive strength of the fortress was rapidly adjusted, and the temporarily wavering shield gradually stabilized.

Andresa and Parin Dongburg stood on the connecting bridge, adjusting the defenses of the entire fortress through teleportation spells while keeping an eye on the new attack of the Cecil, looking out over the tense and busy scene in the fortress, and both breathed a sigh of relief as they watched the shields near the walls regain solidity.

Almost all of Winterwolf's defenses were now concentrated on the walls and shields, and the cecil's tireless ground offensive had put Andesa under heavy pressure, but fortunately the fortress seemed to be withstanding.

……

Philip received the latest intelligence from the ground forces.

"Won't the Truth-I Orbital Accelerator Cannon blast their shields......" he muttered to himself softly, as if surprised at the strength of the Typhon's border fortress, "Or is the Black Flag Mages strengthening the shields of that fortress?" ”

"It seems that it is indeed difficult to break through that fortress in a short time with ground fire alone," said a senior staff officer, "General, it is nearly midnight." ”

Philip glanced at the mechanical watch on the table, and then his gaze fell on the terminal of the magic net not far away.

……

In the dark night with a cold wind howling, a low hum resounded between the clouds, and war machines made of steel and crystal swept across the sky like ghosts.

More than 20 mass-produced "dragoons" were lined up in a circular formation under the leadership of the captain's aircraft, and were cruising along the border of the warning area of Winterwolf Castle in a night flight mode with lights out at low speed.

Kina took a deep breath—the breeze shield and trusty cockpit kept the cold wind out there, but she still felt as if she could smell the cold, slightly bloody smell outside—and she looked down at the observation window below and forward, and saw the light flickering and bursting at the edge of the dark earth, and pale cyan flashes piercing through the darkness.

At the end of the criss-crossed light was a fortress that stood stubbornly on the earth, the shield above the fortress was rippling frequently, but it still showed no sign of extinguishing.

The young Air Force commander took another deep breath and calmed his somewhat nervous mood slightly.

It's not her first flight, and it's not the first time she's been on battle, she's flown griffons over battle-torn rock fortresses, and she's flown over the Crystal Scourge with the elven eagles to soar over the old royal capital on the verge of fall.

But that feeling is not the same as it is now.

Her hands clenched on the joystick, the anti-gravity ring and the humming of the Dragonborn drive calming her mind, and she tilted her head slightly, nervous at the mechanic and bombardier sitting behind her.

"Relax, it's not the first time we've held these levers." She said.

"I was just thinking of a resounding opening line," said the bombardier, pretending to be calm, "and say it when the bomb drops." ”

"Don't do such useless things," Gina said immediately, "focus on ......"

She was only halfway through her words.

A device on the control console of the aircraft suddenly lit up, and the next second, she heard General Philip's voice coming from it—

"Dragoons, on a mission, codenamed Z-17."