Andesa didn't let herself sink into the depression for too long.

It's true that Typhon is a step slower on the modern battlefield, but that doesn't mean that Typhon's military power has fallen behind the Cecils across the board - now her forces are only at a disadvantage under certain conditions, and can only defend passively in Winterwolf, but even so, it will not be so easy for the Cecil to break through this line.

Her gaze was far away, and on the west side of the direction of Winterwolf Castle, smoke and dust were gradually rising......

……

Heavy tracks crushed the dry, icy wasteland, the roar of the magic engine and the mechanical friction of the gear link as it turned from all directions, the guns of the Warhammer main battle tank were raised, and in front of the Iron Legion, the towering walls and glittering fortress shields of the Winter Wolf Castle were already visible.

The first wave of attack was gradually approaching the optimal firing distance, and the echelon commander was in a sturdy chariot, looking into the distance through a periscope, and it seemed that there were no enemy obstacles in the wilderness except for Winterwolf's Castle - no wooden barricades that were better than nothing, no criss-crossing blocking nets, and no annoying interception forces.

"They seem to have given up on holding us back in the wilderness," the mechanics were running so loudly that the commander shouted at the commander in front of him on the opposite side, "We're approaching the firing range." ”

"Those Typhonites should know what trouble they've done now!" The Commander also raised his voice and shouted, "I thought the famous Winter Wolf defense line would be so difficult to deal with - it doesn't even look like the Crystal Cluster Legion in Boulder City!" ”

The echelon commander immediately reminded: "Be cautious! Those Typhonians are acting a little abnormally on the battlefield, beware of traps......"

In the past year or so, the front-line troops in the eastern frontier have been expanding and training, and now their members are not only the original soldiers of the first legion who were transferred from the southern border, but also some of the eastern veterans who were originally stationed in the Changfeng Fortress and survived the crystal cluster disaster have been retrained and have now become a member of the new army, and the commander of this echelon is one of such "retrained veterans".

His vast combat experience and knowledge of the Typhonians had made him a junior officer at the front, and now the commander's mind was growing with more and more confusion.

The Typhonians had never behaved so strangely - as the one who declared war on their own initiative, they behaved in the same hurry as the Cecil, as a powerful legion in the border region, they were tied on the battlefield, and many of the elite troops did not show up, and it had been heard that the Typhons were also reforming their armies and increasing the combat effectiveness of the border defenders, but now it seems that ...... Why is Winterwolf Castle not even as good as it was a few years ago?

The commander had a confused thought in his mind, but at the same time he did not forget to be vigilant and pay attention to his surroundings.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a subtle tingling and stinging sensation floating on the surface of the skin on his arm.

He looked down and saw that his hairs were standing on end.

"Watch out for magic traps!" The echelon commander reacted immediately, he rushed to the communication station, "The left and right flanks are scattered, the rear team slows down and bypasses, the front team fires to clear the field at close range, and cooperates with the infantry to prepare for the enemy-"

The first wave of tanks reacted immediately, and with the roar of machinery, the heavy steel chariots began to quickly change their formations, and the "Iron Ambassador" chariots that were advancing in coordination stretched out their shields and began to prepare for the magical impact, and almost at the same time, the entire land at the front of the chariot troops began to glow with dense white light, as if composed of countless tiny lightning bolts—the light net seemed to seep out of the dirt, and swept across the battlefield in a blink of an eye, and in an instant, there were mechanical cabins of several tanks. Fine sparks came out of the railgun and the like.

The power ridge was severely damaged in the mana surge, the magic engine was unbalanced, the gears and connecting rods erupted into a screeching noise under the dual action of inertia and engine out-of-control, and the affected tanks and multi-purpose vehicles stopped one after another, and many more vehicles, although not completely stopped, also slowed down significantly, and the subtle explosions inside the vehicle continued.

At this moment, a low humming sound came from the extremely high sky, and the coordinated infantry under the protection of the Iron Ambassador subconsciously raised their heads, and in the dimming sky light under the dusk, they saw that the sky above them was suddenly filled with layers of focus points like mirrors, surging magic surging in the air, and those mirrors began to quickly turn red......

The vehicles that were still able to move quickly retreated or spread out to the wings, the Iron Ambassador went into overload mode, opening up the wide area shield to the maximum, and the infantry quickly sought out the squad vehicles for cover, and in the next second, hundreds of high-energy beams had been spilled down......

……

"Confirm that the Arcane Stress Force is in effect! The enemy has been stopped! "Aurora Rain Focus is complete, and full projection is underway!" "The second-echelon mage begins to store energy!" "Observing the results ......"

The defensive line, which had been calm a second ago, seemed to boil at this moment, the humming sound and explosion of the magic focused hit the eardrums in waves, and a series of information was quickly gathered in front of Andessa, she had retreated to the command room in the fortress, and was now observing the situation on the defensive line through the magic projection created by the mage - the distant scene had been obscured by the overwhelming high-energy beams and explosion smoke.

"It worked," Count Parin Dongburg looked nervously at the hologram presented by the magic projection, the first time he had used his own battle mages against the Cecil's mechs, "and the high-energy beams above level four seem to be able to penetrate their shields." ”

However, Andessa, who was the supreme commander, frowned, apparently she had found a problem: "...... We should wait for them to move forward a little further before activating the stress field, the mages are too anxious. Or if we had two traps, we could keep all of those Cecils within the reach of the beam rain......"

"They won't be fooled a second time," said Count Parin Dongburg in a deep voice, "but we have achieved the expected results, and the next step is the confrontation of hard power......

Before Count Wintercastle could finish speaking, Andesa saw a flash of light in the depths of the hologram in the smoke, and something impactful shook the smoke away, leaving a pale cyan trail in the air.

Immediately after, a second and third flashes appeared in the smoke.

Just a few seconds later, a loud explosion came from outside—the direction of the city walls was attacked.

The smoke was blown away by the wind, and the Cecil's Iron Legion was once again in the spotlight - the menacing force looked like a disarray, nearly a third of the war machines had been reduced to wreckage after being baptized by the rain of high-energy beams, and a large number of badly wounded and powerless vehicles were scattered across the battlefield, and the survivors were bombarding the walls of Winterwolf Castle under the cover of those wreckage.

Even if they are embarrassed, they still attack with amazing momentum.

At the same time, Andrisa noticed the presence of other enemies behind the tanks - some soldiers with strange equipment who had survived the blow and were scattering to the positions under the cover of their own vehicles and the wreckage of the battlefield, seemingly searching for something.

They are destroying the Arcane Stress Field Generator buried underground.

Count Parin Dongburg's face tightened, this was the first time he had seen the "ordinary people" legion that had not been wiped out under the strategic spell attack of the Black Flag Wizard Regiment, but still retained a certain combat power, he was not only surprised by the combat effectiveness and survivability of those ordinary people under the blessing of equipment, but also surprised by their courage in the face of such a large-scale magical attack.

At this moment, the sound of the communication spell reached the ears of Androsa and the Earl of Winterhold, and the magic sentry set up on the high ground of Winterwolf Castle came with the news that more enemies were coming-

"Enemy tanks observed in the north-west!" "Observed a magic reaction in the southwest direction!" "The second wave of the enemy offensive is observed in front of the defensive line!"

"You're right," Andesa said slowly, looking at Count Winterburg, "and the next thing is the confrontation of hard power......

……

In the rear of the main advance force, the original Fort Contracting has been temporarily transformed into the front command post of the First Army Corps, and all kinds of magic equipment transferred from the rear occupy the hall on the first floor of the castle, and a large number of command, liaison, and coordination personnel come and go in the hall, making it an extremely busy scene.

It was Philip himself who was in command of the offensive operations on the front line.

One of his subordinates stood in front of him, reporting on what had just been reported from the front: "The advance force has been frustrated on the west side of Winterwolf Castle, and the vanguard has been hit by the Typhon's legion-level spells, and is unable to move forward, and can only slowly weaken the enemy's shield at the limit of range. The second, third, and fourth echelons are attempting to attack from all directions, but they are all bombarded with powerful clusters of magic and encounter some kind of trap that can interfere with the operation of the magic web device. ”

"It seems that the Black Flag Mages have arrived at Winterwolf Castle," Philip quickly came to his conclusion, frowning, "that trap didn't appear in the previous intelligence...... It seems that the people of Typhon have something new that we haven't even seen before. ”

"General, do you want to put the reserve echelon into the battlefield?" The subordinate asked, "The Black Flag Wizard Regiment has entered Winterwolf Castle ahead of schedule, and the ground forces are advancing slowly now......"

Philip raised his head and glanced at the Magic Net terminal not far away.

"No," he shook his head, "keep the advancing troops at a safe distance and continue to weaken the shields of Winterwolf Castle outside of the bombardment range of the strategic spells, and it's okay to slow down - just keep the Black Flag Mage's energy at bay, and don't let those mages have room to rest and adjust their deployment." ”

"Yes, General."

After his men left, Philip exhaled slightly, and he returned to the tactical map, reconfirming the terrain around Winterwolf Castle and the deployment of enemy forces confirmed during the last reconnaissance.

Winterwolf Castle is now on passive defense, and although the combat effectiveness it shows is strong, it has not exceeded expectations, but the troops mobilized from all over Typhon's territory are definitely converging towards the Winterwolf defense line, and with the passage of time, the defense of Winterwolf Castle will be completely stabilized, and even an active attack will be launched.

However, he did not give the order to put in more echelons or change the offensive plan of the advancing troops.

But looking at the tactical map in front of him and thinking about the current battlefield situation, some voices suddenly popped up in his mind-

"Do you want to try a more aggressive attack? Let several echelons on the front line launch a super-large-scale cluster attack against the defensive firepower of Winterwolf Castle, so many tanks and multi-purpose combat vehicles are distributed on the open battlefield, and if you attack from all directions at the same time, even the strategic spells of the Black Flag Mage Regiment cannot cover the entire battlefield......

"There is a limit to the mages of flesh and blood, and there must be a cooldown cycle for super-large-scale strategic spells......

"Compared to another solid plan, the advancing troops may suffer heavy casualties, but they will be able to achieve results more quickly, and the merit will belong entirely to the First Legion, and there will be no need to share the honor with others......

"This is a battlefield, and sometimes the necessary sacrifices are made in exchange for the necessary feats......"

Beside Philippe, with a gentle and loving smile, Malm Dunit waited patiently for the young General Cecil to make a decision.

Philip looked up, he turned his head to look in the direction of Malm Dunit, and suddenly a smile appeared as well.

Malm Dunit's gentle and loving smile instantly stiffened, and he seemed to fall into a great consternation, and subconsciously spoke: "Why are you ......?"

"I once believed in the god of war, and even now, this belief should still be able to influence my words and actions, my way of thinking, and even my soul subtly - not all of them are capable of breaking the seal of their hearts by their own will," Philip said unhurriedly, "So, do you think that after learning of Typhon's catastrophic danger, Cecil's soldiers would not be able to do a little bit of protection?" ”

As he spoke, he raised his left hand, the pale golden chain hanging down, and a small, pocket watch-like device slipped from his cuff, but when the "dial" opened, it revealed a shimmering intricately curved rune reminiscent of creatures of the deep.

The moment he saw the rune, Malm Dunit felt a wave of dizziness, and his body quickly became unstable, flickering violently as if his energy was about to be interrupted!

In the next second, the figure of the former God of War Pope quickly dimmed, as if he was planning to escape from this place through some kind of escape spell, but before he could act, Philip had already quickly pressed a certain button on the terminal of the magic net next to him-

Something inaudible, a powerful low-frequency oscillation instantly "echoed" throughout the room, directly suppressing Malm Dunnet's spirit and banishing it from the dimension he wanted to flee to.

Nearby officers and civilians heard a non-human howl, and they saw a figure appear out of thin air near the general and be knocked out in disarray, several exclamations echoing in all directions.

Malm Dunit felt a piercing tingle that he thought he would never have the same feeling after becoming a spirit, but some invisible force was tearing at the "divine power" he used to maintain himself, making his soul seem to be torn apart. This succession of blows finally angered the paranoid soul, and he jerked himself up and raised the scepter in his hand—

A spider silk wrapped around his wrist.