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Winnington finally made it to the top of the city.

Looking at the imposing demon seed army in the distance, he didn't seem to be in a hurry, and said with a smile: "Let's wait and see, we are the defenders of the city, so it's not good to strike first, right?"

His words made sense, but they still couldn't dampen the slightest bit of tension from the soldiers defending the city.

The feeling of thousands of enemy troops waiting on the side of the couch is really unbearable.

Many people are eager to give those demon seeds a few cannonballs to taste first.

But those who really understand military affairs know that this Northland army is an absolute elite division, and the place they chose to settle down is the most standard extreme range.

Even if the artillery fire can barely reach them, it will not cause any damage to them.

Once the human side fires first, it loses for a while.

The first priority in the confrontation between the two armies is morale, and if the human side can't hold their breath first, then they will be in a passive state throughout the war.

From the hands of this army of people, the army of demon seeds has already won over the human race.

Almost nothing was done, just encamped, and the human race was overwhelmed.

What a terrible opponent.

Many of the soldiers who were not the original garrison of the Central Wangcheng, but the soldiers who had been withdrawn from the battlefield in front of them, sighed in their hearts.

They are all people who have really fought against these demon seeds.

They understand the difficulty of this war.

Even though they occupy absolutely advantageous terrain, have the most impregnable walls in the world to lean on, and have the best weapons in their hands, they still don't have much chance of winning.

Their enemies are the Northland Demon Species that create infinite possibilities, but their comrades are rookies who have never even seen blood.

You must know that an army, a war, no matter how strong the city is, no matter how well equipped it is, it also needs soldiers as the cornerstone.

The foundation is unstable, and in the end the result awaits them, only defeat.

Winnington, of course, felt the agitation that sank among the soldiers.

But he did nothing, but stood for a while at the head of the city, and probably not even fifteen minutes, and then departed.

There was neither an impassioned pre-war declaration, nor a pat on the shoulder of the soldiers one by one, telling them that it was all right, that everything would pass.

War is brutal.

It was only when real blood was splashed before their eyes that they could truly appreciate that fear.

At that time, it makes sense to do that again.

Winnington quickly stepped down from the city and got into his exclusive military carriage, as if he was not at all worried that those demon seeds, who were only five thousand yards away from the central royal city, would charge the next moment.

"I've asked you to check on the situation in the city these days, is there any news?" Winnington is now a general in the military department, and can be said to be the uncrowned king.

His carriage was, of course, incomparably large.

Especially in this war period, his carriage is almost a small conference room of the military headquarters.

"At your orders, we have recently conducted a city-wide search, especially those families who have a relationship with the central government, and conducted a strict interrogation. A man with an extremely rigid face and a word for word answered, knowing at a glance that he was an unapproachable soldier who might have some special hobbies, answered Winnington's question.

"Of course, none of those who came from the north were sent into the city. ”

What he answered was what Winnington feared most.

That is the god from the Central Plains.

In all fairness, although he was also happy to see the horror of the Darkmoon Chamber of Commerce, he was still interested in this god that appeared out of thin air, and that terrifying plague-like method of faith warfare.

He also had an extreme headache.

The only thing that could be done now was to brutally control the influx of people, and to thoroughly filter out everything in the city that might bring the plague in.

After that, several more officers in charge of the matter reported their latest developments.

Despite the strict restrictions, there were still some followers of that god who had infiltrated the Central Castle, the largest city in the world.

Fortunately, they were soon captured by the Faith Eradication Team set up by the military headquarters and hanged on the head of the city.

Everything looks going well.

There were no surprises.

Everything is still under control.

Winnington ......

"Well, being able to catch someone means that things haven't been bad enough to a certain extent, and if no one is really caught, I have to feel that something big is going to happen. Wennington rubbed his temples, showing a different tiredness than he did outside.

In fact, when it comes to the real huge pressure, his pressure is 10,000 times greater than those big-headed soldiers who are standing on the top of the city and watching the demon seeds make fire in the distance.

Supplies, intelligence, the layout of the battle situation, the mess and mess in the rear, all these things, you can't stop thinking for a moment.

If you change someone with a little worse psychological quality, you would have collapsed 10,000 times a long time ago.

But he couldn't show anything.

He wants to make outsiders think that he is very laid-back.

Even if this leisurely pace would make his soldiers feel that the commander did not take the war seriously at all, or was overly optimistic.

It was better than the restlessness he showed and completely broke down the poor soldiers.

"Keep staring at this piece. Winnington finally said that.

He was still worried about the god.

The fall of a fortress that will never fall often begins from within.

He remembered the words again.

I always feel ...... And what was overlooked.

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The confrontation between the head of the city and the outside of the city continued into the evening.

Strangely, nothing happened.

The demon seed outside the city has been busy arranging the battlefield, and they haven't even glanced at the huge city that is close at hand.

The human soldiers spent a day worrying about the city.

Just when many of them were sweating and exhausted and planning to change values.

The unexpected happened.

The accident doesn't mean that the demon seed army, which has been quiet for a day, suddenly plans to attack the city at night.

Instead, one of the demon seed armies came out.

This person did not stop, step by step, towards the Central Royal City.

One thousand yards, two thousand yards.

The farthest coverage of artillery has long been exceeded.

Three thousand yards, this man is still moving forward.

The person in charge of the artillery command seemed to have completely lost his mind and forgot to fire.

Just because this person who came was strange and familiar, everyone had seen the portrait of this person and heard the name of this person.

This person is called, Su Junyan.

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