"In the name of God—"

"For Your Majesty!"

"For the kingdom!"

"Hold it at all costs!"

Smoke-covered embankments, boiling flames burning on blood and corpses.

The bloodied commander let out a hoarse cry and brandished his saber as he urged his soldiers forward to fill the bloody line.

Even though his legs had been blown off, he still didn't stop screaming.

Just because the fortress under him is called the City of Plenty.

It is not only the granary in the middle of the lion kingdom, the blessing of the gods on the kingdom, but also the last hurdle on the falcon's road to the lion king's capital!

Rewind to a few hours ago.

The 20,000-strong troops of the Falcon Kingdom finally completed the construction of the fortifications, and to everyone's surprise, they immediately launched a fierce assault on the defenders of the Rich City from both the west and the north.

Of course, the Lion Kingdom will not rest on its laurels.

Under the leadership of Prince Winter, the scarab scarab team and militia stationed here immediately launched a stubborn resistance.

Whether it was a cast-iron cannon, an old-fashioned mortar, or a patchwork howitzer, all of them were pulled to the front line.

Just to stop the enemy's advance-

Even if you can only delay them for two seconds!

The propellers of the aerial fighters roared, raining down waves of death on the embankment, but it did not stop the artillery on the embankment, which continued to pour ferocious fire into the bunker.

The defenders of the fortress were in thousands, and they were filled in by one team after another.

The same is true for siege troops outside of the fortress.

Even with absolute air superiority.

Even if the artillery positions in the rear opened fire non-stop.

Even if the defenders on the embankment were annihilated round after round.

They also failed to cross the metal dam.

The war is at a stalemate.

Both sides are red-eyed, leaving humanity and faith behind, fighting in the most primitive and brutal way, just to send more and hotter metal shrapnel into the heads and chests of their former siblings.

The impregnable embankment has become a rolling meat grinder.

Flying fragments and blast waves spread in circles, rolling blood-colored waves across the golden wheat fields.

Sitting in the driver's seat of the fighter jet, looking out of the cabin, Acante couldn't help but be speechless.

Not because of the tragic battle, but because of the golden patches.

In his hometown, beside the embankment of the river that was drying up, he had never seen such a vast and spectacular wheat field.

If he could occupy this place, his father, mother, brothers and sisters, and even future children and grandchildren...... I don't have to endure hunger anymore.

Although it meant that the inhabitants of the occupied country would struggle to survive in poverty and misery, and although it meant that those people would become slaves, he did not see anything wrong with that.

This world is a jungle of the jungle, and survival of the fittest is the law of nature.

His Royal Highness had said that the oasis of the Falcon Kingdom was declining, and that they had borne the curse of the great desert on behalf of the kings of the desert, but the kings of the desert had stood idly by their suffering, preferring to throw away the milk and bread rather than share the slightest bounty of the gods with them.

The corrupt kings have broken their oaths and faiths, and are unworthy of the blessings of the spirits of the sand sea.

If the people of the falcon want to survive in this world, they must keep fighting, keep fighting-

Until the end of life!

Holding the joystick, Akante expertly raised the plane's altitude, ready to use his mounted 10mm machine gun to make another dive against the artillery bunker on the river embankment.

However, at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a string of black dots from the sun on his side.

In that direction -

Is it the east?

The backlight made him unable to see what the string of black dots was, and even wondered if he was dazzled for a while.

However, the instinct honed in several battles still made him make a judgment immediately, terminated the next round of diving, and continued to pull up the altitude and fly towards the clouds.

As it turned out in real time, he was right, which allowed him to dodge the first round of strafeting.

But his teammates weren't so lucky.

In just a few breaths, the strings of black dots had flown near, revealing the nose painted with sharks, tigers, and devils in the daylight, and spewing thick tongues of fire at them.

There were no enemy airfields in the vicinity, and the pilots of the Falcon Kingdom did not expect to be attacked by planes, so they were taken by surprise.

Caught off guard, the three "Eagle" propeller planes were instantly beaten into a sieve, with a series of bullet holes printed on the wings, and fell to the ground with black smoke.

Although the other 22 planes dodged in time, they were still bitten by the tail and hit hard, and soon paid the casualties of three more planes.

Seeing that his teammates were killed, Acante's face changed wildly, and he immediately turned on the on-board communication equipment and shouted loudly.

"Enemy planes!"

"Stop the ground attack and prepare to engage the enemy!"

The remaining 19 planes immediately dispersed, gaining altitude and turning to the sides in an attempt to avoid the opponents clenching behind them.

However, the other party's flying skills are equally exquisite, not only cooperating tacitly, but also well-trained.

Looking at the "little chicken" in the quasi-heart who was running away in a serpentine maneuver, the unprofessional pig nose snorted, bit the rear hemisphere of the enemy plane, and pushed down the electric door.

"Want to run?"

This will get you away -

Write your name upside down!

Pressing the switch on the onboard communicator, he tore back his voice and yelled.

"Disperse the pursuit! One fight per person, give me a hard beating! ”

Soon the communication channel echoed.

"Okay mantou brother!"

"Roger! Steamed Bun Brother! ”

The unprofessional anti-steamed man almost flew crooked.

"Gan!"

"How many times have I said it, Lao Tzu is called anti-steamed buns!"

Twenty-five propeller fighters of unknown type clung to each other, and at the same time separated five and outflanked them.

The battle in the air quickly entered a white heat.

Although they were caught off guard at first, the Falcon Kingdom pilots quickly reacted, and with the excellent maneuverability of the "Eagle" propeller aircraft, they started a horizontal struggle with the enemy aircraft that suddenly entered the battlefield.

In the absence of air-to-air missiles, aerial dogfights have completely turned into hand-to-hand combat.

The two sides flew in scissor rollers with each other, fighting for the fleeting shooting window.

The air rained down with orange-yellow bullets, like sparks from a hammer striking a forge, smelting every creature caught in it.

Sweat was oozing from Acante's forehead, his hands were gripping the joystick, his teeth clenched and his gums bleeding.

He could feel that the opponent's plane was not very strong, but the fighting style of these people was extremely ferocious, and the will to fight was even more incredibly high.

Some extremely dangerous maneuvers made him wonder if the other party didn't know that he might die, or if he didn't take his life seriously at all.

Is that the pilot of the Lion Kingdom?

Or a coalition hundreds of kilometers away?

The victory or defeat in the air has not yet been decided, but the battle situation on the ground has quietly changed with the arrival of the alliance air force.

Originally, the balance of victory had gradually tilted in favor of the attacking side, but with the loss of air supremacy, the balance was crooked and forcibly broken.

The 20,000-strong team of the Falcon Kingdom, which was in charge of the storm, soon fell into a bitter battle.

On the contrary, seeing the support of friendly aircraft, the defenders on the embankment were demoralized and shouted.

"It's reinforcements!"

"Reinforcements from the Alliance! It's the people of the Alliance! ”

"Oooo

"The spirit of the sand sea is above! We are saved! ”

Not only did the soldiers see the hope of victory, but also the officers in the command post also showed joyful expressions on their faces, sweeping away the gloom on their faces a few minutes ago.

Reinforcements from the Alliance have finally arrived!

Although it was only the Air Force that came, it also helped a lot!

The only thing that the officers couldn't figure out was where did these planes come from?

……

Front-line positions.

Behind the artillery bunker, Prince Winter held a telescope in his hand, and through the observation window on the sandbag wall, he looked at the battlefield in the distance with billowing smoke, and his brows were twisted together.

Although the unexpected arrival of the Alliance's planes reversed their decline, the current situation is still not optimistic for them.

With the help of the legion, the Falcon Kingdom has been preparing for this battle for more than ten years, and they are far above the Lion Kingdom in terms of equipment and the quality of their soldiers.

The fact that the sound of artillery fire in the distance has not stopped is the best proof of this.

Those men did not retreat because of the loss of air support, but the assault became more ferocious.

His squad of 10,000 scarabs has been reduced by 20 percent, and the militia stationed there and the trained conscripts have suffered heavy casualties.

Blood almost stained the embankment red, pouring into the irrigation canals under the embankment......

“…… If we continue to wear it out like this, even if we succeed in holding this fortress, I am afraid that our vitality will be greatly damaged. Standing next to Prince Winter, a nobleman who served as a staff officer said with a solemn expression.

Another officer clenched his fists and cursed.

"These brutes...... It's like you can't finish it! ”

"We have to defend this place no matter what, this is the last wall of the kingdom, and we have no other choice."

Holding the binoculars, Prince Winter paused and continued expressionlessly

"Since they are determined to win this fortress, let them drain their blood on the riverbank!"

At this moment, billowing dust suddenly appeared on the northwest side of the fortress, and along with the dust, there was an unstoppable torrent of steel!

About 50 Conqueror X heavy tanks suddenly entered the battlefield.

At first, when they saw the unplanned force, neither the attacking nor the defending side reacted.

It wasn't until those tanks marched to a close position and suddenly opened fire on the attackers outside the fortress that the defenders on the embankment realized that it was reinforcements!

A flag was played on the turret of the tank, on which was painted the coat of arms of the royal family of the honey badger.

The officers who were prostrate on the front line to direct the operation were overjoyed and shouted excitedly.

"It's the Honey Badger Kingdom's Restoration Army!"

"They're here to help us!!"

As friendly troops arrived on the battlefield one after another, the morale of the soldiers of the Lion Kingdom reached its peak, and the speed at which they pulled the bolt and loaded the cannonballs was much faster.

The half-crippled thousand-man team that was beaten was stunned to hit the firepower density of the full number of thousands.

In the face of the flank strangulation of the armored forces and the sudden ferocious frontal fire, the 20,000 people of the Falcon Kingdom, who served as the vanguard of the attack, suffered heavy casualties in an instant.

At the same time, the battle in the air has already been decided.

With the exception of a few planes retreating to the west, the entire squadron of the Falcon Kingdom was almost completely wiped out.

The balance of victory, which had been flattened, was completely tilted in the direction of the defenders.

The majestic embankment still stands in the middle of the wheat fields and the billowing smoke of gunpowder.

Seeing that the general trend had gone, even if there were ten thousand reluctances in their hearts, the front-line commander of the Falcon Kingdom could only order a retreat.

At this time, once you hesitate or fall in love, I am afraid that few of the entire 10,000-person team will survive, and the entire establishment will have to be defeated......

……

Thirty kilometers away, the military camp of the Falcon Kingdom.

The entire camp was almost crammed with the wounded.

Looking at the stretchers all over the ground and the wounded soldiers lying on the stretchers wailing, Prince William's eyes were full of anger, and he clenched his fists uncontrollably.

He did not understand why the Legion had given the order to attack.

Didn't you say you were going to wipe out that fortress with a nuclear bomb?

Why let his people fill in that front that is impossible to fill.

He didn't mind the sacrifices of the people of the Falcon Kingdom to expand the royal family's territory, but these casualties could have been avoided!

Or even completely superfluous!

Looking at the oncoming Legion officer, he restrained his anger and stepped forward, and asked in a low voice.

"What about nuclear bombs? What about your nuclear bombs? ”

Looking at William, whose chest was heaving violently, the officer just made a shushing gesture and tapped his index finger on his mouth, signaling him to shut his mouth.

Seeing the gesture to shut up, Prince William knew that now was not the time to get angry, took a deep breath, controlled his emotions, and said in a soothing tone.

"We need that, I'm ready for it...... I don't know what you're waiting for! ”

"If you're worried about stirring up the hatred of the inhabitants of Luoxia Province, I can bear their wrath for you and help you suppress those bugs—"

The officer raised his right hand, interrupted his chatter, and looked at him earnestly.

"Mr. William, we are now facing an opponent who has far exceeded our expectations. They adapt their tactics to our tactics, and of course we do. The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, why do you think that planning can always keep up with changes? ”

Prince William was stunned for a moment and narrowed his eyes.

"What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting."

The officer, not wanting to explain anything to the titular marshal, passed by him and walked to the tent not far away.

But when he reached the door of the tent, the officer stopped and tilted his face slightly.

"Never try to speculate on Lord Griffin's thoughts, he has his own plans."

"Do what you have to do, and we will naturally lead you to win this war."

Throwing these two sentences, he lifted the curtain of the tent and walked in, came to a radio station, put the headset hanging on the radio on his head, and reported the situation at the front.

"The 1st Flying Squadron was intercepted by the enemy air force, and we lost 21 aircraft ......"

"The resistance of the defenders of the capital of plenty exceeded expectations, the lost armored units of Camp 530 appeared on the north side of the attack, and the 20,000 men in charge of the attack suffered heavy casualties, and the offensive was forced to end early today......"

Although the reports were all bad, there was calm on the other side of the radio.

As if there was no surprise to this.

After a pause, the officer continued in a respectful tone with respect and adoration on his face.

"Besides, the big fish has bitten the hook, and they really can't hold it back, everything is as you expected......"

……

On the other side, a ruined city of plenty, a majestic embankment opened a door to let in the tank unit that had previously supported them.

The soldiers on both sides of the road looked nervously at these models of tanks belonging to the legion, and their eyes were full of vigilance.

Even though the tanks flew the flag of the Honey Badger Kingdom, the fear engraved in their memories still made them instinctively wary.

What's more-

Not everyone likes these "honey badger people" who cause them trouble.

Prince Winter stood in the middle of the road, personally leading a group of guards and officers to greet the friendly force, which had appeared at the critical moment.

The hatch on the top of the turret of the tank at the head of the tank opened, and a man with a thick beard stood up from inside, raising his hand to signal the troops behind him to stop.

Looking at Yard who got off the tank, Prince Winter's silent face couldn't help but float a little moved.

"You're here?"

"Yes, I'm here."

Walking up to Prince Winter, Yard reached out and shook his hand with him, glancing at the officers behind him.

A few people looked away, and a few looked at him with blank expressions...... Thankful faces are only half at most.

This is normal.

Even now, there are still many people in the court of the Lion Kingdom who believe that as long as they hand over the royal members of the Honey Badger Kingdom, the Falcon Kingdom will return the territories they have occupied.

And even if they don't have such naïve fantasies, there are many people who believe that they brought the disaster of war. If they are not taken in, the Falcon Kingdom will calmly sit down and negotiate with them after occupying Oasis 3 instead of continuing east.

Yade was well aware of the battle of Camp 530, and the reason why there was a problem with the information he got was that there must have been these people secretly causing trouble, and if it wasn't for the early arrival of his allies, he would have died in that sand dune.

Although he wanted to find this person out and beat him, he knew that now was not the time to pursue this matter.

It's all about the big picture.

Without a trace, Yard looked away from Prince Winter in front of him.

"What's going on with those planes?"

"It's an aircraft of the Alliance."

"Do they have an airport here?" The expression on Yard's face was half puzzled, it was obvious that he dared to come here not because of the Alliance's instructions, but out of his own judgment of the battlefield.

Prince Winter shook his head.

"I don't know, those planes appeared out of nowhere. Thanks to them, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to hold out to your arrival......"

When he said this, the expression on his face was full of complexity.

When the Honey Badger royal family was first exiled here, he was strongly opposed to the royal family taking in these people, but he did not expect that one day he would be saved by these people.

The Adam's apple moved, and Prince Winter continued.

“…… Thank you for reaching out. Although I do not represent my kingdom, from this day forward, everyone standing here owes you a favor. ”

Yard grinned and patted the old man's arm.

"Needless to say, we are allies on the same front......

Although he was ready not to pursue it for the time being, he still couldn't help but bite the words "on the same front" very hard, and the vague hint was self-evident.

Several officers looked away with embarrassed expressions on their faces, and subtly looked away.

They knew in their hearts that what they had done before was really not authentic.

Whether it's getting the information wrong, or withdrawing the guerrillas to the north, and kicking the ball covering friendly forces to the Honey Badger's Restoration.

As for Prince Winter, his wrinkled old face did not change in the slightest, but he smiled faintly.

"You're right, we're allies on the same front, but I'll still remember this favor."

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something, took a letter from his bosom, and handed it to Yard.

“…… By the way, here's a letter from your siblings to you. They were now in the Alliance's Dawning City, and our mission happened to be there, so we brought the letter to them. ”

Hearing the whereabouts of his brother and sister, a hint of surprise appeared in Yard's eyes, and he grinned the corners of his mouth and immediately opened the letter handed by Prince Winter.

There were two letters in the envelope.

One was from his younger brother, the acting king, and the other from his sister, Princess Avne.

The good things were to be left for later, so he opened his brother's letter first.

Skipping the opening scene, he looked straight into the middle of the letter.

【…… If you're okay, don't worry about our safety, the administrator of the Alliance is an enlightened leader who respects our beliefs and choices despite our different paths. 】

[After the end of the war, the inhabitants of the Honey Badger Kingdom are free to choose how they want to live in the future, as long as we promise to treat the children and grandchildren of the remnants well and always stand by the side of the masses. I didn't quite understand everything he said, but I think I got what I wanted, and the price wasn't hard to take. 】

We all agree that peaceful development is the way out to end chaos, and under one consensus, we will become partners. 】

Yard grinned.

The things written by this bastard are still so civil, just report safety, you have to go around so many circles, and important things are hidden in a lot of nonsense.

"Oh, I didn't admit that you were the king."

But the matter of the throne can also be discussed later.

What remains to be done now is to drive out the aggressors.

Drove out the invaders who occupied the Honey Badger Kingdom and drove away the invaders who invaded the province of Luoxia.

He opened his sister's letter.

Unlike his obnoxious brother, Avne's letter was much more comfortable to look at.

Not only is his handwriting beautiful, polite and decent, but he also did not suffer from the stinky problems of those civil officials and nobles, but just reported his peace in the tone of his family, and then chatted with him about the current situation.

This includes life in Dawning City, including her recent work sorting out books, and her new friend, a little girl named Frost Snow.

Yard grinned, his calloused index finger rubbing against his thick beard.

At first, I heard that the guy Somer said that he wanted to marry their lovely sister to a heretic, and that he would marry far away from Luoxia Province, but he, as the eldest brother, was strongly opposed.

Beyond the oasis is a barren land, let alone a barbarian land far from the protection of the spirit of the sand sea?

I heard that the people there were hungry and clothed, and in order to survive and even cannibalism, some of the marauders even believed in barbarian beliefs, throwing their captives into pots and cooking, which was even more barbaric than wild beasts.

Although the merchants from the east portrayed the city of Dawn as a clear stream in the darkness, it was ultimately located on the soil of the barbarians.

Even if there is a difference, how big can the difference be?

Yard didn't believe the fairy-tale picture book at all, but he reluctantly agreed to Somer's idea when he heard that the Alliance had defeated the Bone Chewing Tribe, who were also supported by the Legion.

And this also filled his heart with guilt.

After all, in his opinion, this is undoubtedly taking his sister as a victim.

The victory in exchange for his family, even if he wins, makes him feel dishonorable.

However, seeing his sister so happy, the uneasiness in his heart was also eased a little.

At least judging from the contents of the letter, life there is not as bad as I imagined.

Able to run the territory in such an orderly manner, the son of the manager must at least be a person worthy of trust.

But as he read, the expression on Yard's face became subtle.

Like the one his brother wrote, the second half of the letter was all about the Alliance's administrators.

He admits that it was a figure worth mentioning, and that it was necessary for them to get to know the man who ruled half the province in the future.

But there's no need to keep talking about him, right?

Not to mention anything else, he hopes that she will mention her fiancé a few words, at least let him, the eldest brother, know if that guy is a good person.

However, the letter says nothing about this.

And from which line the tone of the letter begins, it becomes strange.

【…… The administrators of the alliance are well liked by the local population, and I can feel that the love is from the heart, not a blind obedience or submission to power. 】

[I could see in the eyes of the young man beside him who was the captain of the guard, and in the eyes of a girl who served in the guild, there was no hope mixed with anything...... It's enviable, isn't it? Although, by the way I'll admit, it makes me a little jealous. 】

Noticing that there was something wrong with the expression on Yard's face, Prince Winter was slightly stunned and asked with concern.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing."

Yard muttered with a complicated expression, and tucked the two letters into his pocket.

He felt the need to talk to his sister...... And that damn stupid little brother, Summer.

That guy is doing something extremely dangerous.

Of course, this will have to wait until the invaders have been driven out.

However, compared to emotions such as nervousness and jealousy, his chaotic brain was filled with more complex emotions that even he didn't understand.

And the culprit of all this is the last line before the letter is signed-

[I may be in love with him. 】

……

Above a cloudless blue sky.

The majestic Heart of Steel, with its wings wide open and closed, and the propellers that were connected in parallel to the wings.

Not far behind its buttocks, planes slowly caught up and landed on the hundreds of meters of steel deck.

The whole airship is like an aircraft carrier floating in the air.

Turning the Iron Heart into an aircraft carrier in the air is a mosquito's brain, but in the end, it is not Goblin Technology that completes the work, but the company's ideal group and the Alliance's No. 81 steel plant.

Although in the history of the earth, the airship aircraft carrier is a failed invention, and the Akron and the Macon are bloody and ironclad evidence, but in the "game" it is not necessarily the case.

Instead of helium or hydrogen providing buoyancy, the Iron Heart is powered by an anti-gravity system at the core of the frigate that fights gravity, so there is no need to worry about "a violent collision caused by turbulent air currents", "the wings cutting the airbags", etc.

And that's exactly what happened.

The Heart of Steel that flies in the sky is a steady batch.

Not only that, but the armor on the central axis of the airship is even more flat like flat ground, and since the keel of the airship is directly under the armor, there are no obstacles such as anti-aircraft guns, and there is no need to dismantle anti-aircraft guns in order to clear the runway.

Just don't hit the 400mm mortar on the head of the airship.

The runway is hundreds of meters long, enough for propeller aircraft to land, and the airship itself can also provide a certain muzzle velocity for carrier-based aircraft, so that the aircraft can take off with a shorter runway.

Although this is a certain test of the pilot's piloting skills and psychological quality, the alliance can still make up for it with only twenty or thirty "ace pilots."

Got out of the plane, and the brother with the pig's head supported the wing with his right hand, and said with emotion.

"Hey...... It's still cool to drive a big plane, and I haven't driven such a little guy for a long time. ”

It's a pity that in the end, the "little sparrow" ran away.

However, it doesn't matter if you win.

Brother Ice and Fire, who often partners with him as gunners, asked with a smile.

"How many were shot down?"

The unprofessional anti-steamed bun shook his big ears and smiled embarrassedly.

"Hehe, don't mention it, don't mention it......"

On the other side, next to a W-2 attack aircraft.

Feng Qing jumped down with a sigh of relief from the cabin.

Taking off her shrapnel-torn pilot's hat, she shook her hair vigorously.

There was a series of bullet holes printed in the cabin, and the air that leaked into it almost blew the left half of her face unconscious, and she hid from Abba for a while before recovering.

Also just got off the plane.

Curious, the ghost leaned over and looked around next to the hatch of her plane.

"What are you looking for?" Feng Qing looked at her curiously and blinked.

The ghost scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

"Where's the poem?"

As soon as he heard this, Feng Qing's face suddenly turned red like a lantern, and his toes clenched the soles of his shoes.

Grabbing the guy by the shoulder, she shoved her away from her car.

"Go away, go away, I don't know what you're talking about, I don't know who you're looking for."

"Huh?! Don't you remember, it's the one-"

"Ahhh You don't have to read it anymore! ”

The noise drifted from the deck to the ramp leading to the lower level, and the NPC flight crew, who were responsible for staging the planes into the hangar, looked at the pilots with admiration.

The energetic appearance was not at all like he had just come down from the battlefield of life and death, as if he had just gone to a banquet.

The courage and optimism of seeing death as if they were at home is enough to make the five bodies they admire fall to the ground.

The other side of the airship deck.

The spring commander walked over to the mosquito that had just gotten off the plane, glanced left and right, and asked.

"Where's the feather? Why didn't you see him with you? ”

"He," Mosquito grinned, "and the manager had arranged something else for him." ”

Hearing this, the expression of the spring commander couldn't help but be a little subtle.

“…… Looks like we'll be seeing him in a few days. ”

……

At the same time, the bridge under the airship.

Vanus, who was following Chu Guang, frowned and pondered for a long time, and suddenly spoke.

"I still don't get it."

Chu Guang said with a pleasant face.

"Don't understand what?"

Vanus asked, looking at him.

"Why did you send the airship to the front line when you knew it was a Griffin trap?"

Although the location of the nuclear bomb and the type of attack can be basically determined, Boulder City alone may not be able to defend against it.

Not to mention, they don't trust each other enough to share intelligence.

Chu Guang smiled faintly and said softly.

"There are only a thousand days to be a thief, and there is no thousand days to prevent thieves."

Vanus was stunned, he hadn't heard this saying.

"What do you mean?"

Chu Guangyan replied succinctly.

"Literally."

"Since this sword of Damocles could fall at any moment, it is better to let it fall today."

"You can think of it as a plan for what is planned, or as a fishing law enforcement."

The battle at the tactical level is a collision of iron and blood.

Strategically, it is more of a psychological game and intrigue that cannot see the smoke of gunpowder.

The initiative in this game is currently in Griffin's hands, but that doesn't mean that guy has won the game.

Whether he took advantage of the alliance's flaw to deploy the nuclear bomb to the airfield in the Lost Valley as planned.

Or will it be calculated to drop nuclear bombs directly on the capital of bounty in order to reduce the losses of allies.

The alliance is ready to deal with it.

The Death Corps has joined up with the Alliance Mission and is on its way to the Rift Valley, where the supply lines to the north of the Legion will soon be cut off, while the Alliance's supply lines are taking shape, and roads and railways are ready.

If Griffin had judged this, he would have quickened the pace of the war, otherwise his vassals would have lost the logistics of the battle, even if they won on the battlefield.

Therefore, he will definitely choose a more aggressive strategy, and he will definitely bring forward the time of the decisive battle.

The Skeleton Corps had already set off from the Alliance's western borders, and 35 of the latest tanks and 60 light and heavy trucks were heading to Lost Valley, east of Oasis 4, to take the airfield there.

And the Storm Corps, which followed Chu Guang to the aid of his allies, was already ready to go in the airship.

Although the size of the Marine Corps carried by the airship is only a thousand-strong team, they are all elite.

The level and individual combat power of these players may not be the top existence in the alliance, but the abilities of the Storm Corps are definitely the most balanced.

In terms of organization and combat style, they are the closest corps to the regular army.

If the Burning Corps is the spear of the Alliance!

Then they are the shields of the Alliance!

Looking at the handsome face on the floor-to-ceiling window, Chu Guang took a deep breath and muttered to himself in a very soft voice.

“…… Come on. ”

He has completed all the deployments.

Now—

It's your turn.

I want to do more every day, but my hand speed is too slow, so I really haven't finished writing, so I'll continue tomorrow......

(End of chapter)