The cold wind became colder and the rolled flags were slapped on the metal flagpole, causing a gust of wind and thunder. The soldiers in the fortress were quickly mobilized under the order of emergency assembly and came to battle positions such as the city wall, mail tower, and bunker. A knight wearing a short blue cloak held a long spear hanging with a narrow-edged swallowtail flag and ran across the entire city wall with a command shouting commands. Under the increasingly drizzling sky, the runes between the knight's armor shone through the city wall.

Maryland retracted his gaze towards the walls and turned to his adjutant who had been following him for many years: "Pen, how long will the Tifen people arrive at the Paramel Heights?"

"Within two hours," the adjutant replied immediately, "if the rain had not started before this."

"Two hours..." Maryland frowned, "Have the scouts seen the specific banner and scale of the Knights?"

"Because the clouds interfere with the enemy's griffon knights, their vision is very poor, and they cannot tell how many people the other party is, but it can be confirmed that it is not the Iron River Knights or the Black Steel Knights."

"Isn't the Iron River Knights and the Black Steel Knights?" Maryland was stunned for a moment, and a look of thought suddenly appeared on her face.

The adjutant showed a little puzzled expression: "Yes, General, what did you think of?"

"...The opposite side was still with a last bit of caution, and the regular troops of the Winter Wolf Legion were sent out... Maybe this would become our opportunity instead." Maryland glanced at the sky outside, with a serious expression and a quick mind.

"They should want to first use the conventional knights to investigate the position situation. The Iron River Knights or the Black Steel Knights are on standby in the plains... The two knights have legion-level charge and combat skills. Once they accumulate enough power on the plains, they can destroy city-level shields in a short period of time... The large shield of Changfeng Fortress may be able to block them, but it should be difficult.

"If the enemy's commander judges that there are not enough soldiers on our defense line, we should be able to quickly determine that the Changfeng Fortress does not have enough defenders. At that time, the Iron River Knights will launch a charge, and even if they cannot destroy the large shield of the Changfeng Fortress at one time, it will be enough to severely damage us. More importantly, they will enter the close range of the Changfeng Fortress after this, and the Iron Throne cannot provide shelling support.

"This is very cautious, there is no problem with the tactics, but it will create a fatal time difference...

"Iron Throne - Where is Zero now?!"

The adjutant thought for a moment: "I was entering the Karon Valley during the last communication."

"Can their speed be faster?"

The adjutant frowned: "This may put a lot of burden on the power ridge... and some degree of adjustment and repair should be required later."

"It's okay, for some time after that it can stop peacefully in the Paramel Heights, without causing a raging god to cross the plain like last time, the magicians have time to repair it slowly," Maryland said quickly, "Send a letter to General Philip, asking him to speed up a little more... As long as the Iron Throne can arrive in time, the Tifeng people will not be afraid."

"Yes, General!" the adjutant took the order loudly.

Maryland took a deep breath, and the cold wind that was about to come in the autumn storm passed through the window and into the room. In this wind containing the humid and earthy atmosphere, he whispered to himself: "It's raining..."

The rain seemed to be about to fall, but it seemed to be still entangled by clouds. The dark armored vehicle on the Iron Throne split the wet air and crossed the boundary line of the last province of the East in the wind. The trees and stones on both sides of the track were quickly retreating outside the windows, and the arrival of the cold wind was accompanied by emergency communication from the Changfeng Fortress.

"The people of Tifeng have begun to march, and the situation in Changfeng Fortress is critical."

Philip made great strides to the center console of the Iron Throne and asked the technical sergeant who was operating the main power ridge: "Can the speed be improved?"

"It's fastest, General," replied the technical sergeant loudly, "the power ridge is full, and all repulsive units are activated."

"We need to be faster," Philip said in a deep voice. "I authorize you to overload the main power ridge and transfer all the energy of the shield to the propulsion unit."

A turning point was approaching, and Philip vaguely noticed its appearance.

This turning point is which one of the legion-level charges of the Tifeng people or the shelling of the Iron Throne can arrive at the front line first.

In this era, in the conventional fortress offensive and defensive war, war was long and slow. A traditional army often needed years of siege to determine the survival of a fortress. This was normal in almost all aristocratic wars within the Old Ansu Kingdom. However, the veterans left behind fortresses in the East reminded that the extraordinary army of Tifeng had changed this rule of war.

The Tifeng people regarded the extraordinary as professional soldiers, and even started to cultivate children with basic talents from the age of six. These mass-produced extraordinary people have poor talent and may not even be apprentices in the eyes of traditional mages, but the Tifeng people gathered them together, allowing them to master one or two abilities for more than ten years, and finally trained a special Extraordinary Legion. The soldiers may only know one skill, only know knight charge or a lightning bolt, but they gathered thousands of times and gave birth to a terrible power called "legion-level spell".

After abandoning the unnecessary "pride" of the extraordinary and the old "orthodox school", these professional soldiers or combat mages born for war can exert their power on the battlefield no less than the Cecil Magic Corps. Once their large armies gather, once they accumulate strength, they can decide the victory or defeat of a fortress offensive and defensive battle in a short time.

This key reform of the Tifeng people has been implemented for more than ten years. Given the growth cycle of mass-producing extraordinary people, several ace knights and mage groups were not finally formed in recent years. During the first contact a few years ago, the East Realm Corps almost suffered a great loss. If the Tifeng people were not proficient in the mastery of legion-level spells, and the Duke of Silas Loren at that time, the Changfeng Fortress would have long been lost.

But at that time, the Ansu Kingdom was still sinking into the singing and dancing, and in the false and corruption of peace, they were behind the entire era. The crisis in the eastern border did not wake them up, and the sound of cannons in the southern border did not wake them up.

Now the Tifeng people have reassembled their extraordinary legion. The shortcomings and defects exposed in the battle back then should have been compensated. However, the former Ansu Kingdom has also been reborn as the imperial team, which may be immature, but as long as time goes by, Changfeng Fortress can withstand it.

If the Long Wind Fortress loses its combat power under the legion-level spell attack of the Tifeng people, then the Iron Throne will not be able to support it alone even if it arrives at the Paramel Heights. If the Iron Throne arrives at the shelling position first, then the Tifeng Extraordinary Legion, which is not yet prepared, will be severely damaged.

After the two countries had been entangled for so long, the turning point was compressed in the next few hours.

The technical sergeant reached out to a hidden mechanism under the console. After turning the key, a locked cover on the console bounced up.

A striking big red button appears in the groove under the cover plate, with only a few words on the button: the entire system is overloaded.

The big red button was shot hard. After an extremely short delay, the entire train shook instantly, all the mechanical devices roared lowly, and the buzzing sound of all the magic units became loud and loud.

The armor plates below the sides of the Iron Throne opened gaps under the push of mechanical structures, and dim red light appeared in the gaps. The heat generated by the overload of the power ridge twisted the air near the train. The reserve water used for emergency cooling was injected into the groove between the power ridge and the mechanical device. A large amount of hot air whistled out of the track. The huge body of the Iron Throne-Zero accelerated again in the steam, rushing towards the eastern border...

The wind became stronger, and the wet and cold air rolled up the swallowtail flag in the hands of the pilot knight. Even if the breeze shield or breath protection effect blocked the cold wind around, the sound of the wind that kept howling in his ears was still enough to make people feel irritable.

Andesa looked up at the sky, then looked at the Paramel Heights that were already in sight, and led the team forward silently.

A very slight sound came from the helmet, accompanied by some kind of "beat".

Andesa stretched out her hand and watched a drop of water bloom on the surface of her hand armor. Her face and eyes instantly became gloomy.

"It's raining, General."

The adjutant beside him whispered.

"I saw it..."

Andesa said dullly, more and more raindrops connected into rain lines, becoming denser in her sight.

The gods seemed to be on the side of the Cecils.

But Andesha just raised her sword expressionlessly and waved forward: "Continue to move forward!"

The rain will slow down the Knights' advance. Even if they are the elites of the Empire, even if the extraordinary people can ignore the influence of the weather to a large extent, this "slowness" exists, and the only difference lies in the degree.

The First Knights of the Winter Wolf Legion moved forward silently in the rain. All soldiers faithfully carried out the orders from the commander. The griffin knights hovering in the air lowered their heights and provided as effective vision and warning as possible for the ground troops. However, as the rain became heavier, the surrounding light became darker, and lightning began to brew in the thick clouds in the sky. The griffin knights' altitude dropped again and again, and in the end they had already circled almost not far above the knights' heads.

This trek lasted for a while, when Andesha had begun to suspect that the Cecilians did not exist at all, she suddenly heard a loud and penetrating cry in the air.

A flash of light was flashing on the high ground in the distance.

"defense!"

Andesha shouted loudly at the first time, and almost at the same time, all the knights drew their swords and stood in front of them. The magic power stormed, and light white halos spread out, and in an instant, a shield shrouded above the team was formed for a moment. After a moment of delay, some weapon that was difficult for the naked eye to capture fell on the layer of shield.

With a loud bang, the Cecilians' weapons created a powerful explosion. Some knights were slightly erected, but the solid shield remained unmoved.

Andesa held the sword tightly, and her protective aura was stimulating, ready to guide legion-level spells to deal with the enemy, but the continuous bombardment like the one mentioned in the intelligence did not come.

"Maintain a defensive posture and keep moving forward!"

The Knights held the sword in their hands and continued to advance silently under the command of the commander. After a moment, the attack accompanied by the blast and scream came again.

This time, Andesha and her soldiers were not shaken at all, and the young wolf general even felt a burst of joy.

She bet right!

The Knights' speed gradually began to accelerate, and after the third attack was launched, there was no movement in the Cecilians' positions.

Andesa took the lead and led the entire team to cross the last distance between the target positions at a trot speed. Accompanied by the neighing of the army horses, the leveled and reinforced land appeared in her vision.

The Cecils on the original position had all evacuated, leaving only an empty platform, a large pile of debris that could not be removed and strange-shaped things covered by tarpaulin.

"This position is fake!" the adjutant shouted loudly, "General, you have judged it right!"

The knights looked at each other, and then started to clamor. Some people began to shout Andesha's name with admiration and respect, and were ready to step forward to take the positions of the Cecils and those materials that had not had time to withdraw. The rumored heavy magic weapons could not be taken away. What they left here would be the precious source of information for the Tifeng Empire.

But Andesa suddenly raised her hand and shouted loudly to stop her subordinates' actions: "Don't get close!"

After drinking from his subordinates, the female knight turned over and dismounted, spun the sword in her hand, then suddenly raised the sword and swung forward.

A dazzling layer of glow floated on the surface of the long sword, and it turned into a powerful shock wave when it swept across a stack of debris in the distance.

The deafening explosion immediately burst out along the surrounding trenches and tarpaulin coverings centered on the debris.

Andesha didn't know how many tricks and models the Cecilian magic equipment had.

But being vigilant against magic traps on the battlefield is a quality that every soldier must possess.

The protective aura activated by Andesha and the adjutant blocked some of the scattered explosion fragments, and the nearby knights took a little back a little. Some people showed a look of shame on their faces. Andesha just glanced at them and shook her head: "Don't underestimate the enemy, even if you laugh at them every time you drink and brag."

After saying this, she shook her sword casually and nodded to the military mage beside her: "Send a signal to the Iron River Knights, this farce created by the Cecils is over."
Chapter completed!