At the end of May, a large army led by the famous general "Bazel" arrived in Yindian Province. Its continuous flags and camps were spread all over the river bank, facing the fortress built along the mountains in the south.

Because of the previous victory, the "Fairy Wood" organization occupied the favorable terrain here and was able to rely on the terrain and fortress to resist the enemy.

"It's very strong, and it's also a bit of a pattern."

Bazer used a telescope to observe the tall towers between the opposite mountain peaks, and it took him a long time to put down his hand.

He turned around and returned to the huge tent, and many high-level officers were waiting here.

There is a detailed and huge map in the middle of the tent, including many newly written signs and notes. It seems that the arrangement of the "Fairy Wood" organization has long been mastered by them, and this is naturally attributed to the witches who served in the army.

"The attack will be launched tomorrow during the day. There is no need to worry about the enemy attacking tonight, so everyone should try to arrange for the soldiers to have enough rest."

"Yes, sir." The officers nodded.

Afterwards, Bazer assigned tasks and plans for each unit, and the combat meeting ended in an orderly manner.

There were no special speeches or worries. For this general, war was as common as drinking water, and his subordinates had long been used to this style.

After the officers left, Bazer sat on a large throne, closing his eyes to rest. When it was evening, a witch was asking for a meeting outside, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

"Master Bazel." The witch saluted respectfully first and then raised her head.

"What's the matter?"

"At present, the investigation of the enemy's defense has been completed, and a small part of the missing previously has been completely supplemented."

After reporting on the tasks assigned by the general before, the witch paused for a while, and then she looked at Bazel and said a rather obscure word.

"The stars began to turn, and all the trajectories seen were no longer predictable."

"I told you before that you have a critical fate, but what's ridiculous is that we can no longer see the trajectory ahead, as if we are in a fog."

"Oh, is that?" Bazel opened his heavy eyelids and looked at the witch below.

"I have never cared about fate, it is just an excuse and reason that the timids have found for themselves."

"If a person is really willing to move forward, even if he is undestined to protect him, he will move forward until he succeeds or dies on the road."

"Thinking and predictions too carefully will only waste your life."

Compared to his usual taciturn words, this general has a rare sentence. This may also be his childhood experience, and it has also made him think about this issue many times.

"I have seen too many people, always regretting the past and worrying about the future, like insects, wandering around in place, and claiming to be smart people. In fact, this is just another kind of stupidity."

"Since you said you can't see the trajectory of your destiny clearly, then serve the army well. Maybe after victory, I can also give you some rewards to make your trip worthwhile."

"With wealth, you can do a lot of things, support your family, indulge in pleasure, realize your wishes, and gain a good reputation. So, why do you have to go far and pursue any ridiculous fate? The key to changing everything is so simple and direct."

"You witches are so smart and extraordinary, aren't you serving those great men?"

"Get out."

"Yes." He lowered his head and said back, and the witch slowly walked out of the tent.

She breathed a deep breath and looked at the mountains and the fortresses surrounded by clouds in the distance, feeling something.

She didn't care about the general's words, because they were people from two worlds. As witches, they pursued destiny, knowledge, mystery, and unknown. Such wishes and goals are rarely understood by others. She has long been used to such misunderstandings.

However, the changes now did make her feel a little frightened. It was not just the uneasy of this war, but the uneasy of the entire empire and even the world.

Since the extremely ancient times, these witches, as followers of witches, began to observe astrological signs, record time, inherit secret knowledge, and secretly assist and guide those strong people.

They can't understand the changes in fate, and many heroic epics have revealed a lot before the beginning.

Although we cannot exhaust the whole picture, we can always detect some clues.

For example, the two red and white princes in those days, the battle between Rucui and Oz, and the later joint confrontation between the seven countries of Xuehua, etc.

But now, they can no longer observe the future direction. This is not just their group, but even the sisters in their hometown in the north.

Everything is like falling into the mist, and you can't see the future path clearly.

This is a rare era of turmoil, and perhaps there are many disturbance factors that have risen one after another, making the future confusing.

In the past, I could still know which one was the key person who influenced my destiny, which one might bring huge changes, and which time will change, but now it is not possible.

If this continues, I am afraid that the profession of witch will eventually disappear, and in the end it will not become like those ordinary mages, but just a little bit of extraordinary skills.

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In the Third Age, in 1706, the Canghong Empire, the southern Yinzhan Province, and the fog and rain were bound.

The fierce battle started in early summer. The general of the "Golden Berry Bear" led the "Golden Berry Bear" legion, "Bazel", used sufficient and fierce artillery fire to break through the defense line and directly blow the canyon passage through, allowing the front army to penetrate the defense line and camp in the rear of the enemy.

In this way, the fortresses on the Dragon Ridge Mountains were crossed in front and back, and bombarded with cannons, explosives, and other magical spells to cut off the transportation line that the "Fairy Wood" organization supports to the fortress on the mountain.

Faced with such an attack, the "Fairy Wood" organized several charges to cut off the enemy's joint camp at the foot of the mountain, but the results were not good and they never succeeded.

The steep slope did hinder the enemy, but it also left our side's attack without any retreat, which was extremely dangerous.

After such a stalemate for several days, one day and night, a fire fell from the sky and smashed into the imperial camp at the foot of the mountain. Then the soldiers of the fortress on the mountain charged down the mountain again and organized reinforcements from the south to attack with the Fairy Wood.

As the night fire was burning, guns and explosions continued, and the two sides fought in the dark late night, and were incredibly chaotic for a moment.

By dawn, the battle finally ended, the Imperial Legion's camp behind the mountain was destroyed, and a small number of people retreated to the northern line of the mountain. After many sacrifices, the two sides returned to the stage of confrontation.

In mid-June, the imperial garrisons of the southern provinces also began to take action, divided into three groups to organize the rear attacks in the "Fairy Wood". For this reason, the daughter of the Red Dragon, Xialan Root, led the remaining Knights to block and resist with difficulty.

In early July, the original underground organization of the southern border, "Transparent Stone", finally announced its joining after negotiations with "Fairy Wood".

These secret mages will help organize the repelling of the empire's army, but as a request, they hope to rebuild the Star Gallery Capital Odimites, the Star Gallery Academy in the past in Oz.

In late July, an airship slowly sailed through the provinces where war was spreading and came to the front line of the battle.

The hatch door opened and a group of special passengers walked down the steps.

"Wow, it's finally here. I didn't expect that after walking for so long this time, I was still delaying the border for a while." Lan Li'er stretched, then jumped out of the airship, followed by Ling Xin, who was still calm.

Is this the front line?

Wei Miya also walked off the airship, slightly blocking the too bright sunlight with her hands, looking at the beacon towers and fortresses on the mountaintops in the distance. The air was filled with a dry and dusty atmosphere, and the fragrance of gunpowders mixed with a little smoke.

After the notice, a group of soldiers wearing Bilin armor led the way for the three of them and advanced towards the mountains in the distance.

At the foot of the southern side of the mountain, camps are connected into a group. They are like huge circles covering the open fields, with fences and horses standing in a row, looking like hedgehogs, walking among them, you can see the buzzing voices and soldiers in full dress.

Faced with the continuous increase in the imperial army, the "Fairy Wood" organization is also stepping up support. Now nearly 200,000 troops are gathered here. They take turns to attack and replace the injured soldiers on the mountain from time to time.

Many new recruits also adapt to the cruel battle as soon as possible in a short period of time.

After the three of them walked through this long camp curiously, they finally arrived at a temporary cave at the foot of the mountain.

It is called a cave, but the entrance is extremely tall, like a palace leading to a mountain.

This is a newly built place to protect important people and objects from possible bombing from enemies.

After entering here, Lan Lier and Wei Miya could see layers of tight defenses. They passed the level step by step after complicated procedures.

Finally, when we reached the depths of this underground facility, the surroundings became a little quieter, and doors were distributed on both sides of the giant tunnel, with sounds coming from time to time, and occasionally explosions could be heard.

"After 14 tests and testing, this type of continuous-fired rifle has barely reached the stage of production and assembly. We have to prepare the design and manufacturing flow charts within three days and then send them to the workshop behind for rapid production."

A door suddenly opened, and several mages in dark blue robes walked out one after another. The leader was still talking about various matters, while someone kept recording behind him.

"Okay, let's get a conclusion for this project. Fianu, and you will be responsible for following up the follow-up questions. If there are any problems that cannot be solved, please ask me."

"Yes, mentor." One of the younger wizards pushed down his glasses and nodded.

"Well, let's see how the 'Erlong' was built. Although this time with the strong support of the organization, the materials are still scarce. Don't miss any leaks, and waste hard-won opportunities."

As he said that, the master of the magic sequence led a group of people to walk past the three of them, and then entered another door.

During the small meeting when the door was opened, several people also vaguely saw the huge structure being built. Its shape was like a giant, but the details were like a giant dragon, giving people a cold and powerful visual impact.

Is that some kind of magical colossus, or something else?

Just when Lan Li'er was itchy and curious, the three of them finally arrived in front of a quiet door.

Dongdong--

After a brief knock on the door, a petite maid opened the door and looked at the few people, checked the documents, and then nodded and let the three of them come in.

"You guys sit down and I'll call Lord Jialan over."

Shortly after the few people sat down, a girl with green ponytails came out from the other side of the room. Looking at the hair that was soft and drooping around her waist and slightly unfamiliar face, Lan Lier felt familiar but a little strange.

"Sorry, I forgot to change it back." The girl blinked, then turned into the silver hair of the past, and then the details of her face changed from hazy to another kind of clarity.

"Huh, it turns out it's Lacey, which scared me." Lan Li'er patted her chest and then relaxed.

"I didn't expect that Lacey was such a high official, and she felt so powerful? (????????)? I met so many troops and soldiers along the way." After seeing the acquaintance, Lan Li'er became active again, and Ling Xin also looked at Lolan Hill with a smile.

"Uh, I'm not a high-ranking official," Lolan Hill pulled his hair a little embarrassedly, and then sat beside the two of them.

"But now that I'm short of people, I have to do something. By the way, I haven't prepared some drinks for you yet. Please come here for so long."

"The tea has been brewed." The little maid Iyana took the opportunity to push the door and put the tea down.

"Thank you Iyana~"

The little maid nodded. Although she didn't say much, she couldn't hide the joy of being praised. Then she walked out lightly and closed the door thoughtfully.

"Weimia, come and have some water. I don't know if you are a little uncomfortable with letting you escape from the sea." Lorran Hill looked at the blue-haired girl in front of her.
To be continued...