Philip, the direct commander of the First Legion, the supreme commander of the Imperial Army, had personally experienced a series of large-scale battles such as the War of the Southern Border, the Crystal Cluster War, and the Battle of Orion. He was regarded as the youngest outstanding general in the north of the continent in the past hundred years. Once a nobody in the remote countryside, Philip had now become one of the most popular figures in the Empire.
But he was still active in the 'frontline' of the Empire, whether it was the assembled noble legions, the twisted and berserk monsters, the mad gods, or the corrupted wasteland.
Compared with a few years ago, Philip, who was now over 30 years old, was much calmer and more introverted. The growth of experience and the contact with all kinds of people after his promotion made him no longer as simple-minded as he was when he first walked out of Cecil's territory. He was no longer the hot-blooded and rigid Knight's dogma. But when he saw the 'propulsion corps', which was far away from the comfortable and comfortable 'civilized territory' and was diligently building on the edge of the wasteland, he still showed his usual sincere smile and was not stingy with his praise. "Mr. Gordon, you have done a great job. The Empire and the people will not forget this merit."
"You flatter me, General." Gordon, the great architect, had a smile on his face. The wind from the wasteland filtered through the barrier of the fortress and blew his unkempt hair. "And our work is not completely done yet. Building the propulsion base to the foot of the Great Wall and establishing a foothold here is just the first step. Our next step is to really cross the barrier and take root in the wasteland. That is the real challenge."
Philip nodded gently and then looked in the direction of the base. "Let's talk as we walk."
They walked to the exit of the armed platform, leaving the magnificent armored train, the 'Winter General' behind them to continue to be repaired by the technical sergeants. When they were about to walk down the stairs, Gordon could not help but look back at the huge armored train. He could not hide the admiration in his eyes. "What a beautiful big guy … This is the first time I have seen an armored train so close."
"This is specially prepared for this counterattack on the wasteland." The silver-haired young man behind Philip nodded. "And this is just the first train. After the second railway is opened, there will be a second heavy armored train and three light armored trains, 'Iron Scepter'. These big guys can carry and fight, and they are important for our advancement in the wasteland."
"Yes, we have received the corresponding construction task here. Bruce and I are personally supervising these things." Gordon nodded and said as he walked towards the main road leading into the base. "So far, everything is going well."
"Looks like we are doing well here." Philip nodded with satisfaction. He then paused and said, "Typhon's advance base has also been built at the foot of the Magnificent Wall. Have you heard anything about them recently?"
"Yes, General," Gordon said immediately. "According to our joint operation agreement, Typhon's people had sent a messenger here on the day they pushed into the Magnificent Wall. It was the messenger sent by the 'Wolf General'. Now we are setting up a relay station on the hill on the east side, hoping to activate the long-distance communication between the two fortresses as soon as possible. "
"Andesha Wendell …" When he heard the name 'Wolf General', Philip showed a thoughtful and emotional expression. "I heard that Typhon's border defense arrangement is being adjusted to cooperate with this counterattack on the wasteland, but I did not expect her to come here personally. Now we are allies who help each other. Things are unpredictable."
"… Are you worried that the past hostility between the two countries will affect the cooperation between the 'Wolf General' and us?" Gordon asked curiously. "I heard that she lost an eye in the previous war."
"No, I am not worried about that. Although she was once our strong enemy, she will also become our reliable ally when the interests of the country require it." Philip shook his head. He knew some of the inside story and had personally met the 'Wolf Cub', so he could make a more accurate judgment. "She is a respectable soldier."
There was one more thing he did not say out loud: Andesha and Cecil (or should I say, the old Ansu) did not have to worry about the 'enmity' between them. The old misunderstandings had long been resolved, and her father was still in the Sorin Plains, working until the appointed time to get off work and fighting for food with his colleagues in the cafeteria …
Hao Ren shook his head and threw the irrelevant thoughts out of his mind. He then asked with a slightly serious expression, "You mentioned the relay station just now. What is the design of the communication system between us and the other camps? Not only between us and the Typhon's camp, but also between us and the surrounding satellite points and distant outposts. "
Gordon thought for a moment and answered seriously, "We will still follow the previous mature plan. When the distance is closer, we will directly use the wireless communication between the magic network terminals. When the distance is longer, we will use the information chain of the Great Wall to transmit the signal. The specific method is to build a relay station, use the relay station to send the signal to the sentry tower, and then use the communication channel between the sentry towers to transmit the signal to another relay station. This way, we can save nearly half the cost. The technology of the Silver Elves is mature and reliable, and the radiation power of the ancient towers is enough for us to directly call the Typhon's propulsion base. "
Philip listened attentively, but his expression slowly became more and more solemn. This caused Gordon to feel a little nervous.
"General, is there anything wrong with this?" The great architect saw the change in Philip's expression and finally could not help but ask.
"I believe in the judgment of you and the communication experts in terms of technology. But as a soldier, I always have some extra worries," Philip said slowly as he pondered. "I have seen the Crystal Cluster Army on the Plains of the Holy Spirit, and I have seen the out of control army and hijacked communication at the front line of Winter Fort. Experience tells me that many things in this world are not so reliable, especially ancient and mysterious things like the Great Wall. Not to mention that it is still not completely under our control."
Gordon's expression gradually turned solemn. "You mean …"
"The Great Wall had a problem before. At that time, a lot of aberrations leaked in. You have also experienced that period, so you should remember it very clearly. Later, we joined forces with many countries to repair it, but to be honest, that only patched the holes and reinforced the wall. The 'cause' of the problem was not really completely solved. You know this. "Philip looked into Gordon's eyes." Great Architect, have you ever thought about what to do if the wall has a problem again? "
Gordon's heart skipped a beat.
"In addition to the communication channel based on the Great Wall, we also need to build a backup channel … at least a backup channel," the great architect, who had personally experienced the repair of the Great Wall, said as he pondered. "This requires more relay stations and mobile communication stations, especially between us and the Typhon base … We may also need one or two additional military stations to ensure the safety of the channel …"
"Don't worry about the cost," Philip said in a deep voice. "His Majesty has given us enough authority to do this."
Gordon lowered his head. "Yes, General."
Philip nodded and then turned to look at the silver-haired youth behind him. "Fendill, you are the commander of the communication team. From today onwards, you will take your soldiers and follow the communication experts here to familiarize themselves with the system as soon as possible, including the relay stations in the wild. Doing this in the wasteland environment is different from doing it in the Imperial College. I hope you can understand this as soon as possible. "
The young heir of the Northern Region immediately puffed out his chest and shouted meticulously, "Yes, General Philip!"
… …
Andesha Wendill retracted her gaze from the ancient tower in the distance.
The magnificent energy barrier of the Great Wall was like a shimmering waterfall, towering in the southwest of the propulsion base. No matter which direction the base looked at it from, the awe it brought would not diminish even a little.
Sometimes, it was hard to imagine that the Silver Empire of seven hundred years ago could build such a magnificent miracle. At the same time, this magnificent miracle was a reminder to everyone who witnessed it, a reminder of how dangerous the wasteland inside the barrier was.
Andesha exhaled softly and retracted her sighs about the ancient history. She left the window of the command room and returned to her tactical desk. Her gaze swept across the maps and documents that were waiting for confirmation.
Even though the propulsion base built by thousands of engineering mages had gained a firm foothold in the wasteland, it was only the beginning of the grand counterattack led by Typhon, Cecil, and the Silver Empire. There would be more troops gathered in these bases, and more resources would be transported from the Empire to the frontlines. The engineering team would cross the energy barrier, and after seven hundred years, the light of civilization would be reignited in the wasteland. Andesha still had a lot of work to do in order to achieve these inspiring goals.
Andesha sat down on her chair. At this moment, a series of rhythmic knocks came from the door. After receiving permission, the door was opened, and a short female adjutant walked in.
Her skin was slightly dark, with the characteristics of a minority in the southern part of the Empire. Her silver-white hair was draped over her shoulders, and her eyes were calm and reserved. Her pupils were slightly pale gold, indicating that she was a mixed-blood descendant of a Night Elf ancestor.
This was Andesha's new adjutant, a subordinate that she had personally handpicked after returning to the military and political system. After the Battle of the Orcs that changed everyone's fate, countless old faces disappeared, and countless new faces appeared. This mixed-blood from the southern part of the Empire was one of these new faces.
"Coreya," the young Wolf General looked at his new adjutant and nodded slightly. "It seems like the messengers sent to Cecil's base have returned."
"Yes, I've just finished handing it over to them." The silver-haired girl named Ke Leiya nodded and said in a low voice. She took a step forward and placed a pale yellow flower frozen in ice on Andesha's table. "This is for you."
"… A flower? Where did you get it from? " Andesha looked at the flower in surprise. It was still in its freshly plucked state, and its beautiful appearance was out of place in the wasteland outside the base. She quickly frowned. "Could it be that some short-sighted resource officer brought it from the rear? If so, then we can capture that person. We have only established ourselves here for two days! "
"Of course not," Coreya shook her head. "This is from the messengers that returned. They plucked it from the vicinity of Cecil's base."
Andesha was even more surprised when she heard this. "Near the Cecil's base? Their base … isn't it also in the wasteland's radiation zone? Why would there be … "
"The messengers were also surprised. They said that there was a piece of land at the edge of Cecil's base that was filled with lush plants. It was like a miracle. The Cecil's people explained that it was due to the underground biomass pipes and nutrient grid, but we did not know the details."
"… Is it Cecil's' mysterious technology 'again … Alright, I should be used to it. After all, they even have a giant tree that can cover the entire city." Andesha rubbed her forehead, but her gaze once again fell on the flower in the ice. A smile appeared on her face. "Then leave it here. It's very beautiful. Thank the messengers for me. "
The adjutant nodded and received the order. Andesha pondered for a short while before asking casually, "Is there any news from Winterwolf Fort?"
"Lord Ferdinand sent news that Winterwolf Fort is fine. You don't have to worry about it."
"Is everything fine on Grandfather's side …" Andesha muttered softly, but she could not help but sigh in her heart.
Her elderly grandfather had returned to the border fortress that he had guarded for half his life. The Border Knight Regiment that was temporarily reorganized from a few crippled armies had successfully taken over the defense of Winterwolf Fort under her grandfather's leadership. Andesha led the complete Winterwolf Army to the frontlines facing the wastelands, and prepared a plan to counterattack the wastelands together with the Cecil's people and the Silver Elves.
Behind the seemingly smooth and reasonable deployment was the fact that the Empire's vitality had been greatly damaged after the war. Although everything was turning for the better now, and the economy and the people's lives were rapidly recovering and even growing with the launch of the trans-continental sea route, there were some things that could not be 'accelerated'. Experienced and capable generals could not grow out of the ground overnight.
The old men who had retired to the front lines were also pulled out from their homes to command the border armies …
Andesha suddenly shook her head hard, throwing the slightly negative thoughts in her mind to the side.
The situation would eventually get better, and temporary difficulties should not affect her condition here.
… …
When the generals at the foot of the Great Wall were actively preparing for the counterattack on the wastelands, Gwen and Amber had finally left the continent of Tarlonde under the cover of the polar night and returned to Loren after a long time.
They did not return to Cecil City, but went directly to the Contract Castle where the 'Gate' project was located.
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation The castle, named 'Contract', stood tall in the center of the plain. The wasteland around the castle had undergone tremendous changes due to the efforts of a large number of engineering teams. Three energy towers stood in a triangular formation around the castle. The blue flames that soared into the sky could almost scorch the clouds in the sky. Looking down from above, one could see a series of neatly planned roads, pipelines, and power rails between the facilities. The entire area was like a large, complex and mysterious engineering component embedded in the earth. Even the dragons from Tarlund could not help but sigh when they saw this scene.
"You guys really did something …" Melita Pernia couldn't help but sigh when she emerged from the clouds and saw the scenery of the Castle of Contract.
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