The tactical map hung in front of Gwen, and the coordinates, names, rivers, and beaches were all accurately marked in the correct location.
Gorgon River, Maple City, Boulder City, the border of the war zone, the location of the main force of the Cecil Army, the direction of their advance … The advanced tactical concept and convenient information transmission method allowed this map to present an amount of information that would make the tacticians of this era speechless. It also allowed Gwen to calculate most of the variables of a rapid march in a short time.
With the speed of the Cecil Army's advance, even though it was already very, very fast, Gwen's main force would not be able to reach Boulder City in time. After all, the ground forces could not compete with Maggie's flying unit, and even if they could reach there in two days, the overly tired army would not be able to fight against the Crystal Cluster Army. After all, that was already the deepest part of the contaminated area, and the Crystal Cluster Giants there were all elites.
But he could directly attack Maple.
Maple was directly north of the army's main force, and there was only a relatively flat riverfront between the two. The situation along the way had been investigated by the reconnaissance team, and this route was also within the range of the artillery support of Cecil's inland river fleet. Even Maple City itself was relatively close to the Gorgon River. When the Pioneer arrived at the river west of Maple, nearly one-third of the entire city would be within the bombardment range of the ship's artillery.
Considering the unique organizational structure of the Crystal Cluster Giants, they would pay more attention to the 'command center' than the human army. Once Maple City was attacked, Gwen was 100% sure that all the Crystal Cluster Giants nearby would come back to help, including the ones attacking Boulder City.
This was Gwen's version of 'besieging Wei to save Zhao'.
Maggie quickly understood Gwen's idea and realized that this was probably the most likely plan at the moment.
"When our shells hit the walls of Maple, the Northern Army will be more than half safe. The Crystal Cluster Giants have a certain degree of telepathy, and they will immediately sense the danger in the base and come back to help." Gwen stood in front of the map and swept his finger between Maple and Boulder City. "After that, there will be two possibilities. If we can completely destroy Maple's command center before the reinforcements arrive, then the Crystal Cluster Army will immediately fall into weakness and lose control after losing their commander. They will return to the main camp according to their previous obsession, but their combat strength will be greatly reduced. We can set up our positions and simply eliminate those monsters that are no different from wild beasts.
"If the reinforcements arrive before we break through the defense of Maple, then we will switch to mobile warfare. The mobility and endurance of the mechanized troops are better than the Crystal Cluster Giants. We can take advantage of this and use the artillery support of the fleet to eliminate the monsters on the plains in front of Maple City."
Gwen briefly explained his strategy, and then Philip and the staff officers began to revise and supplement the strategy. Maggie was a little stunned as she looked at the orderly scene in the command center. She suddenly felt that Cecil's people seemed to be handling the war in a way that was like driving a machine. Every action was planned, and every change was pre-planned. Soldiers, weapons, supplies, and even the enemy's resistance were all turned into parts and filled into the huge war machine built by Cecil's people.
The inevitable unexpected and accidental factors in war, as well as the flexible combat ability that the army must have, relied on the intelligence of these officers with clear responsibilities to make up for it.
At this moment, Gwen's voice suddenly came from the side and interrupted Maggie's thoughts. "Also … I have an idea. Miss Maggie, you may be able to change our strategy a little. "
"Me?" Maggie was stunned, and then immediately nodded. "If there's anything I can do, I'll cooperate!"
"You're a Dragon. You must be better at flying than a Griffin or a Giant Eagle." Gwen's mind gradually became active. After noticing Maggie's identity as a dragon, some tactics that had long been brewing in his mind but could not be implemented at this stage naturally emerged. "How much weight can you carry when flying?"
"I …" Maggie suddenly hesitated, and there was a little embarrassment on her face. "Actually, I'm not very good at flying …"
Gawain frowned imperceptibly.
He thought of the pair of seemingly deformed wings that he saw before, and Maggie's overly thin body in the form of a black dragon.
It seemed that the physical problems of the Dragons living in the human world were more serious than he thought. The abnormal body shape and wings … were indeed some kind of serious deformity.
Maggie could not help but lower her head. "I'm sorry, I can't help in this situation …"
"No, it doesn't matter. This is just a backup plan," Gawain said as he continued to expand his thoughts inspired by Maggie. Gradually, a thoughtful expression appeared on his face. "And I have a backup plan of backup plans …"
As he spoke, he rubbed the Mithril Ring that he always carried with him.
Since he had already established a 'friendship' with the Giant Dragon, why not give it a try? Maybe now is the time …
The built-in magic structure in the ring was activated and gradually emitted a little heat. A moment later, Gwen heard Melita Pânia's voice in his ear. "Mithril Vault is always available to our important customers. Hello, Your Excellency."
"You should be nearby," Gwen was already familiar with the "official opening" of the other party. He said flatly, "Can you come over?"
The person on the other side of the ring seemed to be stunned for a moment. After a moment of hesitation, she said, "How do you know I'm nearby?"
Gwen said with a half-smile. "Is there anything more worthy of your 'observation' than this war?"
"… That's true." Melita seemed to smile slightly. "Then please wait a moment. I'll be there in a moment."
After the call ended, Gwen glanced at Maggie. He was suddenly a little curious. He wondered what would happen when the blue dragon from Mithril Vault saw the black dragon living in the human society.
… Would there be a melodramatic scene of two dragons fighting in the camp?
At the same time, in the warehouse deep in the camp, Melita Pânia, wearing a lavender gauze dress and a veil covering her face, stood up in the warehouse where she was' staying '. She casually tidied up the bedding and pots and pans around her, which were all' borrowed 'from the nearby warehouse. Then, with her head held high, she swaggered out of Cecil's rice warehouse.
She had been freeloading all the way from the Southern Territory to the Great Wood Passage. It turned out that as long as she was not seen by the weird half-elf, Miss Melita's dignity as the Dragon of Mysteries could be preserved. After such a long time, Cecil's quartermaster did not find anyone stealing from the army.
Gawain had thought that Melita was nearby and that it wouldn't take long for her to reach him. However, he didn't expect that she would only wait for less than ten minutes.
When Amber came in with a strange look on her face and reported that the Mithril Vault agent had arrived at the door of the barracks, Gwen even suspected that the blue dragon had been staying in his camp all along.
Melita Pânia walked into the barracks that served as the headquarters. She did not care about the others and went straight to Gwen. But after taking two steps, she suddenly sensed a presence that caught her attention. She followed the presence and saw the black-haired maid standing not far from Gwen.
The maid was looking at her with a complicated expression. Her expression was a mixture of nervousness, restraint and a trace of vigilance.
The Mithril Vault agent could not help but raise her eyebrows slightly. "Genetically defective?"
She then nodded gently to Maggie and said faintly, "Hello."
At this moment, Maggie seemed to have a lot of things to say. She opened her mouth and looked at Maggie with a complicated expression. But in the end, she just nodded slowly and said, "Hello."
Gwen saw all this.
He was very curious. He wanted to know how the Dragons' society worked. He wanted to know what a deformed Dragon like Maggie was all about. He wanted to know how a healthy Dragon like Melita saw Maggie. He wanted to know why there were dragons living in human society. But he knew that now was not the time to ask these questions.
He waved his hand and dismissed the irrelevant personnel, leaving only himself and the two Dragons.
Gwen pointed to Maggie who was standing next to him. "As a Dragon, she should be able to eavesdrop on our conversation, right?"
"Yes." Melita glanced at the black-haired maid. "All dragons know the secret behind the Mithril Vault, including … her."
"Then let's talk openly." Gwen exhaled. "I have something to ask you for help."
"Let me guess …" Melita's lavender eyes flashed slightly. "You want to use my power, or the power of the Mithril Vault to deal with those mutated 'monsters'?"
"… Something like that. But I have never thought of using the power of the Mithril Vault directly. This is most likely impossible. I just want to ask you —"
"Unfortunately, I can't either," Melita interrupted before Gwen could finish. "Dragons can't participate in the war on the mainland. This is our law."
Gwen stared into Melita's eyes. "But the war between us and the Crystal Cluster Legion is no longer an ordinary war. It has involved the power of the gods and may even involve the demonic wave."
"This is indeed a point of discussion," Melita said frankly. "But it is only a point of discussion. From the perspective of the Dragons as a whole, the Crystal Cluster Legion you speak of can also be regarded as a new form of intelligent creatures. Perhaps you don't agree with their birth, their behavior, and even their social structure, but from the perspective of the Dragons as a whole … this war is essentially no different from the change of dynasty of any country on the mainland. "
Gwen expected that the Dragons would not agree so easily, but he did not expect her attitude to be so firm and her point of view to be so difficult to refute. But after a short consideration, he still grasped the main point of Melita's words. "You said, this is from the perspective of the Dragons as a whole …"
"… Yes, from the perspective of the Dragons as a whole," Melita was silent for two seconds and exhaled slightly. "But as an individual, I, and many Dragons, may realize that the birth and spread of those Crystal Cluster Legionnaires is a disaster that should be stopped in time. But … as a member of the collective, we can't take action so easily. You know what I mean. "
Gwen quietly looked into Melita's eyes for a few seconds and understood the deeper meaning of her words.
Give me a way out, I'll go back and report to my superior.jpg.
Gwen began to think, and not long after, he had an idea.
"Well, let's change direction." He adjusted his sitting position on the chair and looked at Melita calmly. "As far as I know, the Mithril Vault also has a transportation service."
"Yes, we do."
"Then I'll entrust you to deliver something to the Crystal Cluster Commanders in Maple City …"
"What is it?"
"… Three tons of crystal bombs, air transport, delivery."
Melita looked at Gwen with her eyes wide open and did not speak for a long time. "…"
Gwen was a little worried. "Is there a problem?"
"… My upbringing prevents me from swearing in this kind of situation, please forgive me. But I have to admit, this is the best loophole I've ever seen."
Gwen sighed. "Then there's no problem."
"No, there's another problem." Melita immediately interrupted Gwen. "I don't think … the target customer will pay after receiving the goods. This is very important."
Gwen blinked, but he could not see the slightest hint of a joke on Melita's face, so he had to think seriously and said, "Do you remember the 'Divinity Metal'? If you're still interested, I can give you a bigger piece of debris than the last time, which we just unearthed not long ago. "
He was talking about the 'Zenith Relics' found in the Disobedient Citadel. As far as he knew, the Dragons had been collecting similar things. Those ancient device fragments were harder than gold, silver, and gemstones for the Dragons.
And in his hand, there was half a warehouse.
Melita's breathing quickened. She wanted to refuse again because after all, this matter was borderline with the Highest Council, and there was a high possibility of punishment, but …
"Deal."
But Cecil's price was too high.
After the deal was made, Gwen finally breathed a sigh of relief and said casually, "Your attack … I mean, your delivery will be a secret operation. I will prepare the 'goods' in advance on the hill on the west side of the camp. You can go and get it yourself."
"I understand." Melita nodded, but then her expression became serious. "But I want to remind you, this is probably the only time I can help in the whole war, and this is already a loophole in the rules. You found the right time. If it was a little earlier, I may not necessarily think that those Crystal Cluster infected people are such a big threat, but if it was a little later … the Council will focus on this continent, and they will not allow me to take advantage of the loophole under their nose."
The Council … sounded like the ruling body of the Dragons.
Gwen silently remembered this information that might be useful in the future. Before Melita left, he asked a question curiously, "You just said that dragons can't participate in the war on the continent, right?"
Melita nodded. "That's what I said."
Gwen pointed to Maggie next to him. "What about her?"
Melita looked at Maggie with a slightly complicated expression, then looked into Gwen's eyes. "Except for her and her tribe.
"She is from the Duchy of Holy Dragon, a descendant of the exiles."
After saying this, Miss Blue Dragon did not seem to want to stay here any longer. She turned and left the room directly.
"What does' descendant of the exiles' mean? If this question offends you, you don't have to answer it. "
After Melita left, Gwen raised his head and looked at the silent black-haired maid standing at the side.
Maggie's mood had already calmed down. She took a light breath and said in a seemingly unperturbed tone, "There's nothing offensive about this — everyone knows that the people of the Duchy of Holy Dragon have always called themselves descendants of the dragons. But very few people know that there's a reason for this.
"The rulers and some of the nobles of the Duchy of Holy Dragon are indeed Dragons — Due to the deterioration of their genes and some kind of mistake committed by their ancestors, they were exiled by 'Tarlonde', the hometown of the Dragons."
Then she smiled and shook her head. Her tone was self-deprecating. "So no matter how much time has changed, no matter how many countries rise and fall, this group of pitiful creatures will never leave those bitter cold mountains. They will always call themselves' duchies' and not kingdoms or empires …"
Gwen listened to this unexpected information with some astonishment. He suddenly realized something. "So … you're a nobleman of the Duchy of Holy Dragon? Or are you Dragonblood Archduke's … "
Maggie interrupted Gwen with some resistance. "Sorry, it's just a marginal family that's not valued. And that's all in the past. I don't want to have anything to do with that place anymore."
"I understand." Gwen sighed. "Anyway, let's take a break. We'll be leaving in about an hour."
…
The chariots started, the warships unanchored. After a short repair, Cecil's war machine reembarked on the journey of iron and fire.
On the Gorgon River, the Trailblazer led the Polar Light and the Morning Star. It led several inland warships modified from cargo ships and two light gunboats to ride the wind and waves. The magical wings were covered by black cloth, and the sound of the engines was muffled by a soundproof enchantment. The steel-made bow split the river, and the fleet sailed north like a silent ghost.
On the east bank of the Gorgon River, the chariots and various troop transport vehicles advanced along the marching route explored by the Steel Rangers and the Giant Eagle Scouts in front of them. They rolled over the stone beach and crossed the ravines. The night vision potion distributed to the individual soldiers and the low-light filter installed on each chariot allowed the army to move quickly in the dark wilderness as if it was flat ground.
It was the 43rd day of the Month of Recovery.
Maple City, as well as the Mountain Army trapped in Gigantic Boulder City, were just ahead.
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