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Chapter 982

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When the order was officially issued, Jin Na found that all of her nervousness and apprehension had disappeared. Her military instincts gradually took over. She took a light breath, and while relaying the order to the entire dragon cavalry squadron, her hands firmly gripped the control stick in front of her. She felt the power and coldness of the steel machine in front of her, and her heart was calm.

One after another, the inverted cone-shaped anti-gravity aircrafts drew an elegant arc in the clouds. They left their previous cruising trajectory and swept towards the dazzling battlefield on the ground.

The wind direction and wind speed were calculated. The altitude and speed were within the expected values. The angle and distance of the bombs were also confirmed several times. The bombardier placed his finger on a rune trigger in the center of the control console and counted silently.

"All crew, release the bomb safety. Release the safety lock. Release the bombs!"

… …

Cecil's night offensive showed no signs of stopping. The deafening cannon fire continued to explode above the city walls. This was a harsh test that Winterwolf Fort had never experienced since it was built. Even Typhon had never experienced a war like this since the founding of the empire. Even the brave imperial soldiers and proud battle mages were shocked by the massive attack. But in any case, the defensive line was stable. The sturdy shield and walls of Winterwolf Fort could withstand the test. At least for the time being, Cecil's' Skyfire 'would not be able to break in.

Palin Wintercastle observed the flow of magic on the surface of the shield above the west wall and heaved a sigh of relief. "The magic circulation has stabilized again. It seems that the magic focus is holding."

"But we can't just keep defending," Andesha said. "Count Wintercastle, do you remember what we talked about just now? We have to find a way to break the current situation and regain control of —"

Halfway through her sentence, she suddenly stopped. A faint buzzing sound that was almost indistinguishable in the background of the cannon fire caught her attention. She raised her head and looked at the somewhat hazy night sky, her expression a little strange.

Palin Wintercastle did not react for a moment. "What's wrong, Andesha?"

"Count Wintercastle, did you hear … something in the sky?"

Count Winterfort was startled for a moment. He looked up as well, and finally, he caught a glimpse of a shadow that was almost invisible to the naked eye between the clouds and the dim starlight.

Those shadows skimmed across the sky, and even a Legendary champion would have a hard time sensing if they had any magical presence or malice. Even so, Wintercastle still felt a great sense of danger. In that instant, he felt his breathing becoming erratic. In the next second, the powerful mage waved his hand to summon a communication rune and roared at the top of his lungs, "Attack from the sky!!!"

"Reset the flow of magic — the enemy is coming from the sky!" "All mages in echelons one to six, adjust the direction of resonance and prepare to intercept the attack from the sky!" "It's too late!"

The order was given immediately. Although the soldiers and mages were at a loss, they still responded to the command as quickly as possible. But no matter how fast they reacted, it was too late. Almost all of the defensive forces and manpower in the fortress were firmly pinned down by Cecil's ground forces. Not to mention, the commanders of all levels did not even have the concept of a "fatal attack from the sky". In this era where the concept of a "battlefield" was mainly focused on the surface, all of this had become the most fatal flaw of Winterwolf Fortress.

The bombs fell.

Andesha's eyes widened. She looked up at the sky and saw that the layers of clouds were about to cover all the starlight. She saw a glimmer of light between the shadows, and then one by one, the glimmering light broke away from the clouds and fell like meteors.

An explosion far more terrifying than the bombardment of the giant magic cannons exploded above Winterwolf Fortress.

Huge blazing flames bloomed like fireworks, and shockwaves could be seen on the surface of the shield. Circles of ripples spread continuously in the night sky, connecting to each other before they were quickly covered by the white noise. The entire great shield of Winterwolf Fortress shook violently, and a deafening roar reverberated within the shield, as if an invisible bell had rung. And in the midst of this terrifying roar, the Count of Winterwolf Fortress heard an even more terrifying sound —

He heard whistling sounds coming from all directions. That was the sign that the shield was about to reach its limit.

Following that, even more bombs fell from the sky, covering the entire shield from north to south like a carpet. The various nodes of the shield in Winterwolf Fortress exploded one after another, and many buildings in the city burned due to the turbulent flow of mana. The blazing flames illuminated the high walls and towers, and under the illumination of the flames, Andesha saw that the shield above her head was rapidly disappearing.

A bomb finally pierced through the thin great shield of Winterwolf Fortress, and it fell like a meteor, falling between the outer and inner city. The towering flames stung Andesha's eyes, and she heard a boom beside her ear. A terrifying heat assaulted her from the left, and she did not even have time to feel the intense pain. She only saw darkness.

… …

"All bombs have been dropped. Target's shield has been extinguished." "Visual inspection confirms that the barracks and armory have been destroyed … …" "The core of the castle is still intact … … The shield is still in place."

Jin Na looked through the observation window at Winterwolf Fortress, which was already engulfed in a sea of flames. The results of the air raid were presented to her one by one.

The Great Shield of Winterwolf Fortress was destroyed as planned, but the core of the fortress, the Castle District, seemed to have survived the bombardment. This sturdy fortress lived up to its reputation. It clearly had two independent shield systems at the same time. Even if the outer city and the Great Shield were completely destroyed, this fortress seemed to still be able to rely on the core of the fortress to stubbornly resist.

However, Jin Na did not feel any regret. Everything was according to the judgment of the staff. One air raid was not enough to completely destroy the Typhon's fortress, and the current damage was already very much in line with the expected results.

With the loss of the great shield and half of the city's defensive facilities, coupled with the huge blow to the morale and casualties, it was only a matter of time before the fortress was taken down, and it would be done in a very short time.

"Return, rearm," Jin Na ordered. "Perhaps we will have to do it again tonight."

… …

The roar, the heat, the smell of blood, and the feeling of constantly losing balance and falling … … Andesha felt as if she was in a dark abyss, being swept up and down by an invisible storm. For a period of time, she even felt that she had completely lost all sense of her body, but in the last strong sense of weightlessness, she suddenly returned to this world.

The pain as if her body was falling apart violently shook her nerves. She felt as if she was lying in a soft place, but her body was soaked in cold, and her mind was roaring like thunder. She could vaguely hear the voices of people around her, but an even louder noise buzzed in her ears, making it impossible for her to hear anything clearly.

Intense irritation surged up, and she angrily wanted to disperse the noise. She did not know if it was her anger that had an effect, but she heard the noise in her ears weaken a little, and at the same time, she vaguely saw light in front of her eyes.

"The general is awake! The general is awake! "" Water, quickly bring water! "" Inform the Count of Wintercastle! "

The excited shouts of soldiers came from the side, and it sounded like there was more than one of them.

Andesha struggled to open her eyelids (She had never thought that her eyelids would be so heavy). After a few tries, she finally managed to turn the dim light in front of her into a wobbly image. Her left eye seemed to be covered by something, and only her right eye was barely open. Through this blurry vision, she saw a few familiar figures standing beside her, and above her was the ceiling of a certain room in the castle.

"General," a familiar voice came from the side. "How do you feel? Can you hear me? "

Andesha forced herself to turn her gaze, and she saw her adjutant standing beside her.

Her gaze rested on the adjutant for a long time, and it was only after ten seconds that she retracted her gaze with difficulty. She asked with a hoarse voice that surprised even herself, "How long have I been unconscious?"

Her throat felt like it was on fire, but after careful observation, she did not find any fatal internal bleeding or trachea lacerations. This was a blessing in disguise, but it was difficult to observe more carefully. She could only confirm that her body was in a terrible condition.

"You have only been unconscious for half an hour … …" The adjutant said, "A large dose of alchemy potions and healing spells have taken effect … …"

"Half an hour … … I thought a century had passed," Andesha's mouth twitched, "Tell me about the damage."

The adjutant hesitated for a second or two before he spoke in a low voice, "The shield of the fortress has been completely destroyed, and it is permanently extinguished. The inner and outer parts of the city have been severely damaged, and there are fires everywhere. We have lost our barracks and armory, and when the magic weapons fell, they went through the shield and smashed into the place where the Twenty-second Regiment was stationed. The Twenty-second Regiment … … has been removed from the list."

Andesha took a deep breath. She tried to distinguish the sounds from all directions, and after two seconds of silence, she asked in a low voice, "What is the situation now?"

"… … Count Parlin Wintercastle has ordered those who can still move to retreat to the castle. The outer part of the city can no longer be defended, and he ordered us to continue resisting in the castle and the inner city. The Blackflag Magicians blew up the severely damaged walls and set the outer city ablaze. The ruins and the fire have somewhat delayed Cecil's attack … … "

"I did hear the sounds outside," Andesha said slowly, "Delayed … … So, they have already attacked?"

"… … Our soldiers are resisting them in the ruins and alleys of the inner city. We have suffered great losses, but no one is backing down."

At this moment, Andesha heard some commotion nearby, and a soldier whispered, "Count Wintercastle is here!"

She saw Parlin Wintercastle's figure appearing in the corner of her vision. This familiar senior was bending down towards her, and he seemed to be examining her injuries. She saw a heavy and sorrowful expression on his face.

"That's enough," Andesha said to the adjutant and the other soldiers and officers around her, "All of you are dismissed and continue to command the battle. I want to talk to Count Wintercastle."

"General, your body … …"

"This is an order."

"Yes, general."

The adjutant and the soldiers left, and only Count Wintercastle remained in Andesha's sight. She twitched the corner of her mouth, "Looks like the situation can't get any worse … …"

"It is indeed very bad. We have failed, Andesha," Count Wintercastle said in a low voice, "Cecil's people will soon completely occupy this place. I don't know why they did not use that terrifying aerial attack again. Perhaps they want to occupy a better forward base … … This has somewhat prolonged our resistance, but not by much."

After that, there was a long silence. It was so quiet that Parlin Wintercastle began to suspect that Andesha had fainted again. But in the end, Andesha spoke, "Count Wintercastle, what do you think the duty of a soldier is?"

Parlin Wintercastle did not answer Andesha's question. He just quietly looked at the girl who grew up under his watch. After a while, he asked, "What do you want to do, Andesha?"

Andesha struggled to open her eyes and looked at Count Wintercastle's face, "I still have one last 'initiative' … …"

She then told him what she wanted to do.

Parlin Wintercastle's eyes widened. He could not believe what he heard. He could not believe that Andesha would make such a decision. He then reminded her in a low voice, "This will cause you to lose your honor. No matter what the truth is, you will not have a glorious record in the future history books. Andesha, you are not an ordinary commander. You are the 'Wolf General'. You should know the meaning of this title and the restrictions behind it … … "

"Times have changed, Uncle Parlin," Andesha seemed to smile and shook her head gently, "The rules of the old … … can't keep up with the changes of the times."

"… … Even if this will cause you to lose your honor?" Parlin Wintercastle frowned, "I can give the order for you. After all, you no longer have the ability to … …"

"I have already decided."

"… … I understand," Parlin Wintercastle looked deeply at Andesha, then nodded with a serious expression. But then he asked, "Do you think that this will not be disrupted by the tainted soldiers and officers?"

"I have already guessed what God wants," Andesha said calmly, "He wants war. He only wants war. Surrender is also a part of war.

"Let me be the first 'Wolf General' in the history of Typhon to raise the flag and surrender before the castle is breached. I am ready."

"… … Very well, I will go and prepare."

Count Wintercastle left.

"… … I swear on my family, I swear on my honor, I will guard this castle until the end of my life … … even if my blood runs dry … … even if my bones are crushed … … the Winter Wolf's flag will never fall … …"

She shook her head.

She did not want honor.

She wanted her country to be safe.

The country that the ancestors had built up should not be defeated by such an inexplicable disaster.

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