"Rather than saying that Mr. Wildenstein Jr.'s Theocracy of Life is powerful, it's better to say that these Beastblood Warriors still have a fatal flaw."
At the same time, somewhere in the sky outside the battlefield, a group of people was observing and commenting on the situation of the battlefield in a 16-story magic tower.
But in terms of status and power, the level here was undoubtedly higher.
In front of the magic image were National Security Advisor Jensen Richard, Director of National Intelligence Wade Steward, Director of FBI Adam Gowen, Minister of Defense Lieutenant General Daniel Boone, Director of the CIB Central Intelligence Agency Kelsey Lewis, and the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff five-star General Clyde Brown.
In addition, there were America's National Magician Christy Blade, Torre de Oro, and Lagia Barkley.
"General Brown, it seems that this Beastblood Potion still has a long way to go —"
The person who said this was Director of National Intelligence Wade Steward. Clyde Brown, on the other hand, looked silent and did not say a word.
However, Director of the CIB Central Intelligence Agency Kelsey Lewis frowned slightly. "But they still have great practical value. High-level Theocracy of Life is very rare."
Steward smiled and did not say anything more. He knew that the CIB had invested a lot in the Beastblood Warrior project, and also had great benefits, so much so that Mr. Lewis did not hesitate to come out and directly contradict his superior.
This was also because he, as the Director of National Intelligence, had the weakest control over the CIB. The CIB had always been an independent system among all the intelligence agencies in America. Their director was also a member of the White House cabinet, and even ranked above him. The higher-ups of this agency naturally looked down on him, who was more like a coordinator between the major agencies.
A guy who was only the Director of the Intelligence Agency thought he could compete with him in status — even though the Intelligence Agency was the most important part of the CIB.
Lieutenant General Daniel Boone sneered and shook his head. "Rare doesn't mean there are none. Our enemies, the two powerful countries in the East, and the Black Devil Empire, will not lack such power. If all their Beast Blood Warriors perform like this, then the Ministry of Defence will not give them any orders! "
However, everyone present was well aware that this retired Lieutenant General, who was originally a 'transitional' Minister of Defense under the compromise of various forces, was able to continue to hold this position after Mr. President won the election. Firstly, the military operation against the Blood Wing Grand Duchy that he led was a huge success. Secondly, it was the rise of the Wildenstein family. At this time, the alliance of the Luminous Demon Rising Sun was already an extremely powerful force in America.
Although His Excellency the President had a plan to replace the Minister of Defense as early as half a year ago, it had yet to be realized. The replacement of this position was determined by the war they were observing, as well as the war of gods in Manhattan.
If the Light Devil and Rising Sun Alliance were to emerge victorious, even the leader of the country would have to do his best to unite their forces.
Not only did it mean that Lieutenant General Daniel Boone's position was stable, but it would also decide the fate of several senior officials in the White House and the cabinet. When the National Association of Progressives and the Light Devil and Rising Sun Alliance were no longer strong enough to fight against their enemies, how could they continue to maintain their influence in the government?
Therefore, Lieutenant General Daniel Boone's statement and position could be imagined.
"This is not a problem we should be concerned about now!"
National Security Advisor Jaxon Richard's face was cold. "Ms. Brad, Mr. Deoro, and Mr. Barkley, I would like to ask the three of you, is the current situation on the battlefield under control?"
"How should I put it?"
Torre Deoro replied. He glanced at the magic projection with a trace of helplessness in his eyes. "The situation is very bad, Mr. Richard! With the cooperation of the Atlanta Magic Tower's committee, we are doing our best to control the impact of this war on the surrounding people. For now, the periphery of the battlefield is still safe. The Wildenstein Group has done sufficient evacuation work this time. However, I am not optimistic about the future. If the Rising Sun Group's military forces continue to retreat, and both sides continue to move closer to the city, I am afraid we will have to prepare for more than three million casualties in the Atlanta city. Unfortunately, the air-raid shelters and shelters in the Atlanta city are not strong enough to ensure the safety of the Atlanta people. "
His words made everyone present look askance at him.
Torre Deoro explained nonchalantly, "The power that the Wildunstan family has brought forth has exceeded our expectations, everyone! The foundation of the National Association of Progressives is also very strong. With the scale of this war, it is difficult for us to make an accurate prediction. Is that why you're asking me, Advisor Richard? Unfortunately, we may not be able to do it. So my suggestion is to continue the evacuation and maintain the sixty-nine kilometer area between the Sacred Stone Fortress and the Atlanta city center. In addition, we need to mobilize more forces to strengthen the defensive capabilities of the Atlanta magic tower array. In the current situation, I think we can't be too careful. "
"Very reasonable suggestion."
National Security Advisor Janksen Richard frowned. "We need to convince the President to transfer the two national magic envoys from Abraham over. The White House will also coordinate with the Atlanta city government to push forward with the evacuation. This is difficult, but we have to do it. "
"But I think that what we should do is to stop this war. We can't continue anymore, everyone! "
The director of the FBI, Adam Gowen, sighed. "In Manhattan, the 'God of Processing' Ivan Cotter and the 'Magic Knight' Lancelot Rhodes are dead. Even though the latter is a magic envoys from Australia, this is still an irreparable loss for America. I think His Excellency the President will regret sitting back and watching today. "
"That's obvious. The problem is, we may not have the ability to stop them."
The director of national intelligence, Wade Steward, said helplessly, but then his eyes narrowed. "The chief commander of the National Association of Progressives is Salas, right? What a cold-hearted fellow. "
At this moment, everyone in the room had the same feeling.
In front of them, the more than 2,000 'Beast Blood Warriors' who were besieging the two ancient dragons had either consumed all their lives under the urging of someone's Theocracy of Life, or they had directly died in the endless distortion.
However, another group of 'Beastblood Warriors' from the National Association of Progressives also joined the battle at this time. At the same time, a small number of Out-of-Laws also joined the battle.
At this time, even people without any tactical understanding could see the intention of the National Association of Progressives. They were using the Beastblood Warriors to contain the two ancient dragons.
Thanks to this, the two combat groups of the National Association of Progressives had advanced five kilometers in all directions in 15 minutes.
Their commander didn't seem to care about casualties at all. More than 20,000 people were killed and injured, and 1,200 tanks and armored vehicles were destroyed one after another. However, the offensive of the National Association of Progressives was still strong, fierce, crazy, and powerful. They also put a large number of Out-of-Laws into the battle and used them to charge in all directions.
The private army of the Xuri Construction had been forced to abandon a trench and reorganize the defense line in another trench two kilometers away.
At the same time, another battle of the same scale broke out in an area about 35 kilometers away from the Holy Stone Fortress.
The seven armored divisions and three mechanized divisions of the Wildenstein Group in the Wildenstein Fort had launched a brazen attack as early as 27 minutes ago. The tens of thousands of tanks and armored vehicles spread out a 22-kilometer-long fan, like a surging iron stream, and fiercely collided with the 13 elite divisions under the third cluster of the National Association of Progressives.
Although the Wildenstein Group was at a disadvantage in terms of military strength, with the help of the many heavy artillery in the rear, they had a big advantage at the beginning of the contact between the two sides. The fierce artillery fire destroyed at least 200 tanks and armored vehicles in just two minutes.
However, the people in the magic tower were not optimistic about this. Wade Steward, the director of national intelligence, shook his head slightly. "It's not a good idea to take the initiative to leave the defensive position and fortification. They can also contain the third battle group of the National Association of Progressives in the Wildenstein Fort. "
"Indeed!"
Adam Gawain was also puzzled. "The intention of the National Association of Progressives to besiege the reinforcements is obvious. The wild melee is especially disadvantageous for them."
This situation was already happening. The number of Extra-legal People that the National Association of Progressives had invested in the north was also no less than 10,000. And their efforts were gradually wearing down the advantage that the Wildenstein Group had gained. Over there, dozens of tanks and armored vehicles were destroyed every minute, most of which were destroyed by the individual anti-tank weapons of the Extra-legal People.
On the other side, many legends from the National Association of Progressives were also entering the battlefield one after another. As time passed, the more than 120 legendary magic professionals would certainly change the trend of the battle.
So Adam Gawain was very puzzled. The choice of the commander of the Wildenstein Group was particularly puzzling when the Holy Stone Fortress was still able to hold on and did not show any obvious signs of defeat.
Unless —
At this time, an incredible thought emerged in Adam Gawain's mind.
The strategy adopted by the Wildenstein Group was to prevent the flames of war from further spreading to the surrounding areas?
If this battle continued to advance, it would indeed cause great pressure to the magic tower array in Atlanta.
At that time, even with the support of the three magicians, this array would not be able to survive the destruction of hundreds of thousands of bullets and the power of hundreds of legends and demigods.
But this was a war that would determine the hegemony of the south coast of America, the rise and fall of several supreme families. Would an ambitious person like Conxiuli care about the casualties of civilians?
Apart from that, there was another possibility. The grandfather and grandson of the Wildenstein family might think that their strength was actually superior to the enemy! They were trying to end this war as quickly as possible. But this speculation, in Adam Gawain's opinion, was even more absurd.
It was also at this time that Wade Steward's exclamation interrupted his thoughts.
"That's the 'Blood-eyed Angel' Robert Yvonne!"
Everyone followed his gaze and looked at the magic image on the left, and then their eyes were filled with astonishment.
They were looking at the woman on the northern battlefield dressed in maid clothes, constantly releasing wind blades around her. That was the Blood-eyed Maid Robert Yvonne, who had been famous throughout America for the past year!
And in less than a minute, this powerful demigod had destroyed hundreds of heavy tanks on the side of the National Association of Progressives under her wind blades.
"Robert, you're actually entering the battlefield so soon?"
"Pay attention to the pendant on her chest! That should be a new type of mythical equipment — "
"I recognize this thing. It's Ivan Broy's' Wings of Origin ', a powerful mythical equipment. It can strengthen the level of origin power, and it also has the ultimate 'Origin Power Law Domain.' This maid's strength is undoubtedly stronger! "
"This is even more confusing. This is undoubtedly the power of a magician, right?"
"The Divine Right of Battle Wind is indeed the type that the earlier one enters the state of battle, the stronger the combat strength. But when the battle has just begun, she can't wait to put in the power of the divine realm. This is indeed puzzling. "
"I agree! The feeling I get from the Wildenstein family is that they can't wait to put their most important trump cards on the table one by one. But it doesn't seem like they're forced to do so. Instead, it seems more like they're forcing their opponent — "
"Next, it's up to the National Association of Progressives to deal with this. Will they let their gods and magicians fight, or will they continue to use the lives of outsiders?"
"That's interesting, everyone! The National Association of Progressives, they refused to show their hand. "
…
As Li Mochen expected, the enemy chose to put in five demigods to restrain Robert.
Although the Blood-eyed Maid's combat strength was very strong, it was not at the level of a god. Her destructive and lethal power would need at least 20 minutes to be gradually released.
But the enemy only chose to restrain her instead of suppressing this god's combat strength from the beginning. This was enough for Michael Wood and the other commanders to spy on the enemy's mentality.
In front of the command platform, Michael Wood's eyes flashed. "Obviously, they don't have the confidence to suppress us at the level of a god. Boss, your battle strategy has also made them feel afraid, and even uneasy — "
"It's also because of the Sky Scepter."
Brigadier General Noah Badru, who was the chief of staff of the army, added, "They don't want to lose people at the level of gods and magicians. The enemy's goal is still to deplete our strength at the basic level. "
But even though they understood, they couldn't come up with many countermeasures. The foundation of the National Association of Progressives was too strong, so strong that they couldn't use tactics and strategies to reverse the situation.
The only thing they could do now was to end this war step by step according to the plan.
At this moment, the only thing they could confirm was that their side did indeed have a big advantage in terms of top-level combat strength.
"Sancher, still haven't found their position?"
Michael Wood's eyes were slightly impatient as he looked to the east. There was a temporary staff group he had set up in the General Command. There were a total of 22 staff members, and they were all busy like ants on a hot pan.
His adjutant, Sancher Virginia, was sitting in front of a military computer. He raised his head, sweating profusely.
"Sorry! Sir, please give me three more minutes. They've set up many fake targets and used very clever illusions. So I need three more minutes. Within three minutes, I'll find the position of the control equipment, I promise! We have a clue now, and we're doing the final analysis and verification. "
"Please hurry!"
Michael Wood frowned slightly, his voice full of dissatisfaction. "Inform Lieutenant Colonel Sampson Brut and Major Thompson Adams to have their Storm Troop enter the highest state of combat readiness and wait for the attack order."
He was anxious about the progress of the temporary staff group, because the National Association of Progressives had already invested more than 25,000 Beast Blood Warriors! And just a minute ago, according to the satellite images and the observation results of many legendary mages, the third batch of Beast Blood Warriors from the National Association of Progressives was estimated to have reached 4,000. The number of Beast Blood Warriors seemed to be endless.
Although Li Mochen's Godly Right of Life and Death had a great restraining effect on these biological weapons, he could only control the life and death of 3,000 Beast Blood Warriors at one time, and it would take him at least ten minutes.
But these Beast Blood Warriors were exerting a strong pressure on them on all fronts.
Their strength was not enough to determine the outcome of this war, but they could cause a huge number of casualties under his command.
So Michael Wood did not agree with the main battle group of the Wildenstein Family in the north at all to take the initiative to attack. If they maintained the strategy of defending, then he was sure that with the help of the trenches, holy stones, and the strong fortress walls of several temporary fortresses, they would be able to wear down the enemy's strength.
But now, the main battle group of the Wildenstein Family not only did not help them contain the enemy's strength, but also forced Xuri Construction to adopt a more radical defense strategy to protect the enemy in front of them.
And the reason why his boss chose to do this, others did not know, but he understood. That was because Fort Wildenstein was closer to the city, and there were a large number of residential houses around it. And the intensity of this war would definitely exceed the defense level of the Atlanta magic tower.
His boss did not want to cause a large number of casualties in the City of Atlanta because of this war.
Michael Wood did not agree with this approach. According to the eastern saying, this was a woman's benevolence.
However, the values that he had always held on to made Michael Wood willing to work hard for them.
And now the only way to quickly reverse the situation was to destroy the device used by the opponent to control the Beast Blood Warriors. This was one of the weaknesses of the Beast Blood Warriors that they had analyzed in advance.
The two "Storm" troops controlled by Sampson Brut and Thompson Adams were the most elite forces of Xuri Construction. A total of 450 people, all of whom had professions above level 12, were equipped with "Warrior-level Type A" cloak armor and "Alchemist" land combat type magic armor. All the other long-range and short-range weapons had reached 17S level.
Almost every one of them had the strength of a Level-19 professional with the help of these pieces of equipment. This was undoubtedly a heavy hammer, but it must be used at the right time and the right place.
In addition, another thing that made him feel gratified was that the Wildenstein Family still had a huge advantage in the field of sorcerers.
In order to suppress the destructive power of the two ancient dragons, the opposite side not only invested thousands of Beast Blood Warriors, more than 800 Extra-laws, but also thousands of sorcerers and even several legendary sorcerers into the battle.
"Convey my order, let Uhtred Demacia, Mr. Faust, Professor Alex Galanz and the others attack on all fronts to relieve the pressure on all fronts."
Sitting in the back, Li Mochen's reaction was very calm, "Don't be too anxious, Michael. The current casualties are indeed very heavy, but we want to hit the target in one shot! This requires us to find and lock onto the real target before we attack. A good hunter must first have patience. Before enough preparation is done, hasty action is useless — "
At this moment, his expression slightly froze, and he frowned. This was because he sensed that there was a figure in this command center with a different aura from his subordinates.
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