At that moment, Baiyi was inside a large command center. He could see the situation on every battlefield through the floating screens in the air. The main screen in the middle of the battlefield was showing a simplified map of the entire battlefield. From the screen, he could see that the two aircraft carriers had already deployed their mechanized sorcerers to the battlefield, and the sorcerers were busy with the first phase of the battle.
A large number of magical bombs had been planted around the enemy's encampment. These bombs would cut off the enemy's path of retreat and create more chaos. The well-trained sorcerers would then take out the scouts and guide the airstrikes, and at the same time, they would try their best to prevent the enemy from retreating.
At this time, the Shensha Empire's main garrisons had already been deployed with sorcerers. All they needed to do was wait for the dragoons to begin their assault.
Baiyi stared at the clock in the middle of the command center, waiting for the clock to move to midnight, to usher in a new day.
"Has our emissary returned?" Baiyi asked his secretary, who was standing beside him.
"Not yet. He has decided to retreat only after the war has begun," the pretty secretary replied quickly.
"Hmm … Then inform the troops responsible for capturing the royal family. Tell them to keep an eye on our people," Baiyi ordered.
Thus, Mordred, who was waiting on the Radiance, received the latest order. She then said to her subordinates, "I have good news. We will be responsible for covering Mister Envoy's retreat during the operation. This will make the mission a little more interesting."
A young man beside her seemed to agree with her statement, and he grinned widely. When he opened his mouth, it split all the way to his ears, revealing rows of jagged teeth.
Mordred smacked him on the head and scolded, "How many times do I have to tell you? Don't laugh like that before you've mastered the Shapeshifting Spell!"
'So this young man is a dragon, too …'
"Alright, let's get ready to move out. Everyone, confirm your final mission and prepare your equipment," Mordred ordered.
The Imperial Dragon Special Forces that she led consisted of more than 1500 people. Including herself, there were a total of 41 dragons. Each dragon would carry 10 mages as air support. Apart from the logistics support and other support personnel, the remaining 800 people were marines. They were equipped with the same power armor as the frontline troops, but every one of them was a one-in-a-hundred elite. In the feudal military system, they would at least be at the level of a centurion.
With the Radiant's long-range support, the Imperial Dragon Special Forces could easily destroy the enemy's capital and complete the simple mission of capturing the royal family. The addition of a reinforcement envoy only made things more fun for them.
"We only have three hours to complete the mission. If we fail, the tin cans will be sent to the battlefield. I know you all hate those ugly tin cans, so we have to hurry. We can't give them any chance!" Mordred continued.
Imperial sorcerers were prideful people. Although they were no longer graceful, they were still proud. As an elite force that had contributed greatly to the empire, they looked down on the barbaric, barbaric marionette legions. However, due to the long period of peace, some people had begun to question the sorcerers' abilities. Some people even believed that marionettes could replace sorcerers, which was unacceptable!
Mordred and her team would prove to these fools that the Imperial Sorcerers were the irreplaceable vanguard of the Empire!
Right now, she was also waiting for the moment when the clock ticked towards 12 o 'clock.
The envoy, who had remained in the enemy's palace, was the same. He was a graduate of the Imperial University's School of Strategy and Foreign Affairs, and the Charlatan Walker's favorite student. However, he was much braver than the Charlatan Walker. Even though Baiyi had allowed him to leave early, he insisted on waiting until the deadline. He did not think that he was in any danger. Instead, he stared at the murals in the parlor with great interest.
A moment later, the door opened. The envoy did not look away from the murals. Instead, he exclaimed in admiration, "Your Empire's magical sand art is truly an exquisite art. No matter how many times I look at it, I'm always fascinated. I hope that this art can be preserved and passed on to the next generation."
"It's a pity, however, that very few people still appreciate it. Even the Rohlserlians, who pride themselves on their elegance and culture, are no exception," the Emperor of the Shensha Empire lamented.
"Is that so? That's a shame, then. " The envoy smiled and looked at his pocket watch. It was already past midnight, and a new day had begun.
The envoy had arrived at the palace a few hours ago to protest against the terrorist attack. He also demanded that the Shensha Empire establish an intelligence agency in the Shensha Empire, that the entire Shensha Empire must cooperate with the rebels, and that the Shensha Empire must sever all ties with the masterminds behind the rebels. He also gave the Shensha Empire three hours to consider his demands.
Rather than saying this time was reserved for the Shensha Empire, it was more appropriate to say that it was reserved for the New Empire. No sovereign nation would accept such excessive conditions. Even though the Shensha Empire had more than 30 emperors, it still maintained its last bit of backbone.
The envoy had learned the Shensha Empire's final decision from the seemingly unrelated conversation. It was time to leave. "It's getting late. Please excuse me."
"My apologies, Mr. Envoy. It's getting late. We hope that you can stay here for the night." The captain of the Emperor's guards spoke coldly. He signaled the guards beside him, and a few of them, clad in Rohlserlian power armor, surrounded the envoy.
The envoy remained calm. He straightened his back and continued, "I'm not sure if you've heard of our saying: 'Nothing can stop the Rohlserlians from returning home.' Because nothing can beat the love of home …"
As soon as he finished, a shrill whistle came from outside the window.
"The Rohlserlian Dragoons!" The captain's expression changed. "Everyone! Defend! "
Before the guards could react, a dull thud came from the dome of the hall, and a large hole opened up. A giant dragon head covered in metal poked through and stared into the eyes of the envoy, who was cleaning the dust off his clothes.
"What a surprise! Her Royal Highness has come in person, "the envoy said.
"Cut the crap. Get up here!" Mordred retracted her head and stretched out another claw, perfectly blocking in front of the envoy and blocking the attack of the guards.
The emissary hurriedly climbed onto Mordred's giant claw, and before he left the parlor, he did not forget to say to the Emperor, who was still in a state of shock, "I hope that painting can be preserved. It is truly beautiful."
Outside the hall, the entire Shensha Empire's capital had been engulfed in a sea of fire. Sorcerers landed like cannonballs around the palace, waving their staffs that did not look like magic staffs as they reaped the lives of the defenders.
Dozens of giant dragons were flying in the sky, carrying out all kinds of surprise attacks while flying to suitable positions, allowing the mages on them to attack the valuable military targets in a frenzy.
"The Rohlserlians … These damned Rohlserlians! How did they get past our defense line? Why didn't they do anything? Where's the detection system we've been so proud of?! "The Emperor, still in shock, looked at the apocalyptic scene outside the window and roared.
The others also wanted to tell him that the detection system was bought from Rohlserlian.
"Your Majesty, it's time to retreat!" The captain of the guards grabbed the Emperor and dragged him away.
But a second later, a hole was blasted in the wall, and a golden sorcerer wielding a battle-ax staff rushed in.
"Catch the big fish!"
"Protect His Majesty!" A dozen loyal guards shouted and pounced on the Emperor. They raised their staffs and shot out colorful magic beams.
In the end, nothing happened. It only caused the man to laugh mockingly.
"Jim Type-1 Armor. I thought you'd only see this antique in museums." The pale gold mage brandished his battle axe and rushed towards the guards. With just a swing of his hand, the scorching hot axe blade directly split one of the guards into two halves.
"Weak and powerless!" He shouted like a great demon king, and with a nimble flip of the giant ax staff in his hand, he chopped a guard who pounced on him from the side in two.
"No, this guy's armor is too strong. Cover His Majesty's retreat!" The captain of the guards was still clear-headed. He knew that the power armor they were equipped with was too different from the enemy's. This was not a fair fight.
But if the palace guards were in such a miserable state, what about the soldiers outside? What about the other garrisons? What would happen to them? He didn't dare to think about it. He just wanted to escort the Emperor out of here as soon as possible.
In the end, before he could take two steps, two dark red beams of light accurately hit him and the Emperor's knees, rendering them unable to stand or escape.
"Hehe, our captain hates deserters the most." A voice floated over, but the person was nowhere to be seen.
A shadow sorcerer, a sniper who could turn invisible! Rohlserlian's most terrifying assassin! The captain of the guards shivered. At least half of the 30 emperors from before had died in the hands of this terrifying shadow sorcerer …
"So, you guys plan to capture me alive?" The Emperor clutched his knees, his face twisted in pain.
"Don't worry. We always treat our prisoners of war well." The pale gold captain stood in front of the Emperor and slammed his battle-ax staff into the ground. Wisps of green smoke rose from the blade of the axe, which was emitting a faint red light. That was the smoke of blood rising from the high temperature.
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