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Chapter 439 Flame Burns on the Riverbank
"In the name of God—"

"For Your Majesty!"

"For the kingdom!"

"Hold it at all costs!"

The embankment was covered in thick smoke, and the boiling flames burned on the blood and corpses.

The commander who was covered in blood screamed hoarsely, waving the saber in his hand and urging the soldiers forward to fill the bloody line of defense.

Even though his legs had been blown off, he still didn't stop shouting.

Just because the fortress under him is called the City of Abundance.

It is not only the granary in the middle of the lion kingdom, the favor bestowed by the gods to the kingdom, but also the last hurdle on the way for the falcon to the lion king's capital!
Back in time a few hours ago.

The 2th team of the Falcon Kingdom finally completed the construction of the fortifications, and beyond everyone's expectations, they immediately launched a fierce attack on the defenders of the Fertile City from the west and north.

Of course, the lion kingdom will not be caught without a fight.

Under the leadership of Prince Winter, the [-]-strong Scarab team and militia stationed here immediately launched a tenacious resistance.

Whether it was cast iron cannons, old-fashioned mortars, or cobbled together howitzers, they were all pulled to the front line.

Just to stop the advance of the enemy——

Even if it can only delay them for two seconds!
The propellers of the air fighters roared, raining waves of death on the river bank, but they failed to stop the artillery on the river bank, and continued to pour fierce firepower outside the bunker.

The defenders in the fortress are filled in units of thousands of people, one after another.

The same goes for siege troops outside of fortresses.

Even with absolute air superiority.

Even if the artillery positions in the rear kept firing.

Even if the defenders on the embankment were wiped out round after round.

They also failed to cross the metal cast dam.

The battle has reached a stalemate.

Both sides were red-eyed, leaving humanity and faith behind, fighting in the most primitive and cruel way, just to send more and hotter metal shrapnel into the foreheads and chests of the former siblings.

The unbreakable embankment has become a rolling meat grinder.

The flying fragments and the shock wave of the explosion spread round and round, rolling bloody waves on the golden wheat field.

Sitting in the pilot's seat of the fighter jet and looking out of the cabin, Akante couldn't help but be speechless.

Not because of the tragic battle situation, but because of the golden patches.

He had never seen such a vast and spectacular wheat field in his hometown—beside the river embankment that was about to dry up.

If he could occupy this place, his parents, brothers and sisters, and even future descendants... would no longer have to endure hunger.

Although it meant that the inhabitants of the occupied side would struggle to survive in poverty and misery, and although it meant that those people would become slaves, he saw nothing wrong with that.

This world is a jungle where the weak and the strong prey, and survival of the fittest is the law of nature.

His Royal Highness once said that the oasis of the Falcon Kingdom is declining, and they bear the curse from the great desert for the kings in the desert, but the kings in the desert stand idly by their suffering, preferring to pour out the milk and bread, Also refused to share a little bit of the favor of the gods to them.

Corrupted kings have betrayed their vows and beliefs, and are unworthy of the favor of the spirit of the sand sea.

If the people of Falcon want to survive in this world, they must keep fighting, keep fighting——

Until the end of life!
Acante held the joystick and skillfully raised the height of the plane, preparing to use the mounted 10mm machine gun to make another round of dives against the artillery bunker on the river bank.

However, at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a string of black dots from the sideways sun.

that direction-

Is it the east?
The backlight made it difficult for him to see what the string of black dots were, and he even wondered if he was delusional.

However, the instinct honed in several battles still allowed him to make an immediate judgment, terminated the next round of dives, and continued to increase altitude and fly towards the clouds.

It was proved in real time that his judgment was correct, which allowed him to escape the first round of shooting.

But his teammates were not so lucky.

In just a few breaths, the strings of black dots had already flown close, showing the nose painted with sharks, tigers, and devils in the sunlight, and sprayed thick and long jets towards them. Flames.

There were no enemy airports in the vicinity at all, and the pilots of the Falcon Kingdom did not expect to be attacked by planes at all, so they were caught off guard.

Caught off guard, the three "Eagle" propeller planes were smashed into sieves in an instant, with a string of bullet holes printed on the wings, and they fell towards the ground with black smoke.

Although the other 22 planes evaded in time, they were still beaten with their tails biting, and three more planes were killed or injured soon.

Seeing that his teammates were killed, Akante's face changed wildly, and he immediately turned on the onboard communication equipment and shouted loudly.

"Enemy plane!"

"Stop attacking the ground and prepare to engage the enemy!"

The remaining 19 planes immediately spread out and turned to both sides while increasing their altitude, trying to avoid the opponents who were biting behind them.

However, the other party's flying skills are equally superb, not only cooperating tacitly, but also well-trained.

Looking at the "chicken" running away in a snake-like maneuver in his heart, the unprofessional pig nose snorted, bit the rear hemisphere of the enemy plane, and pushed down the switch.

"Want to run?"

This can make you run away-

Master's name is written backwards!
Pressing the switch of the on-board communicator, he roared loudly.

"Scatter and pursue! One fight per person, give me a hard hit!"

A quick echo came over the comm channel.

"Okay Mantou brother!"

"Got it! Brother Mantou!"

The unprofessional rebellious almost flew crooked.

"Gan!"

"How many times have I said it, I call it Fanman!"

25 propeller fighter planes of unknown type were biting at each other, and at the same time, 5 planes were separated to outflank them in front of them.

The battle in the air quickly became intense.

Although he was caught off guard at first, the pilots of the Falcon Kingdom quickly reacted. Relying on the excellent maneuverability of the "Eagle" propeller aircraft, they started a horizontal fight with the enemy plane that suddenly entered the battlefield .

In the absence of air-to-air missiles, air combat has completely become a hand-to-hand fight.

Both sides were doing scissor-drum flights against each other, vying for that fleeting shooting window.

The rain of orange-yellow bullets swayed in the air, like the sparks shot from a hammer hitting a forge, melting every living being involved in it.

Sweat oozes from Akante's forehead, and he clenched his teeth so tightly that his gums almost bleed while holding the joystick tightly with both hands.

He could feel that the opponent's plane was not very strong, but these people's fighting style was extremely brutal, and their fighting will was even more unbelievably high.

Some extremely dangerous maneuvers made him wonder whether the other party didn't know that he might die, or he didn't take his own life seriously at all.

Is that the pilot of Lion Kingdom?
Or an alliance hundreds of kilometers away?
The victory in the air has not yet been decided, but the battle situation on the ground has quietly changed with the arrival of the Alliance Air Force.

Originally, the balance of victory had gradually tilted towards the attacker, but with the loss of air supremacy, the tilted balance was forced back again.

The Falcon Kingdom's [-] team, which was in charge of the attack, quickly fell into a hard fight.

On the contrary, seeing the support of friendly aircraft, the morale of the defenders on the river embankment was boosted and their voices were loud.

"It's reinforcements!"

"The reinforcements of the alliance! It's the people of the alliance!"

"Oh oh oh!"

"The spirit of the sand sea is above! We are saved!"

Not only the soldiers saw the hope of victory, but also all the officers in the command post showed joyful expressions on their faces, sweeping away the gloom that was on their faces a few minutes ago.

Alliance reinforcements have finally arrived!
Although it was only the air force, it was of great help!

The only thing that the officers couldn't figure out was where did these planes come from?

……

frontline positions.

Behind the anti-gun bunker, Prince Winter held a telescope in his hand, looked out at a battlefield billowing in thick smoke through the observation window on the sandbag wall, and frowned.

Although the alliance's plane accidentally killed them and reversed their decline, for them, the current battle situation is still not optimistic.

With the help of the Legion, the Falcon Kingdom has been preparing for this battle for more than ten years, and their equipment and soldiers are far superior to the Lion Kingdom.

The sound of gunfire in the distance has not stopped is the best proof.

Those people did not retreat because of the loss of air support, but the assault became more ferocious.

The Scarab [-]-strong team under his command has already lost [-]% of its staff, and the local militiamen stationed and trained conscripts suffered heavy casualties.

The blood almost stained the embankment red and poured into the irrigation canal under the embankment...

"...If this continues, even if we succeed in defending this fortress, we will be seriously injured." Standing next to Prince Winter, a nobleman serving as a staff officer said solemnly.

Another officer clenched his fist and cursed.

"These bastards... it seems like they can't finish killing them!"

"We have to defend this place no matter what. This is the last wall of the kingdom. We have no other choice."

Holding the binoculars, Prince Winter paused, then continued with a blank expression

"Since they are determined to win this fortress, let them bleed dry on the embankment!"

At this moment, billows of dust suddenly appeared on the northwest side of the fortress, and what accompanied the dust was an unstoppable torrent of steel!

About 50 Conqueror No. [-] heavy tanks suddenly entered the battlefield.

At first, when they saw the unplanned army, neither the attacker nor the defender reacted.

It wasn't until those tanks marched to a close position and suddenly opened fire on the attackers outside the fortress that the defenders on the river embankment realized that they were reinforcements!

The tank's turret has a banner with the royal coat of arms of the honey badger painted on it.

The officer who was kneeling on the front line commanding the battle was overjoyed and shouted excitedly.

"It's the Restoration Army of the Honey Badger Kingdom!"

"They are here to help us!!!"

As the friendly troops arrived on the battlefield one after another, the morale of the soldiers of the Lion Kingdom reached its peak, and the speed of pulling the bolt or loading the shells was much faster.

The half-mutilated thousand-man team was stunned to play the firepower density of a full thousand-man team.

Faced with the flank strangling of the armored forces and the sudden ferocious frontal firepower, the 2th team of the Falcon Kingdom, which was the vanguard of the attack, suffered heavy casualties in an instant.

At the same time, the battle in the air has already been decided.

Except for a few planes retreating towards the west, the entire air force squadron of the Falcon Kingdom was almost wiped out.

The balance of victory, which had been leveled, was completely tilted in the direction of the defenders.

The majestic embankment still stands in the middle of the wheat fields and billowing gunpowder smoke.

Seeing that the general situation was over, even with 1 reluctances in his heart, the frontline commanders of the Falcon Kingdom could only order a retreat.

At this time, once hesitation or love to fight, I am afraid that few of the entire [-]-strong team will survive, and the entire establishment will have to be defeated...

……

Thirty kilometers away, the military camp of the Falcon Kingdom.

The entire camp was almost full of wounded.

Seeing the stretchers all over the floor, and the wounded soldiers lying on them crying, Prince William's eyes were filled with anger, and he clenched his fists uncontrollably.

He did not understand why the Legion had ordered the attack.

Didn't they agree to wipe down that fortress with a nuclear bomb?
Why let his people fill in the impossible front.

He doesn't mind the people of the Falcon Kingdom dying for the royal family to expand the territory, but these casualties could have been avoided!
Or even completely redundant!

Seeing the army officer approaching, he restrained his anger and stepped forward, asking in a low voice.

"Where's the nuclear bomb? Where's your nuclear bomb?"

Looking at William whose chest was heaving violently, the officer just made a shush gesture and tapped his index finger on his mouth, signaling him to shut it up.

Seeing the gesture to shut up, Prince William knew that this was not the time to get angry, so he took a deep breath, controlled his emotions, and said in a soothing tone.

"We need that thing, I'm already mentally prepared... I don't know why you are still hesitating!"

"If you are worried about arousing the hatred of the residents of Luoxia Province, I can bear their anger for you and help you suppress those bedbugs—"

The officer raised his right hand, interrupted his chatter, and looked at him seriously.

"Mr. William, what we are facing now is an opponent whose performance far exceeds our expectations. They will adjust their tactics according to our tactics, and of course we will do the same. The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly. Why do you think the plan Can you always keep up with the changes?"

Prince William froze for a moment, narrowing his eyes.

"What do you mean?"

"Means nothing."

The officer didn't want to explain anything to the nominal marshal, so he passed by him and walked towards the camp not far away.

However, when he reached the entrance of the tent, the officer stopped in his tracks and turned his face slightly.

"Never try to guess Lord Griffin's thoughts, he naturally has his plans."

"Do what you should do, and we will naturally lead you to win this war."

After leaving these two sentences, he opened the curtain of the tent and walked in. He came to a radio station, put the headset on his head, and reported the situation on the front line.

"The 21st Flying Squadron was intercepted by the enemy air force, and we lost [-] aircraft..."

"The resistance of the defenders of the Fertile Capital exceeded expectations. The armored units lost in Camp No. 530 appeared on the north side of the attacking spearhead. The 2th team responsible for the attack suffered heavy casualties. Today's offensive was forced to end early..."

Although the reports were all bad news, there was calm on the other side of the station.

As if it wasn't a surprise.

After a pause, the officer continued to speak with respect and admiration on his face.

"In addition, the big fish has already bit the hook, and they really can't hold back, everything is just as you expected..."

……

On the other side, in a messy and fertile city, the majestic river embankment opened a door, letting in the tank unit that had previously supported them.

The soldiers guarding both sides of the road looked nervously at these tanks belonging to the Legion, their eyes full of vigilance.

Even though those tanks unfurled the banner of the Honey Badger Kingdom, the fear engraved in their memory still made them vigilant instinctively.

not to mention--

Not everyone likes the "honey badgers" who give them trouble.

Prince Winter stood in the middle of the road and personally led a group of guards and officers to welcome the friendly army that appeared at a critical moment.

For the leading tank, the hatch on the top of the turret was opened, and a man with a bushy beard stood up from inside, raising his hand to signal the troops behind him to stop.

Looking at Yard who got off the tank, Prince Winter couldn't help showing a slight emotion on his calm face.

"You're here?"

"Yes, here I am."

Walking in front of Prince Winter, Yade stretched out his hand and shook him firmly, and glanced at the officers behind him.

A few people looked away, and a few people looked at him blankly... The thankful faces only accounted for half of them.

This is normal.

Even now, there are still many people in the Lion King's court who believe that if they hand over the royal family members of the Honey Badger Kingdom, the Falcon Kingdom will return the territories they have captured.

And even if they don't hold such naive illusions, many people think that they brought the disaster of war.If they are not taken in, the Falcon Kingdom will calmly sit down and negotiate with them after occupying the No. 3 oasis, instead of continuing eastward.

Yade is very aware of the battle at Camp No. 530. The reason for the problem with the information he received must be that these people are behind the scenes. If the allies hadn't arrived in advance, he might have died in that sand dune.

Although he wished he could get this person out and beat him up, he knew that now was not the time to pursue this matter.

It's all about the big picture.

Averting his eyes without any trace, Yade naturally looked at Prince Winter in front of him.

"What about those planes?"

"It's an Alliance plane."

"Do they have an airport here?" The expression on Yade's face was half puzzled. Obviously, he dared to come here not because of the alliance's instructions, but because of his own judgment on the battlefield.

Prince Winter shook his head.

"I don't know, those planes appeared suddenly. It's also thanks to them, otherwise we wouldn't be able to insist on your arrival..."

When he said this, the expression on his face was full of complexity.

When the honey badger royal family first came here in exile, he strongly opposed the royal family's taking in these people, but he never thought that one day his life would be saved by these people.

The Adam's apple moved, and Prince Winter continued.

"...Thank you for lending a helping hand. Although I can't represent my kingdom, starting today, everyone standing here owes you a favor."

Yade grinned and patted the old man's arm.

"There is no need to say such things, we are allies on the same front..."

Although he planned not to pursue it for the time being, he still couldn't help biting the words "same front" very hard, and the vague hint was self-evident.

Embarrassed expressions appeared on the faces of several officers, and they subtly looked away.

They knew in their hearts that what they did before was really unreasonable.

Whether it's getting the information wrong, or withdrawing the guerrillas to the north, kicking the ball to cover the friendly army to the National Restoration Army of the Honey Badgers.

As for Prince Winter, that wrinkled old face didn't change at all, just smiled faintly.

"You are right, we are allies on the same front, but I will still remember this favor."

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something, took out a letter from his arms, and handed it to Yade.

"...By the way, here is a letter written to you by your brothers and sisters. They are now in the Dawn City of the Alliance, and our mission happened to be there too, so we helped them deliver the letter."

Hearing the whereabouts of his younger brother and younger sister, Yade had a look of surprise in his eyes, grinned, and immediately opened the letter from Prince Winter.

There were two letters in the envelope.

One was from his brother, the acting king, and the other was from his sister, Princess Aphne.

Good things should be enjoyed later, so he opened his brother's letter first.

Skipping the opening words, he looked directly at the middle of the letter.

【... I don’t know if you are safe, please don’t worry about our safety. The manager of the alliance is an enlightened leader. Although our routes are different, he respects our beliefs and choices. 】

[After the war, the residents of the Honey Badger Kingdom can freely choose their future life style, as long as we promise to treat the descendants of the survivors well and always stand on the side of the masses.I didn't understand everything he said, but I think I got what I wanted at a cost that wasn't too great. 】

[We all agree that peaceful development is the way to end chaos. Under a consensus, we will become partners. 】

Yad grinned.

The things written by this bastard are still so polite, just report that you are safe, and you have to go around so many circles, and the important things are hidden in a lot of nonsense.

"Oh, I didn't admit that you are the king."

But the matter of the throne can also wait for a later date.

The thing to do now is to drive out the invaders.

Drive away the invaders who occupy the Honey Badger Kingdom, and drive away the invaders who invaded the Luoxia Province.

He opened his sister's letter.

Unlike his annoying younger brother, Aphne's letter is much more comfortable to read.

Not only is the handwriting beautiful and polite, but he didn't suffer from the stink of those civil servants and nobles. He just reported his safety in the tone of his family, and then chatted with him about the current situation.

Including the life in Dawn City, including the recent work of sorting out books, including her new friend—a little girl named Shuangxue.

There was a smile on Yade's face, and his callused index finger rubbed his bushy beard.

At first, I heard that guy from Summer said that they wanted to marry their lovely sister to a pagan, and that he was going to marry far away from the Luoxia Province. As the eldest brother, he strongly opposed it.

Outside of the oasis is a barren land, let alone a barbaric land far away from the protection of the spirit of the sand sea?
I heard that the people there were starved of food and naked, and they even ate each other in order to survive. Some predators even believed in barbaric beliefs, throwing captives into a pot for cooking, which was even more barbaric than wild animals.

Although merchants from the east described the Dawn City as a clear stream in the darkness, it was ultimately located on barbarian soil.

Even if there is a difference, how big is the difference?
Yade didn't believe in the fairytale-like picture book at all. He only reluctantly agreed with Summer's idea when he heard that the alliance had defeated the Bonechewer tribe, which was also supported by the legion.

And this filled him with guilt.

After all, in his opinion, this is undoubtedly treating his sister as a victim.

Even if he wins, he feels disgraceful when he trades his family for the victory.

But seeing his sister so happy, the uneasiness in his heart also eased a little.

At least judging from the content of the letter, life there is not as bad as I imagined.

Being able to manage the territory in such an orderly manner, the manager's son must at least be someone worthy of entrustment.

But while reading, the expression on Yade's face became subtler.

Like the letter from his brother, the second half of the letter is entirely about the league administrators.

He admitted that he was a person worth mentioning, and considering the future relationship, it was necessary for them to know the man who ruled half of the province.

But there's no need to keep him talking, right?
Among other things, he hoped that she would at least mention her fiancé, at least to let him, the eldest brother, know whether that guy is a good person or not.

However, there was no mention of this in the letter.

And I don't know where to start, the tone of this letter has become strange.

【…The managers of the alliance are deeply loved by the local residents, and I can feel that love comes from the heart, not blind obedience or submission to power. 】

【I can see the honesty of loyalty from the eyes of the young man who is the captain of the bodyguard beside him, and the unadulterated longing from the eyes of a girl serving in the guild... This is very enviable, isn't it? ?Although I admit, this made me a little bit jealous. 】

Noticing that there was something wrong with the expression on Yard's face, Prince Winter froze for a moment, and asked with concern.

"What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing."

Yade muttered with a complicated expression, folded the two letters and stuffed them into his pocket.

He felt the need to talk to his sister...and that damn stupid brother Summer.

That guy is doing something extremely dangerous.

Of course, this has to wait until the invaders are driven out.

However, compared with emotions such as nervousness and fear, his chaotic brain is filled with more complex emotions that even he himself does not understand.

And the culprit of all this is the last line of the letter before it was signed——

[I might fall in love with him. 】

……

Above the cloudless blue sky.

The majestic Heart of Steel stretched its wings wide open and closed, as well as the propellers connected in parallel to the wings.

Not far behind its buttocks, one after another planes slowly caught up and landed on the hundreds of meters long steel deck one after another.

The whole airship is like an aircraft carrier floating in the air.

Turning the Heart of Iron into an air carrier is a mosquito's brain hole, but it is not Goblin Technology that finally completes this work, but the ideal group of the enterprise and the No. 81 steel plant of the alliance.

Although in the history of the earth, the airship aircraft carrier is a failed invention, and the Akron and the Macon are bloody ironclad evidence, but it may not be so in the "game".

The Heart of Steel is not buoyant by helium or hydrogen, but by the anti-gravity system on the core of the frigate against gravity, so there is no need to worry about "violent collisions caused by turbulent airflow", "airbags cut by wings" and so on.

And it is.

A steady batch of Heart of Steel flying in the sky.

Not only that, the armor on the central axis of the airship is as flat as a flat ground, and since the armor is directly facing the keel of the airship, there are no obstacles such as anti-aircraft guns installed, and there is no need to remove the anti-aircraft guns to clear the runway.

Just don't hit the 400mm mortar on the nose of the airship.

A runway of hundreds of meters is enough for a propeller plane to land, and the airship itself can provide a certain initial velocity for the carrier-based aircraft, allowing the plane to take off with a shorter runway.

Although this puts a certain test on the pilot's driving skills and psychological quality, the alliance can still gather a mere twenty or thirty "ace pilots".

Getting out of the plane, the pig-headed brother supported the wing with his right hand and said with emotion.

"Hey... It's still fun to fly a big plane. It's been a long time since I drove this little guy."

It's a pity that the "little sparrow" ran away in the end.

However, it doesn't matter if you win.

Brother Bing and Huozi, who often worked as a gunner with him, laughed and asked.

"How many were shot down?"

The unprofessional fan shook his big ears and smiled embarrassedly.

"Hey, don't mention it, don't mention it..."

On the other side, next to a W-2 attack aircraft.

Feng Qing jumped down while supporting the cabin with a whoosh sound.

Taking off the aviator hat that was scratched by the shrapnel, she vigorously shook the hair that was blown into a chicken coop.

There was a string of bullet holes printed on the cabin, and the airflow that leaked in nearly knocked her left half of her face unconscious, and it took her a while to hide from Ababa before she recovered.

Also just got off the plane.

Guigui leaned over curiously, and searched around the hatch of her plane.

"What are you looking for?" Feng Qing looked at her curiously and blinked.

Guigui scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

"What about poetry?"

Upon hearing these words, Feng Qing's face turned red like a lantern, and he tightened his toes on the soles of his shoes.

She pinched the guy's shoulder with her teeth and claws, and she pushed her away from her car.

"Go away, go away, I don't know what you're talking about, I don't know the person you're looking for."

"Eh?! Don't you remember, it's the one—"

"Ah! You, you, stop reading!"

The noisy voice drifted from the deck to the gangway leading to the lower floor. The NPC aircrew responsible for taking the plane into the hangar all looked at these pilots in admiration.

That energetic look, it doesn't look like he just got off the battlefield of life and death at all, as if he just went to a banquet.

Just this courage and optimism to see death as home is enough to make them admire.

The other side of the airship deck.

Commander Quanshui walked up to Mosquito who just got off the plane, glanced left and right and asked.

"Where is Luo Yu? Why didn't you see him with you?"

"He," Mosquito chuckled, "the manager has arranged other work for him."

Hearing this sentence, Commander Quanshui couldn't help but have a slightly subtle expression.

"...It seems that we won't be able to see him in a few days."

……

Meanwhile, the bridge below the airship.

Vanus, who was following Chu Guang, frowned and pondered for a long time, then suddenly spoke.

"I still don't understand."

Chu Guang said kindly.

"Don't understand what?"

Vanus looked at him and asked.

"You know that this is Griffin's trap, why did you drive the airship to the front line?"

Although the deployment location and strike type of the nuclear bomb can be basically determined, but the Boulder City alone may not be able to prevent that thing.

Not to mention, they don't trust each other to the point of intelligence sharing.

Chu Guang smiled lightly and said softly.

"There is only a thousand days to be a thief, but there is no thousand days to guard against a thief."

Vanus froze for a moment, never heard of this common saying.

"What do you mean?"

Chu Guang replied concisely.

"literal meaning."

"Since the sword of Damocles may fall at any time, it is better to let it fall today."

"You can think of it as trickery, or phishing for law enforcement."

The contest at the tactical level is the collision of iron and blood.

In terms of strategy, it is more of a psychological game and intrigue where the smoke of gunpowder cannot be seen.

At present, the initiative of this game is in the hands of Griffin, but it does not mean that the guy has won.

Regardless of whether he took advantage of this loophole in the alliance, he deployed the nuclear bomb to the airport in Lost Valley as planned.

Or just throw the nuclear bomb directly at the capital of abundance to reduce the losses of allies.

The alliance is ready to deal with it.

The Death Corps has joined the Alliance mission and is on its way to the Great Rift Valley. The supply line to the north of the Legion will soon be cut off, while the Alliance supply line is taking shape, and roads and railways are ready.

If Griffin has judged this, he will definitely speed up the pace of the war, otherwise, even if his vassals win successively on the battlefield, they will eventually lose in the collapsed logistics.

Therefore, he will definitely choose a more aggressive strategy, and will definitely advance the time of the decisive battle.

The Skeleton Corps has already set off from the western border of the alliance. 35 tanks of the latest model and 60 light and heavy trucks are rushing to the Lost Valley east of the No. 4 oasis, preparing to take down the airport there.

And the Storm Corps, who followed Chu Guang to help the allies, was already in the airship and ready to go.

Although the size of the Marine Corps carried by the airship is only a thousand-man team, they are all elites.

The level and individual combat effectiveness of these players may not be the top existence in the alliance, but the abilities of the Storm Corps are definitely the most balanced.

Whether it is organization or combat style, they are the corps closest to the regular army.

If the Burning Legion is the Spear of the Alliance!

Then they are the shield of the alliance!
Staring at the handsome face on the floor-to-ceiling window, Chu Guang took a deep breath, and said something to himself in a very soft voice.

"……bring it on."

He has done all the deployment.

now--

It's your turn.

　I want to write more every day, but my hand speed is too slow, I really haven't finished writing, I will continue tomorrow...

　
(End of this chapter)