Falcon City.
The once prosperous streets are now deserted.
Except for the several main roads leading to the palace and the barracks that remained open, there were obstacles and bunkers everywhere in the rest of the streets and alleys.
Several workers worked hard to fix the steel bars made of scrap iron into a pyramid-shaped horse-repelling horse with rivets, which was the eleventh they completed today.
The chief of the labor team told them that this could withstand the Alliance's tanks.
However, almost everyone feels that this is a waste of effort.
If even the river bank cannot stop the tracks of the Alliance tanks, what's the use of this kind of temporarily pieced together anti-tank horse-rejecting?
They could completely knock the houses on both sides of the street and then go around.
I heard that Bister Town has fallen.
A naked man wiped his sweat and put his tanned arms on the newly assembled anti-tank immediately.
The workers next to him looked over and an old man, who was about 40 or 50 years old, muttered suspiciously.
True or fake?
The man said in a sure tone.
It's absolutely true!Yesterday I was working outside the city, and I saw with my own eyes a team retreating from the direction of Bister Town...
Whether concerned about the progress of the war or not, the residents of Falcon City are familiar with the fortress-like settlement.
Before the Willant people came here, they were economically poor and had never tried to build a fortress in the desert.
It is precisely for this reason that the Falcon Royal Family often uttered the fortress standing in the desert and promoted it, proving that the royal family's incoming the Legion was an extremely wise decision, proving the Legion's advanced construction technology, and proving the friendship between the Falcon Kingdom and the Legion...
And this is true. Until half a month ago, Bister Town played the role of a front-line logistics hub.
No one could believe that the arrogant fortress fell so easily...
Bister...even there fell.
Are the people from the alliance going to kill?
I heard that the alliance was full of wasteland tourists who ate raw meat and drank blood. They lived in a poor and barbaric abandoned land as soon as they were born... The spirit of the sand sea is above, and God knows what those savages will ruin His Majesty's palace after they come.
Everyone whispered.
A boy with a waxy face sunburned asked nervously.
Army, where is the army?
Those tall Willant people still make him feel safe.
I heard from the radio that reinforcements from the west are coming soon. As long as they persist, the alliance will soon be flooded by tens of thousands of tanks.
However, the adults seemed to believe those words at all.
The dark-skinned man shook his head.
The Willant people are rearranging the three layers of defense, but I think it's a big deal... less than half of them have been withdrawn from Oasis No. 3.I think this battle is about to end.
Hearing this sentence, the old man next to him was frightened and quickly covered his mouth.
Shh!Shut up, be careful that the guards who were inspecting heard it!
A resident wrapped in a turban stared at him angrily.
rumor!It must be a rumor!
This sentence was quickly echoed.
That's right!Your Majesty is a chosen warrior, how could he lose?
The dark-skinned man seemed to realize his mistake and quickly changed his words to make up for it.
I said it was over, but I didn't say I lost... I mean the alliance will be over soon, and of course, the wise and powerful Majesty won.
However, even the most devout believers do not believe this sentence.
At this moment, the patrol guards were coming from a distance. Everyone quickly stopped talking and returned to their posts to continue their work.
...I said it is necessary to patrol?There are few people in this city.The guards with rifles yawned and glanced at the workers who were working honestly.
These days are definitely the most peaceful days in Falcon City.
No thieves.
No robbers.
There are not even pedestrians.
From the age of 12 to 46, all the men who could get guns were sent to the military camp or to labor camps.
Apart from His Majesty's court, there are probably no one who is idle in the entire Falcon City.
Patrols are not to catch criminals, but to find fish that misses the net.The slightly older guard glanced at the alleys on the corner of the street and was about to go in and take a look.
At this moment, a harsh alarm suddenly came from a distance.
Grass!Air strike?!
He was not the only one who changed his face. The workers who were repairing bunkers on the street also threw down their tools and ran into the alleys on the street looking for bunkers with no life.
I heard that the Alliance's planes were very tricky, like sparrows. The Willant radar could not catch them at all. Often, the bomb would fall down shortly after the air raid sirens sounded.
However, this time it was a bit abnormal.
I waited for a long time, but there was no explosion.
I didn't even see the plane.
Feeling a hint of abnormality, the older guard couldn't help but frown.
Dud?
Just as he was thinking this way, white pieces of paper suddenly floated down from the air.
What is that?
The young guard stretched out his hand curiously, caught a piece of falling paper, and opened it and took a look.
And this look doesn't matter.
The lines of words almost stopped him breathing.
Warning the Falcon King royal family!We will carry out strategic bombing on the Falcon City Royal Palace, military camp and other facilities on the last day of this week.Surrender is your only way out, and the consequences of stubborn resistance are to perish yourself!
Attachment 1: Please leave the combat area. If you cannot leave, please stay at home to avoid being accidentally injured by stray bullets or explosion fragments.
Attachment 2: Legion, Falcon Kingdom soldiers, officers and other combat units will be exempted from captives by using this leaflet to surrender to the Alliance's garrison.
Attachment 3: (Air Raid Emergency Refuge Guide), (Safe Area Location)
alliance……
Already called here?
Why hasn't it been mentioned on the radio?
A hint of panic appeared in his eyes. He looked up at the older commander, but saw that the commander was staring at the flyer in his hand, and quickly threw it away as if he was electrocuted.
Report to the sir, I definitely don't have that, that
Shut up.
The older guard glanced around and saw no one noticed this side, and walked over and picked up the flyer that the young man had thrown.
We have to collect them and destroy them... You are responsible for that, he pointed to the alley next to him, go.
The young guard breathed a sigh of relief, nodded tremblingly, and quickly trotted towards the alley.
The older guard glanced at the flyer in his hand, his eyes stayed on the map with the safety zone, and carefully recorded its position, then folded the flyer into his boots in the size of a thumb.
It is a felony to privately hide the leaflets thrown by the enemy.
But he did this by devils.
Although his superiors have been brainwashing them repeatedly, the army of the Falcon Kingdom, led by Prince William, has made rapid progress and has taken all the territory of the Lion Kingdom and the Camel Kingdom, few people will believe this kind of nonsense.
All the soldiers who came back from the east were full of horror and their pupils were dim and their pupils were dim...
That doesn't look like the winner should be.
Not far from him, the dark-skinned worker and the old man in his forties and fifties also carefully hid the flyer.
The two looked at each other and were tacitly aware of each other.
Even if it's not for yourself.
It is also for the unarmed family members.
Amid the harsh air defense alarm, a similar scene was staged everywhere in the city...
At the same time, the palace of the Falcon Royal Family.
Unlike the chaotic turmoil on the street, it is extremely quiet.
On the magnificent throne, the aging Mongoth king stared at the neatly written list in his hand expressionlessly.
This is a list sent by the Provisional Court, which records the next batch of people to be executed.
When the war is going well, there are often only one or two names on it. However, when the war situation begins to take a sharp turn, sometimes there is even a situation where there is not enough paper to write.
Among these executed people.
Some are spies, some are deserters, some are traitors who question the royal decision, or simply dissidents who are trapped in by political enemies while they are in chaos.
King Mongoth knew very well that there must be many people on the list he had been wronged, but he no longer had the heart to care about those boring problems.
He signed the list casually and threw it impatiently to the commander of the guards beside him.
Sent to the Earl of Cromway.
The Earl of Cromway was the presidency of the provisional court appointed by him, and his power overrides military courts and general courts, specializing in complexing the handling of traitors.
yes.
The captain of the guard bowed with a solemn expression and took the list with both hands.
Mongott suddenly noticed that the hands that reached in front of him were trembling slightly.
He looked up at the guard commander, his dry lips slowly opened and closed, and he called out the man's name.
Midal.
The guards commander trembled his shoulders and whispered.
What's wrong... Your Majesty.
You are scared.
I don't.
Looking at the kneeling confidant, Mongot's muddy eyes suddenly wrote about kindness, and he put his right hand on his shoulder and patted it gently.
Don't worry, the Willant people promised me...and it was the promise made by General Griffin himself, who would bring us victory.
It was not just General Griffin's promise.
His son William is also a marshal with excellent abilities.
He has prepared for this war for more than ten years, for the future of his tribe and to fulfill his ancestors' long-cherished wish...
He holds a full hand of cards in his hand, and there is no reason to lose.
Middle lowered his head, and Adam's apple moved, trying to say something but not daring, and a bitter smile squeezed out on his face blocked by the shadow.
He knew very well.
The Majesty in front of him is already crazy.
Not even just His Majesty...
Everyone here is crazy.
Including himself.
Yes...Midal said respectfully.
At this moment, footsteps came from outside the palace, and an officer trotted in, knelt on one knee on the ground, and reported quickly.
Report to Your Majesty!The league airdropped flyers in our city!They claim on the flyer that it will be on the last day of the week's air strike
How could the Alliance plane fly to us!
King Mongoth interrupted him with an unquestionable voice, and then said lightly.
Take it to me and take a look.
yes!
The officer stood up in panic and took two steps forward, handed the wrinkled leaflet in his hand to the captain of the guard, and handed it to the King Mongoth.
Mongot, who had received the flyer, just glanced lightly, hummed slightly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
...The arrogant.
After saying that, he crushed the flyer into a ball and threw it out.
In a letter William wrote to him two months ago, the capital of the lion kingdom was still surrounded by them.Even if the frontline battle situation is slightly defeated, the war will not have already reached the capital.
The city defense chief suggested that you go to the underground palace to take refuge... Seeing that His Majesty the King was indifferent, the officer was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and tried to persuade him to go to the air defense bunker to hide.
However, before his words could be finished, they were ruthlessly interrupted.
I will not go anywhere.
Looking down at the officer kneeling on the ground, Mongott clenched his fists, a trace of madness flashed through his muddy pupils.
I want to see how the Alliance planes crossed the thousands of troops under my command!
……
Bister Fortress.
Looking at the row of corpses hanging under the telephone pole, the elf Wang Fugui's expression was a little complicated, and it took him a long time to feel a sigh.
These people are cruel enough to deal with their own people.
Irena said with a subtle expression.
That's too normal.
Even the Willant people may not be Griffin's own people, let alone these entourages who are not much higher than cannon fodder.
The brief victory overshadowed a series of inequality issues, and the conquest of the Honey Badger Kingdom and the Lion Kingdom allowed the slaves to briefly regain their confidence in the best.
And when victory could not last, all the concealed contradictions surged out like pus from acne.
This kingdom is already crazy...
From king to common people.
Fortunately, this is the last madness.
At the east gate of Bister Fortress, trucks were driving in, and a large number of building materials were sent here through Oasis No. 3.
According to the administrator's order.
They want to strengthen Bister Town, completely transform the fortress that acts as a supply hub into an offensive fortress, and deploy at least 100 155mm artillery on a 5-kilometer-wide frontline, bringing the border of the Falcon Kingdom within the range of the artillery.
Not only that, large and small engineering equipment imported from Ideal City was also sent here, including excavators and road rollers.
According to the Alliance, not only will a road from Oasis 3 to Bister Town be built, but also an airport to the east of the attack fortress.
Military camp entrance.
With a flattering smile on Widrier's face, he walked to the mole and respectfully handed out the notebook in his hand.
Adult, this is what you want.
The notebook records in detail the movements of each army passing by here, including number, personnel, supplies, and whereabouts.
This was what he spent all morning racking his brains to sort it out.
The Mole glanced briefly and made a simple comparison with the information he had plundered from the adjutant of Widley.
After confirming that there was no problem, he nodded.
Good job, you are free.
Widley stood still.
The mole looked at him and raised his eyebrows.
Don't you understand what I said?
Widley quickly explained.
No, no, adults... the youngest just want to stay and serve you.
Work for me?Mole looked at this guy curiously, not knowing which play he was singing again.
Seeing the inquiring gaze of the corps commander, Widriel nodded quickly and said righteously, Yes, sir!The Willant people held our king hostage, controlled our country, and committed the crime of mutual anger between man and God in this desert... Although I am not talented, I am willing to stand on the side of justice and conscience and contribute to the alliance!
He is not stupid.
The Falcon Kingdom is over.
A baron like him who is neither high nor low, has no blood relatives who can help in other kingdoms. He will die wherever he goes. It is better to have a living next to the alliance.
I don't like this speculative guy very much. Mole didn't want to agree, but I thought about it and it would be nice to have an obedient local guide following me.
Although the next mission of the Skeleton Corps has been restricted and feinted, the alliance will not occupy Oasis 2 for strategic reasons, the nail nailed on the belly of Oasis 2 will remain forever.
After this war is over, maybe there will be many refugees passing by Oasis No. 2 here...
Thinking of this, he nodded.
OK, then you can keep it.
Widriel was overjoyed when he heard this. If he hadn't figured out that this strange-minded adult didn't like others to kneel down, he would have liked to kneel down on the spot to thank him for his grace of recreation.
The adjutant standing aside did not have the same vision as him, and he knelt down without thinking.
The young are also willing to follow the footsteps of the alliance and work hard for the administrators...
As soon as he got up, the mole said with a black thread, "Don't kneel every time, we won't eat this."
Before the adjutant could come to his senses, Widriel, who was standing next to him, quickly kicked him in the ass.
Did you hear it!Let you get up.
This kick is somewhat like writing to avenge private revenge.
He didn't forget that these dogs stripped his clothes as white flags.
yes!yes!
The deputy looked aggrieved and thought to himself that I was not learning from you, but he still didn't dare to tell the truth from his heart, so he quickly stood up timidly.
Completely immersed in a new identity, Wedriel did not treat himself as an outsider at all, and asked diligently with Mole.
Sir, when will we set out to teach those big noses a lesson?I've long disliked them!
The mole said impatiently.
We naturally have our plans. If you can't wait, you will get a gun to rush them.
When he heard this, the enthusiasm on Widrier suddenly seemed to have been poured with a bucket of cold water. He smiled awkwardly, shut up and stopped talking...
……
Although Widriel wanted to lie down and lick his soles, Mole didn't fully trust this exaggerated guy.
After reporting the news to the manager, he arranged for the dog as a foreman and threw it to the construction site east of Bister Town to work.
no way.
It's so disgusting to watch every day.
Although I wish my opponents were all this kind of corrupt, it was true that warriors like Raychere were even more respectable.
Unlike Mole's disgust, Widriel was very satisfied with this new job, and even satisfied to the point of being moved.
Being the captain of the labor team, it is always better to go to the front line to be cannon fodder.
It seems that the alliance does treat the prisoners as well as the rumored ones.
Unfortunately, he is not Marshal William.
Otherwise, he would have surrendered with the entire Falcon Kingdom army and ended this stupid and futureless war as soon as possible.
……
The third day after entering the construction team.
Seeing another team of trucks driving through the checkpoint not far away, the adjutant standing next to Widley said muttering.
Is the alliance planning to stay here for the rest of his life?
Trucks have been driving in these days, and planes have been landing one after another. The unloaded supplies are enough for several teams of 10,000 people.
But the alliance's army continued to move forward.
Everyone in the Labor Team had been speculating before that the alliance was caught off guard by the plan to fight the Legion, but the result was not the case at all.
Widriel was also confused.
But he is an honest and honest person and knows that he shouldn't know much about things he shouldn't know.
He kicked the adjutant in the ass and whispered.
Look around and work quickly!
The deputy immediately closed his mouth and glared at the guy fiercely. He dared not say anything and dug a hole honestly.
……
It was not just Widriel and his coworkers who were confused about the league's actions.
There is also General Griffin, the commander-in-chief of the Legion, Luoxia Province.
He stared at the map on the table with a frown, a hint of obvious confusion written on his face.
As he expected, the league took over the Bister Fortress.
However, what he couldn't understand was that the Alliance armored troops that had knocked on the gate of Oasis No. 2 did not continue to move forward as he had imagined, but stopped on the spot.
Not only that, according to the report of the Frontline Reconnaissance Force, a large number of trucks and engineering equipment were transported into Bister Town, which seemed to be strengthening the local infrastructure.
This made Griffin even more confused.
He was ready to fight to the death with the alliance again, and even he himself was ready to die generously.
However, the alliance, which had a blitzkrieg posture a few days ago, suddenly stopped fighting.
This made him feel like he had nowhere to use it.
What exactly do these guys want to do???
… According to the frontline reconnaissance forces, planes have frequently landed near Bister town recently.Standing next to the command table, the staff officer who knew nothing about Griffin's plan said in a deep voice.
Killer whale?
Not only...there are many propeller planes.
Griffin frowned.
Is there an airport in Bister Town?
Could it be that it was recently practiced?
Propeller aircraft have low requirements for airports, but have they changed the runway on the Heart of Steel?
Why do you need to build another airport on the front line?
This sudden caution always gave him an ominous premonition, especially the information about the landing of a large number of planes near Bister Town made him feel more concerned.
Although he didn't care what means the alliance used, he would have to complete that plan before the end of the month, but the ominous premonition in his heart still couldn't get rid of it.
At this moment, the messenger trotted in from outside.
Report!News came from the royal capital that the alliance dropped flyers above the royal capital, claiming that it would carry out strategic bombing on Falcon City on the last day of this week!
The last day of the week.
That is, the day after tomorrow?
Griffin suddenly thought of something, his pupils contracted slightly, he looked at the map suddenly, and then quickly looked at the staff officer on the side.
Which unit is closest to Falcon City?
The staff officer was stunned for a moment and answered immediately.
It is the 20,000-man team of the Falcon Kingdom that was retreating and resting... They are about two days away from the King Capital.
For the final battle with the league.
They have concentrated all their troops on the border line of Oasis No. 2, and the remaining entourage troops in the rear are those who have been crippled.
Griffin's heart tightened and he quickly ordered.
Let them go to Falcon City immediately!Be sure to arrive within two days!
Go to Falcon City?
The officers standing around were stunned.
It is at least three or four hundred kilometers from the front line to Falcon City.
They knew that the league's airborne troops were very strong, and General Soft of the 40000th man fell into the hands of the Burning Corps.
But you won’t use airborne troops to attack the city, right?
The city defense force stationed in Falcon City and the royal guards have a total of five or six thousand people, and there are river embankments to protect them.
Want to conquer such a fortress...
How many planes will need to be invested?
What's more, with the self-sustaining ability of paratroopers, fighting hundreds of kilometers away from reinforcements and supply lines, what's the difference between it and sending death?
However, seeing the gloomy expression on Griffin's face, the staff officer standing aside did not dare to ask too much, so he could only stand attentively and said straight.
yes!
Retracting his gaze from the staff officer, Griffin looked at the map again, his fists slowly clenched and loosened, and his face changed to a turbulent and sunny day.
The Alliance built a temporary airport on the front line and assembled a large number of aircraft from the rear... This was obviously not intended to bomb a target within twenty kilometers.
This is almost a bright card!
He didn't understand why the alliance put the best option and did not choose, but he insisted on adopting the most risky plan. However, the experience accumulated over the years of military service told him that when the other party makes unexpected actions, he must be wary of the other party's possible grasp of the information that he shouldn't have.
...The capital.
Griffin, who was chewing the word repeatedly and muttered softly in his mouth.
What the hell do you want to do?
At the same time.
The desert on the southeast side of Oasis No. 2.
The Iron Heart, which had sailed hundreds of kilometers in the unmanned land, finally showed its figure from the howling wind and yellow sand.
Inside the bridge.
General McCross was staring at the man in power armor with a pale face, his eyes flashing with anger of hatred, but he did not dare to say anything.
He didn't expect that he would one day return to the airship in this form.
This made him recall that shameful memory...
Standing in the corner, Fenold didn't dare to look at him, so he had to find a gap on the ground to distract himself.
Fortunately, General McClass did not pay any attention to him at all, and he saw that man in his eyes.
What do you want to do when you brought me here?Finally unable to bear the hatred, McClellan said gritting his teeth.
He didn't care about his hatred eyes at all, Chu Guang replied in a relaxed tone.
Invite you to see the finale.
ending?McClane was slightly stunned, then sneered, is it too early to speak loudly now?
Looking at his forced calm face, Chu Guang laughed and teased.
Be happy, you will be reunited with your old friends soon.
The Legion will not surrender.McClan stared at him, never.
Is that true?
Chu Guang smiled faintly, without responding to his weak struggle, and turned his gaze out of the floor-to-ceiling window.
The green outline gradually emerged behind the misty yellow sand and was printed on the horizon that was looming in the distance.
From the bone chewing chaos that swept the river valley to the flames burning above the falling sunset…
The day of liquidation has finally arrived.
After this battle, the alliance will usher in long-term peace.
As a dedicated and professional planner, he has to take some time to think about a new version.
But before this
It's time to end the war.
The once prosperous streets are now deserted.
Except for the several main roads leading to the palace and the barracks that remained open, there were obstacles and bunkers everywhere in the rest of the streets and alleys.
Several workers worked hard to fix the steel bars made of scrap iron into a pyramid-shaped horse-repelling horse with rivets, which was the eleventh they completed today.
The chief of the labor team told them that this could withstand the Alliance's tanks.
However, almost everyone feels that this is a waste of effort.
If even the river bank cannot stop the tracks of the Alliance tanks, what's the use of this kind of temporarily pieced together anti-tank horse-rejecting?
They could completely knock the houses on both sides of the street and then go around.
I heard that Bister Town has fallen.
A naked man wiped his sweat and put his tanned arms on the newly assembled anti-tank immediately.
The workers next to him looked over and an old man, who was about 40 or 50 years old, muttered suspiciously.
True or fake?
The man said in a sure tone.
It's absolutely true!Yesterday I was working outside the city, and I saw with my own eyes a team retreating from the direction of Bister Town...
Whether concerned about the progress of the war or not, the residents of Falcon City are familiar with the fortress-like settlement.
Before the Willant people came here, they were economically poor and had never tried to build a fortress in the desert.
It is precisely for this reason that the Falcon Royal Family often uttered the fortress standing in the desert and promoted it, proving that the royal family's incoming the Legion was an extremely wise decision, proving the Legion's advanced construction technology, and proving the friendship between the Falcon Kingdom and the Legion...
And this is true. Until half a month ago, Bister Town played the role of a front-line logistics hub.
No one could believe that the arrogant fortress fell so easily...
Bister...even there fell.
Are the people from the alliance going to kill?
I heard that the alliance was full of wasteland tourists who ate raw meat and drank blood. They lived in a poor and barbaric abandoned land as soon as they were born... The spirit of the sand sea is above, and God knows what those savages will ruin His Majesty's palace after they come.
Everyone whispered.
A boy with a waxy face sunburned asked nervously.
Army, where is the army?
Those tall Willant people still make him feel safe.
I heard from the radio that reinforcements from the west are coming soon. As long as they persist, the alliance will soon be flooded by tens of thousands of tanks.
However, the adults seemed to believe those words at all.
The dark-skinned man shook his head.
The Willant people are rearranging the three layers of defense, but I think it's a big deal... less than half of them have been withdrawn from Oasis No. 3.I think this battle is about to end.
Hearing this sentence, the old man next to him was frightened and quickly covered his mouth.
Shh!Shut up, be careful that the guards who were inspecting heard it!
A resident wrapped in a turban stared at him angrily.
rumor!It must be a rumor!
This sentence was quickly echoed.
That's right!Your Majesty is a chosen warrior, how could he lose?
The dark-skinned man seemed to realize his mistake and quickly changed his words to make up for it.
I said it was over, but I didn't say I lost... I mean the alliance will be over soon, and of course, the wise and powerful Majesty won.
However, even the most devout believers do not believe this sentence.
At this moment, the patrol guards were coming from a distance. Everyone quickly stopped talking and returned to their posts to continue their work.
...I said it is necessary to patrol?There are few people in this city.The guards with rifles yawned and glanced at the workers who were working honestly.
These days are definitely the most peaceful days in Falcon City.
No thieves.
No robbers.
There are not even pedestrians.
From the age of 12 to 46, all the men who could get guns were sent to the military camp or to labor camps.
Apart from His Majesty's court, there are probably no one who is idle in the entire Falcon City.
Patrols are not to catch criminals, but to find fish that misses the net.The slightly older guard glanced at the alleys on the corner of the street and was about to go in and take a look.
At this moment, a harsh alarm suddenly came from a distance.
Grass!Air strike?!
He was not the only one who changed his face. The workers who were repairing bunkers on the street also threw down their tools and ran into the alleys on the street looking for bunkers with no life.
I heard that the Alliance's planes were very tricky, like sparrows. The Willant radar could not catch them at all. Often, the bomb would fall down shortly after the air raid sirens sounded.
However, this time it was a bit abnormal.
I waited for a long time, but there was no explosion.
I didn't even see the plane.
Feeling a hint of abnormality, the older guard couldn't help but frown.
Dud?
Just as he was thinking this way, white pieces of paper suddenly floated down from the air.
What is that?
The young guard stretched out his hand curiously, caught a piece of falling paper, and opened it and took a look.
And this look doesn't matter.
The lines of words almost stopped him breathing.
Warning the Falcon King royal family!We will carry out strategic bombing on the Falcon City Royal Palace, military camp and other facilities on the last day of this week.Surrender is your only way out, and the consequences of stubborn resistance are to perish yourself!
Attachment 1: Please leave the combat area. If you cannot leave, please stay at home to avoid being accidentally injured by stray bullets or explosion fragments.
Attachment 2: Legion, Falcon Kingdom soldiers, officers and other combat units will be exempted from captives by using this leaflet to surrender to the Alliance's garrison.
Attachment 3: (Air Raid Emergency Refuge Guide), (Safe Area Location)
alliance……
Already called here?
Why hasn't it been mentioned on the radio?
A hint of panic appeared in his eyes. He looked up at the older commander, but saw that the commander was staring at the flyer in his hand, and quickly threw it away as if he was electrocuted.
Report to the sir, I definitely don't have that, that
Shut up.
The older guard glanced around and saw no one noticed this side, and walked over and picked up the flyer that the young man had thrown.
We have to collect them and destroy them... You are responsible for that, he pointed to the alley next to him, go.
The young guard breathed a sigh of relief, nodded tremblingly, and quickly trotted towards the alley.
The older guard glanced at the flyer in his hand, his eyes stayed on the map with the safety zone, and carefully recorded its position, then folded the flyer into his boots in the size of a thumb.
It is a felony to privately hide the leaflets thrown by the enemy.
But he did this by devils.
Although his superiors have been brainwashing them repeatedly, the army of the Falcon Kingdom, led by Prince William, has made rapid progress and has taken all the territory of the Lion Kingdom and the Camel Kingdom, few people will believe this kind of nonsense.
All the soldiers who came back from the east were full of horror and their pupils were dim and their pupils were dim...
That doesn't look like the winner should be.
Not far from him, the dark-skinned worker and the old man in his forties and fifties also carefully hid the flyer.
The two looked at each other and were tacitly aware of each other.
Even if it's not for yourself.
It is also for the unarmed family members.
Amid the harsh air defense alarm, a similar scene was staged everywhere in the city...
At the same time, the palace of the Falcon Royal Family.
Unlike the chaotic turmoil on the street, it is extremely quiet.
On the magnificent throne, the aging Mongoth king stared at the neatly written list in his hand expressionlessly.
This is a list sent by the Provisional Court, which records the next batch of people to be executed.
When the war is going well, there are often only one or two names on it. However, when the war situation begins to take a sharp turn, sometimes there is even a situation where there is not enough paper to write.
Among these executed people.
Some are spies, some are deserters, some are traitors who question the royal decision, or simply dissidents who are trapped in by political enemies while they are in chaos.
King Mongoth knew very well that there must be many people on the list he had been wronged, but he no longer had the heart to care about those boring problems.
He signed the list casually and threw it impatiently to the commander of the guards beside him.
Sent to the Earl of Cromway.
The Earl of Cromway was the presidency of the provisional court appointed by him, and his power overrides military courts and general courts, specializing in complexing the handling of traitors.
yes.
The captain of the guard bowed with a solemn expression and took the list with both hands.
Mongott suddenly noticed that the hands that reached in front of him were trembling slightly.
He looked up at the guard commander, his dry lips slowly opened and closed, and he called out the man's name.
Midal.
The guards commander trembled his shoulders and whispered.
What's wrong... Your Majesty.
You are scared.
I don't.
Looking at the kneeling confidant, Mongot's muddy eyes suddenly wrote about kindness, and he put his right hand on his shoulder and patted it gently.
Don't worry, the Willant people promised me...and it was the promise made by General Griffin himself, who would bring us victory.
It was not just General Griffin's promise.
His son William is also a marshal with excellent abilities.
He has prepared for this war for more than ten years, for the future of his tribe and to fulfill his ancestors' long-cherished wish...
He holds a full hand of cards in his hand, and there is no reason to lose.
Middle lowered his head, and Adam's apple moved, trying to say something but not daring, and a bitter smile squeezed out on his face blocked by the shadow.
He knew very well.
The Majesty in front of him is already crazy.
Not even just His Majesty...
Everyone here is crazy.
Including himself.
Yes...Midal said respectfully.
At this moment, footsteps came from outside the palace, and an officer trotted in, knelt on one knee on the ground, and reported quickly.
Report to Your Majesty!The league airdropped flyers in our city!They claim on the flyer that it will be on the last day of the week's air strike
How could the Alliance plane fly to us!
King Mongoth interrupted him with an unquestionable voice, and then said lightly.
Take it to me and take a look.
yes!
The officer stood up in panic and took two steps forward, handed the wrinkled leaflet in his hand to the captain of the guard, and handed it to the King Mongoth.
Mongot, who had received the flyer, just glanced lightly, hummed slightly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
...The arrogant.
After saying that, he crushed the flyer into a ball and threw it out.
In a letter William wrote to him two months ago, the capital of the lion kingdom was still surrounded by them.Even if the frontline battle situation is slightly defeated, the war will not have already reached the capital.
The city defense chief suggested that you go to the underground palace to take refuge... Seeing that His Majesty the King was indifferent, the officer was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and tried to persuade him to go to the air defense bunker to hide.
However, before his words could be finished, they were ruthlessly interrupted.
I will not go anywhere.
Looking down at the officer kneeling on the ground, Mongott clenched his fists, a trace of madness flashed through his muddy pupils.
I want to see how the Alliance planes crossed the thousands of troops under my command!
……
Bister Fortress.
Looking at the row of corpses hanging under the telephone pole, the elf Wang Fugui's expression was a little complicated, and it took him a long time to feel a sigh.
These people are cruel enough to deal with their own people.
Irena said with a subtle expression.
That's too normal.
Even the Willant people may not be Griffin's own people, let alone these entourages who are not much higher than cannon fodder.
The brief victory overshadowed a series of inequality issues, and the conquest of the Honey Badger Kingdom and the Lion Kingdom allowed the slaves to briefly regain their confidence in the best.
And when victory could not last, all the concealed contradictions surged out like pus from acne.
This kingdom is already crazy...
From king to common people.
Fortunately, this is the last madness.
At the east gate of Bister Fortress, trucks were driving in, and a large number of building materials were sent here through Oasis No. 3.
According to the administrator's order.
They want to strengthen Bister Town, completely transform the fortress that acts as a supply hub into an offensive fortress, and deploy at least 100 155mm artillery on a 5-kilometer-wide frontline, bringing the border of the Falcon Kingdom within the range of the artillery.
Not only that, large and small engineering equipment imported from Ideal City was also sent here, including excavators and road rollers.
According to the Alliance, not only will a road from Oasis 3 to Bister Town be built, but also an airport to the east of the attack fortress.
Military camp entrance.
With a flattering smile on Widrier's face, he walked to the mole and respectfully handed out the notebook in his hand.
Adult, this is what you want.
The notebook records in detail the movements of each army passing by here, including number, personnel, supplies, and whereabouts.
This was what he spent all morning racking his brains to sort it out.
The Mole glanced briefly and made a simple comparison with the information he had plundered from the adjutant of Widley.
After confirming that there was no problem, he nodded.
Good job, you are free.
Widley stood still.
The mole looked at him and raised his eyebrows.
Don't you understand what I said?
Widley quickly explained.
No, no, adults... the youngest just want to stay and serve you.
Work for me?Mole looked at this guy curiously, not knowing which play he was singing again.
Seeing the inquiring gaze of the corps commander, Widriel nodded quickly and said righteously, Yes, sir!The Willant people held our king hostage, controlled our country, and committed the crime of mutual anger between man and God in this desert... Although I am not talented, I am willing to stand on the side of justice and conscience and contribute to the alliance!
He is not stupid.
The Falcon Kingdom is over.
A baron like him who is neither high nor low, has no blood relatives who can help in other kingdoms. He will die wherever he goes. It is better to have a living next to the alliance.
I don't like this speculative guy very much. Mole didn't want to agree, but I thought about it and it would be nice to have an obedient local guide following me.
Although the next mission of the Skeleton Corps has been restricted and feinted, the alliance will not occupy Oasis 2 for strategic reasons, the nail nailed on the belly of Oasis 2 will remain forever.
After this war is over, maybe there will be many refugees passing by Oasis No. 2 here...
Thinking of this, he nodded.
OK, then you can keep it.
Widriel was overjoyed when he heard this. If he hadn't figured out that this strange-minded adult didn't like others to kneel down, he would have liked to kneel down on the spot to thank him for his grace of recreation.
The adjutant standing aside did not have the same vision as him, and he knelt down without thinking.
The young are also willing to follow the footsteps of the alliance and work hard for the administrators...
As soon as he got up, the mole said with a black thread, "Don't kneel every time, we won't eat this."
Before the adjutant could come to his senses, Widriel, who was standing next to him, quickly kicked him in the ass.
Did you hear it!Let you get up.
This kick is somewhat like writing to avenge private revenge.
He didn't forget that these dogs stripped his clothes as white flags.
yes!yes!
The deputy looked aggrieved and thought to himself that I was not learning from you, but he still didn't dare to tell the truth from his heart, so he quickly stood up timidly.
Completely immersed in a new identity, Wedriel did not treat himself as an outsider at all, and asked diligently with Mole.
Sir, when will we set out to teach those big noses a lesson?I've long disliked them!
The mole said impatiently.
We naturally have our plans. If you can't wait, you will get a gun to rush them.
When he heard this, the enthusiasm on Widrier suddenly seemed to have been poured with a bucket of cold water. He smiled awkwardly, shut up and stopped talking...
……
Although Widriel wanted to lie down and lick his soles, Mole didn't fully trust this exaggerated guy.
After reporting the news to the manager, he arranged for the dog as a foreman and threw it to the construction site east of Bister Town to work.
no way.
It's so disgusting to watch every day.
Although I wish my opponents were all this kind of corrupt, it was true that warriors like Raychere were even more respectable.
Unlike Mole's disgust, Widriel was very satisfied with this new job, and even satisfied to the point of being moved.
Being the captain of the labor team, it is always better to go to the front line to be cannon fodder.
It seems that the alliance does treat the prisoners as well as the rumored ones.
Unfortunately, he is not Marshal William.
Otherwise, he would have surrendered with the entire Falcon Kingdom army and ended this stupid and futureless war as soon as possible.
……
The third day after entering the construction team.
Seeing another team of trucks driving through the checkpoint not far away, the adjutant standing next to Widley said muttering.
Is the alliance planning to stay here for the rest of his life?
Trucks have been driving in these days, and planes have been landing one after another. The unloaded supplies are enough for several teams of 10,000 people.
But the alliance's army continued to move forward.
Everyone in the Labor Team had been speculating before that the alliance was caught off guard by the plan to fight the Legion, but the result was not the case at all.
Widriel was also confused.
But he is an honest and honest person and knows that he shouldn't know much about things he shouldn't know.
He kicked the adjutant in the ass and whispered.
Look around and work quickly!
The deputy immediately closed his mouth and glared at the guy fiercely. He dared not say anything and dug a hole honestly.
……
It was not just Widriel and his coworkers who were confused about the league's actions.
There is also General Griffin, the commander-in-chief of the Legion, Luoxia Province.
He stared at the map on the table with a frown, a hint of obvious confusion written on his face.
As he expected, the league took over the Bister Fortress.
However, what he couldn't understand was that the Alliance armored troops that had knocked on the gate of Oasis No. 2 did not continue to move forward as he had imagined, but stopped on the spot.
Not only that, according to the report of the Frontline Reconnaissance Force, a large number of trucks and engineering equipment were transported into Bister Town, which seemed to be strengthening the local infrastructure.
This made Griffin even more confused.
He was ready to fight to the death with the alliance again, and even he himself was ready to die generously.
However, the alliance, which had a blitzkrieg posture a few days ago, suddenly stopped fighting.
This made him feel like he had nowhere to use it.
What exactly do these guys want to do???
… According to the frontline reconnaissance forces, planes have frequently landed near Bister town recently.Standing next to the command table, the staff officer who knew nothing about Griffin's plan said in a deep voice.
Killer whale?
Not only...there are many propeller planes.
Griffin frowned.
Is there an airport in Bister Town?
Could it be that it was recently practiced?
Propeller aircraft have low requirements for airports, but have they changed the runway on the Heart of Steel?
Why do you need to build another airport on the front line?
This sudden caution always gave him an ominous premonition, especially the information about the landing of a large number of planes near Bister Town made him feel more concerned.
Although he didn't care what means the alliance used, he would have to complete that plan before the end of the month, but the ominous premonition in his heart still couldn't get rid of it.
At this moment, the messenger trotted in from outside.
Report!News came from the royal capital that the alliance dropped flyers above the royal capital, claiming that it would carry out strategic bombing on Falcon City on the last day of this week!
The last day of the week.
That is, the day after tomorrow?
Griffin suddenly thought of something, his pupils contracted slightly, he looked at the map suddenly, and then quickly looked at the staff officer on the side.
Which unit is closest to Falcon City?
The staff officer was stunned for a moment and answered immediately.
It is the 20,000-man team of the Falcon Kingdom that was retreating and resting... They are about two days away from the King Capital.
For the final battle with the league.
They have concentrated all their troops on the border line of Oasis No. 2, and the remaining entourage troops in the rear are those who have been crippled.
Griffin's heart tightened and he quickly ordered.
Let them go to Falcon City immediately!Be sure to arrive within two days!
Go to Falcon City?
The officers standing around were stunned.
It is at least three or four hundred kilometers from the front line to Falcon City.
They knew that the league's airborne troops were very strong, and General Soft of the 40000th man fell into the hands of the Burning Corps.
But you won’t use airborne troops to attack the city, right?
The city defense force stationed in Falcon City and the royal guards have a total of five or six thousand people, and there are river embankments to protect them.
Want to conquer such a fortress...
How many planes will need to be invested?
What's more, with the self-sustaining ability of paratroopers, fighting hundreds of kilometers away from reinforcements and supply lines, what's the difference between it and sending death?
However, seeing the gloomy expression on Griffin's face, the staff officer standing aside did not dare to ask too much, so he could only stand attentively and said straight.
yes!
Retracting his gaze from the staff officer, Griffin looked at the map again, his fists slowly clenched and loosened, and his face changed to a turbulent and sunny day.
The Alliance built a temporary airport on the front line and assembled a large number of aircraft from the rear... This was obviously not intended to bomb a target within twenty kilometers.
This is almost a bright card!
He didn't understand why the alliance put the best option and did not choose, but he insisted on adopting the most risky plan. However, the experience accumulated over the years of military service told him that when the other party makes unexpected actions, he must be wary of the other party's possible grasp of the information that he shouldn't have.
...The capital.
Griffin, who was chewing the word repeatedly and muttered softly in his mouth.
What the hell do you want to do?
At the same time.
The desert on the southeast side of Oasis No. 2.
The Iron Heart, which had sailed hundreds of kilometers in the unmanned land, finally showed its figure from the howling wind and yellow sand.
Inside the bridge.
General McCross was staring at the man in power armor with a pale face, his eyes flashing with anger of hatred, but he did not dare to say anything.
He didn't expect that he would one day return to the airship in this form.
This made him recall that shameful memory...
Standing in the corner, Fenold didn't dare to look at him, so he had to find a gap on the ground to distract himself.
Fortunately, General McClass did not pay any attention to him at all, and he saw that man in his eyes.
What do you want to do when you brought me here?Finally unable to bear the hatred, McClellan said gritting his teeth.
He didn't care about his hatred eyes at all, Chu Guang replied in a relaxed tone.
Invite you to see the finale.
ending?McClane was slightly stunned, then sneered, is it too early to speak loudly now?
Looking at his forced calm face, Chu Guang laughed and teased.
Be happy, you will be reunited with your old friends soon.
The Legion will not surrender.McClan stared at him, never.
Is that true?
Chu Guang smiled faintly, without responding to his weak struggle, and turned his gaze out of the floor-to-ceiling window.
The green outline gradually emerged behind the misty yellow sand and was printed on the horizon that was looming in the distance.
From the bone chewing chaos that swept the river valley to the flames burning above the falling sunset…
The day of liquidation has finally arrived.
After this battle, the alliance will usher in long-term peace.
As a dedicated and professional planner, he has to take some time to think about a new version.
But before this
It's time to end the war.
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