Chapter 983： Critical equilibrium (1/2)

"The defenders in the castle area of ​​Winterwolf surrendered?!"

When he heard the news, Philip stood up directly from his chair, his eyes widened.

"Yes, General," a commander of the ground troops with dust on his face is standing in the holographic projection, and the background behind him is the large ruins still smoking and fire and The soldiers in the busy operation, under the temporary lights in the distance, can also see the disarmed Tifeng soldiers being escorted, "their top commander gave up resistance, and now the shield in the castle area has been removed from The interior is closed and we are taking over various areas of the castle."

Philip frowned, just like he didn’t understand why the Tifeng people suddenly went to war a few days ago. At this time, he couldn’t understand why the other party chose to surrender. This is completely inconsistent with the highest intelligence in the current Wolfwolf. The pre-judgment of the commander's behavior is also inconsistent with the tendency to seek "a **** and ever-expanding war" after the God of War is out of control.

"Relying on the fortifications of the castle, they could have continued to resist for a while-they could even hope to stick to the arrival of reinforcements and get out of trouble," a staff member said in confusion next to him. Intact...Tifeng people surrendered like this? General, you see this..."

"Tifeng's "general wolf" has never been surrendered, let alone this generation of general wolf seems to be a hard-liner who is quite hostile to us. To be honest, I don't believe that the other party will surrender so simple," Philip shook his head. "But they have closed the castle's shield. Under the premise that our ground troops gradually take over the entire Winter Wolf Castle, I really can't think of what else they have to plan for the turnaround...theoretically if they really want to continue If you resist, any plan is stronger than surrender."

The staff asked curiously: "General, you mean..."

Philip raised his head and looked in the direction of the Magic Web terminal: "Did you contact the other party's top commander?"

"Yes, General," the commander across the communication channel nodded immediately. "I have already contacted her-but she said ‘I want to talk to people of equal status.’ I think she wants to talk to you directly.”

Philip groaned a little, then nodded: "I understand, I will pass soon. You continue to carry out the takeover and cleaning work, and build the advance camp on the spot, ready to respond to the Tifeng people's counterattack or continue to advance east. "

"Yes, General!"

...

Andesa is still lying on the bed, in fact, it is still very difficult for her to move. The buzzing noise in her ears has been attenuated a lot. The powerful physical qualities of high-order transcendents are quickly repairing the damaged parts of her body, and in the gradually recovered hearing, she can hear the noisy and busy movements outside.

His last guard was being disarmed, and the Cecilians had completely taken over the place.

They are beside themselves.

Andersa tried hard to move her gaze. She could see the Cecil soldiers in eccentric armor standing upright in all parts of the room, "guarding" here with vigilance, while she was here to take care of and care for her After being disarmed, the trusted soldiers were "invited" to another room. In theory, they should not see them for a long time.

You can’t see them... that’s fine-the young general Wolf couldn’t help thinking about it.

Because she really doesn't know how to face her subordinates who are getting along at night, whether they are contaminated by the God of War or remain completely sober...she knows her Winter Wolf Knights, knows each of them, they are sure They are all ready to fight to the last moment, and they are even prepared to fight the war machines of the Cecil with their flesh and blood. This castle can continue to stand, and it may even wait for the reinforcements behind... None of this is possible because their top commander chose to surrender after a bombing.

And after receiving the order, the entire Winter Wolf Knights chose to execute without complaint... This made Andesa feel the unspeakable pressure even more.

As the thoughts drifted away, a pain suddenly came from a wound on her body, which interrupted Andersa's thinking. She couldn't help but whispered, and her body moved slightly-but it brought more Great pain.

"Try not to move, the new potion is taking effect," a strange soldier's voice came from the side, with a little nervousness in the coldness, "If you insist, there will be a medical priest coming."

Andesa looked around and saw a young face, which was a Cecilian soldier, or maybe a low-ranking officer-they were ordinary people without magical fluctuations, and their eyes were always swaying at the moment. Shake away, Andersa really can't tell whether it's a soldier or an officer standing in front of him.

These Cecils have at least no defenders surrendering surrender... Not bad.

Just when Andersa thought about it, she heard a sound of military boots treading suddenly from the direction of the door of the room, and at the same time the young man's voice rang in her ear: "Oh, the priest is here--"

Medical priest? Pastor?

Anderson opened her eyes slightly curiously to see the direction of the footsteps. Then she saw a young woman who seemed to be wearing a costume like a nun's dress, but she could see it everywhere Devices like armor pieces, metal backpacks, and rune towline, this peculiarly dressed "nun lady" walked towards her, carrying a seemingly heavy "combat staff" in her hand. My own illusion, there seemed to be blood on the staff.

Then the "Sister Cecil" came to Andesa's bed. She put the heavy combat staff "dong" on the ground and bent down towards Andesa, who saw the other side Wearing a glove with a mechanical structure on his hand-no matter how it looks, it seems to have nothing to do with prayer and treatment.

Is this the priest responsible for treating himself? How did Cecil's nun look like this?

There was a moment of suspicion in Andersa's heart. Although it didn't seem to care about such details now, she couldn't help but whispered: "Wait, I will..."

"Don't move," the young nun said immediately, and pressed Andersa's shoulder. "Your left eye is blind-I don't want to accidentally break your other eye."

Andersa fell silent, then rubbed the corners of his mouth, a bit relieved in the bitterness: "...Is it really blind..."