Chapter 981： Spiral bottom (1/2)

Bloody, Andesa is no stranger to this smell.

She stood in front of the gate of the communication tower, keeping the attitude of pushing the gate halfway, the perception of the high-order transcendent spread out, and the various breaths in the tower came into her mind, just a few seconds later , She retreated directly and closed the gate again.

She turned around, took a big step, and walked in the direction of the East Hall like a wind, and countless thoughts and speculations were mixed with the information revealed in all the things in the recent period, in her mind Run like a storm. Her steps gradually stabilized, and questions began to appear in her mind. The first question that came up was-

If you want to blind the highest commander of Winterwolf for 24 hours without any dead ends, to ensure that no soldiers accidentally break the "curtain" in the process...how many people are needed?

On the way to the East Hall, Andesa carefully discerned the possible illusions that existed beside her. She checked all the anomalies one by one, and restored a little bit of the original "fare" in the past two days.

Count Palin Winterburg stood in front of the magic focus of the East Hall. The circular platform in the center of this hall is inlaid with huge crystal installations, and the magical glory on the installations continues to flow. The focus of the Earl of Winterhold is on the main streams of light-from which he monitors the entire Winterwolf. The balance of magic power and shield load can be used to adjust the deployment and rotation of the Black Flag Magician Group at any time to ensure that the mages and the fortress can be kept in the best condition at any time.

In addition to the Earl of Winterhold, there were only a dozen combat mages in the hall as sentries, guarding the portals everywhere.

As soon as Anderson stepped into the hall, the Earl of Winterhold felt her breath. The elegant and elegant middle-aged man raised his head and casually said, "You came just right, Andersa."

The next second, he noticed the exceptionally solemn expression on Andesa's face and the kind of solemnness conveyed faintly.

"What's going on?" asked the Earl of Winterhold, and before his words fell, a layer of soundproof enchantment had risen out of thin air, completely covering the surrounding area within a few meters. "This place is safe."

"All the mages on duty in the messaging tower are dead," Andesa knew of the sound barrier, but she couldn't help but lower her voice, with a serious and almost terrible expression on her face, "The time of death is probably around one day ago."

In addition, she didn’t need to explain the second sentence at all. The count of Count Wintercastle instantly gloomed. Within a few seconds, the extremely agile commander of the battle mage had traced all the time nodes in her mind. , Tracing back all the key events that can be connected with the communication tower, he said in a deep voice at the next moment: "So, none of the information we should have sent out..."

"Or worse-what the Wolfwolf transmitted is all news that should not be transmitted."

"The adjutant beside you...No, he is not enough, there are more people..." The Earl of Winterhold was in a good tone, and he did not question whether the explosive news suddenly brought by Andersa was true or false, because he knew The friend's daughter, the other party is unlikely to talk vaguely on such things, "They are all affected..."

Andes breathed softly: "Not all affected people will be completely out of control like those priests, more people are hidden between us, and they... are sensible."

An unspeakable depression enveloped her, and even the creeping terror was revealed in the depression. For death, Andesa is not strange or fearful, but she finds that she is now facing something more terrifying than life and death on the battlefield-it seems to be everywhere, invisible and quality, it is hidden in every one Beside people, even hidden in the depths of everyone's soul, it stirs up the lives and deaths of countless people, but many people do not even know that it has been there until they die...

For many years, the fortress of Winter Wolf Castle and the countless soldiers in the fortress have always been the source of pride and confidence in Andesa, but at this moment, she is like an abyss in this fortress.

"What are you going to do?" said Earl Winterburg staring at Andesa suddenly, his eyes as sharp as the stars in the winter night, "Do you still have a way to save it?"

Andersa bit her lip and looked somber: "... In a sense, I even worry that we have lost control of the Wolfwolf-those out-of-control believers of God of War are obviously pushing a war, so any Actions that want to prevent the deterioration of the war will inevitably be countered, and I don’t dare to gamble on the extent to which the soldiers of Winterwolf are penetrated.

For the young general Wolf, this is really ironic and shameful. A fortress commander lost control of his own fortress and his army for such reasons when the war arrived. This kind of thing may have never happened since the founding of Tifeng, but now it is in the future of the Wendell family. On the head of the successor, if it is not personal experience, who can believe this?

Admittedly, Andesa knew that the situation might not be that bad. She did not really completely lose control of the Wolfwolf and the troops. More than half of the soldiers in this fortress must still be loyal to her. However, from the results, The severity of the incident and total loss of control are not much different-in this case, she has no spare power and no way to identify those polluters who are hidden among ordinary soldiers, not to mention... Cecil also Continue to attack the fortress.

The explosion continued from the west wall, and the Cecil's long-range artillery launched a new round of bombing.

And in this explosion-like explosion, Earl of Winterhold looked at Andersa’s eyes: "Sense and logic tell me that there will be no winner in this war, and both Cecil and Tiffin are entering the abyss. The most fatal problem we have now is that all communication channels have been cut off or interfered, even including the sent messengers... The Cecilians are very likely to miscalculate the situation of the Winter Wolf Fort, or even the entire Tifeng Empire. Situation, once they cross this line of defense, then even if there is no stalk of the God of War church, this war will become a disaster..."

"So I'm thinking about how to regain some initiative. We have to find a way to send the news out of Winterwolf-whether it's sent to the imperial capital or to the Cecil," Andersa clenched his fists. "And To prevent those who are contaminated from perceiving and destroying this..."

"There is one more important point..." said the Earl of Winterhold. However, just halfway through his words, a series of explosions that were denser and more disturbing than before were heard from a distance, which sounded like the Southwest The shield was bombarded.

"There is one more important point," the sound of the explosion subsided a little, and the Earl of Winterhold repeated it again, "Not all soldiers and officers understand what is happening like you and I--I mean those who keep Sober, unaffected soldiers. The cataclysm is a secret. We had hidden it before. The fighters of the empire now only know that we have waged a full-scale battle with the Cecilians, and they have reached the city of Winterwolf. Outside the city walls, your external contact and'summary' behavior will inevitably shake them up."

"I can't control that much now," Andesa said immediately, "Count Winterhold, I need the help of your mage. There are soldiers and knights more or less connected to the God of War faith everywhere in Winterwolf, Only your mage unit is still reliable, and I need your magic—re-controlling the communication tower, constructing new external communications, or any other method that can make Winterwolf “speak” to the outside world. Try it."

"I'll find a way," the Earl of Winterhold only considered for a second, "but only if we had to hold the fort intact tonight. The Cecil's nocturnal offensive showed no signs of weakening, even better than during the day. It’s going to be violent, I suspect they even intend to rely on more and more long-distance'Skyfire' to break down our shields and city walls. I call you to come for this thing: The Eye of the Mage observes the Cecil Two more firepower points were added in the northwest direction. They used a large vehicle to pull some kind of magister cannon larger than the main gun of the tank to the front. Now those things seem to have not been prepared, but they will attack at any time."

"How many magic cannons are they on the road..." Andesa could hardly control the consternation in his tone. "Can the Black Flag Wizards solve the two firepower points?"

"Beyond the range of the Legion's spells, Cecil's position is very good. They are afraid that they have figured out the attack limit of the Black Flag Magician. It seems that we can only rely on strengthening the shield to resist those things."