Sword of Daybreaker

Philip realized that the situation went beyond control when the signal bomb suddenly escalated from near position 4 on the highlands.

The battlefield consists of countless random and inevitable plans and accidents.

The trained profession soldier on the Iron King’s throne responded in the shortest possible time, and in a few seconds a small depot located in the arsenal and tactical phases was crucially targeting the direction of the signal bomb rise, and then a series of artillery bombardments were blown over Green’s orbit in the air, and then a strong flame erupted on the high ground, lightning the dark wasteland in wind and rain, but everyone knows that this round of artillery boxing is only to recover as much as possible in the event of a failed plan.

The

signal that has been laid out is irresistible – in a coma screen, the bright blood rays of light shine on the entire high ground and the vast plains near the high ground, and the Typhon forces on the long wind line must have seen it.

The rushing subartillery strikes lasted only thirty seconds, and Philip ordered the whole car to stop the attack – as a leader that is no longer swell, knowing that most of the Typhon troops on the Palamel Heights had been transferred before the signal had risen, and the position covered by the artillery should be left to a small number of death squads.

Probably just a brave signal soldier.

“General, would you like Griffin to force an air reconnaissance?” The Deputy Sergeant of the Iron Throne cautiously said, “or send a bunch of steel riders…”

Listen to the proposal under the Department, Philip’s heart is sighing.

He knows that the commander of the enemy, who is afraid to be late, is a tough man, prudent, and that there is already an understanding of Cecil’s equipment and methods of fighting, that they will not stay in the vicinity, and that, in the current weather conditions, Griffin Knight and the ground force’s investigative capacity will be reduced to what extent, at a time when most enemies are already far from the Iron Throne, searching for a Knight Corps that is infiltrating the rainscreen throughout Paramel.

After all, the size of the armoured train with a wake-up track is much more difficult than those who loose operations and can be covered by trees.

But even so, he ordered, with caution, the release of Griffin Knight – Griffin’s refusal to rise in such a terrible weather, and the riding took a great deal of effort to allow a ride to carry out a low-altitude cyclone and to have a conversation over an infinite reconnaissance, as Philip predicted: the enemy was gone.

As far as this is known, the young army leaders are calm and turned around the artillery chiefs next to them and ordered: “All subartillery guns are directed to the fourth, sixth, seventh and north-eastern highways, free strikes for 10 minutes.”

“Yes, General.”

The

Mana module of the Iron Throne was once again operational, and in the noise of the operation of the buzzing and mechanical devices, the shelling of artillery tankers was slowly returning in the tactical trunk, and Philip ordered the opening of a side of the window armor, in a coma flash and wind and rain, he looked far away.

Tonight, Cecil’s magic Legion met the most vigilant enemy so far, and Philip saw Empire’s real opponent in that coma.

Prior to today, Cecil Legion was confronted with a multifaceted opponent, an old noble private soldier collapsed, the traditional Knight courage was late, and the Legion created by the cult was strong, but ultimately could only be a powder of artificial powder, even if it was a god, but a powerful monster, and eventually fell into a trap of artificial creation.

Until today, one wind and rain crossed the shoulders of the blade – both sides crossed each other’s throats, almost unintended and accidentally accumulated, and after Cecil Legion built a nearly perfect trap by day and intelligence advantage, Typhon almost withdrew from the battlefield.

blood flowing into a river did not erupt, but everyone had a cold sweat.

…

Thunder exploding from a very close location, the light of breaking the sky fell on the Paramel Heights, the flash of the explosion was rising up and extinguished during the rainy night, the earth was shaking, the air was shaking, as if the entire Magician was saturated and bombarded, and the noise was trembling in fear, and the ear was shaking.

Winterwolf First Knights swiftly shifted their positions in wind and rain, erupting flashlights all over the sky and lightning Knight’s wet sword and armor, with a slight pair of tight eyes under each helmet.

However, Knight Corps remains in order, and the fastest transfer is carried out with minimal vigour under the leadership of the commander.

Adesha was riding right now, and saw the flash of the explosion coming out of the neighborhood, wrapped his lips and said nothing.

Cecil launched an attack on terrifying, which proved to be the right thing she had previously judged – the steel monster’s power was different, and only a conventional Knight Corps could not confront at all, and strategic shifts were the only option to preserve itself.

Maybe only the Magician and the Iron Knight Corps, which are prepared, can confront that level of monster.

Young Wolf General looked back and red’s magic signal was dispersed in the clouds, deep in the darkness of the rain, and only a path of light continued to break the sky.

She’s actually sighed in relief.

The enemy’s attacks, though intense, can be judged from their distribution that they have not exceeded Typhon’s investigative methods during the rainy night, and that they have lost their position in this Knight Corps, and the blind strike that is now being carried out is only in try ones luck.

The rain, which had delayed the operation of the Wolf Knight Corps, is now the umbrella of Adesha and her generals in the shelling.

Then she and the first Knights of the winter wolf could get out of this rainy night and only look forward to luck like Cecil.

May God bless Typhon.

The young Wolf General raised his head and looked at the rain line falling in a coma, whispering himself: “Hope the rain doesn’t stop.”

The

vice-president on the sidelines heard Adesha’s own words, but did not listen to them and asked, consciously, “General?”

“Nothing,” Adesha shook the head, lastly looking back at the steel monster stopping, and then looking back at his deputy. “The corrupt kingdom is a history, the newborn Cecil Empire, is a strong enemy.”

Tonight, Empire’s sharp Legion met the most vigilant enemies so far, and in that coma shower Adesha saw Empire’s real opponent.

…

Typhon’s troops withdrew and suddenly stopped when they were about to enter the Longwind Fortress defense area and then returned.

The entire armed Maryland left the castle and came to Longwind Fortress to the city wall on the Typhon side, looking at the long and dark plain.

The

exposure of the Iron Crown is an accident, and the battlefield itself is an unexpected place, but, according to General Philip, the iron throne reveals that it may be associated with targeted surveillance by the Typhon commander – which prevents Maryland from thinking of the breakdown of his well-planned “deception tactics”.

He smiled lightly, shaking his head: “That little wolf… lives up to reputation.”

“General,” Deputy Officer Penn came to the city wall and came to Maryland, “The Iron Crown has sent messages that they have stopped shelling and that the initial judgement should not be at all leave the Typhon unit.”

“This time, fate has taken care of Typhon, and” Mariland is silent and calmly said, “To convey information to His Majesty, how the situation has evolved since then… it is not our concern.”

“Yes, General.”

The rain stopped, accompanied by a long, cold fall blowing the city wall, and the sky’s clouds spreaded out, and the show continued from afternoon to night with wind and rain dispersing, starlight spreading from the cloud to the earth and cold and cold.

“It’s a good rain.” “Mariland says,” It’s the right thing to stop. “

…

The information from the Eastern Region was sent to St. for the first time. Sunil, in Silver Castle’s bookshop, Gawain convened his own three great governors.

“Our borders are safe, at least east, and” Gawain straight to the point, “the Iron Throne has arrived at the border, and after a dramatic comparison, Typhon has returned to their line of defence.”

“This is a detailed account.” Amber’s silhouette came out of Gawain, with several copies of her documents and distributed them to three Grand Governors on a case-by-case basis.

Victoria swept the information first, and while the language used in the information was very simple, it had been sufficient to indicate what had happened, and after a rough look, the Duke of Ice and Snow couldn’t stand light sighed: “Opportunity and all people wiped their shoulders.”

“It’s fair,” Beldwin? Franklin put down the prints in his hand, “In any event, Typhon realized that the Longwind Fortress defence line had been re-established and that they should calm down.”

Gawain shakes his head and reminds me, “It’s a temporary calm – Empire entering the industrial age is not present as a” moderate restraint “, but now at least war is and is no longer said by itself. Hetty, what are you trying to say?”

From the beginning of the day, Hetty raised his voice and looked at Gawain: “First ancestors, Minister Norris has led the expert group of the Ministry of Agriculture into the Holy Spirit Plain contamination area to assess the agricultural reconstruction programme there – in the long run, we really need to rest.”

In

the face of Hetty’s seriousness and seriousness, Gawain nodded: “Yes, we do need to rest… especially in agriculture.”

The situation seems to be smooth, Empire has been set up, crowned ceremony has greatly encouraged the morale of all segments of society, Royal Capital Order has been restored, noble signatures have been signed across the country, powerful Cecil war machines have stopped Typhon’s conspiracy on the border, and even once took advantage of it – as if it could be misleading, a radical optimist might even think Cecil Empire was already a powerful giant, ready for Sweeping Across the World, but any person in this room knows that this “smooth” is just a sign.

The triumph is inspired by the fact that temporary redistribution of interests masks the internal vacuum, as shown by the fact that half of the San Spirit Plain production area has been destroyed, that a large number of refugees need to be resettled, and that post-war cities and villages need to be reconstructed…

If the previous war was to revive the old kingdom’s bath and cut the rotten meat, then now Cecil Empire needs not Sweeping Across the World, but to give new meat to those areas that have been cut off.

In order to prevent a massive famine, Beldwin Duke has begun to contact Augari Tribe Kingdom in the west to discuss the purchase of food, where Empire must rest in the next harvest season, in addition to Southern Region and Western Region.

“I also agree with Lord Hetty, but the key to the problem is what happens to Typhon.” Beldwin Duke first confirmed Hetty, and then wrinkled his eyebrows. “The ‘volume’ on the lengthy fence has come very close to the war, just not really turned into a legion war, and everyone walked around the cliff… this circle, but how to explain it.”

“They have taken the initiative of approaching the military defense area, and, in essence, Typhon does not take advantage of it, and our disadvantage lies in the failure to leave that force and in the absence of sufficient evidence at hand. This is the current situation, and for both countries, as long as the evidence is insufficient, it can rely on everything,” Gawain says, “On the other hand,” from the point of view of open fighting intent, Typhon should be more willing to sit down and talk to us after today. “

Hetty frowned: “Is it because of their industrial and economic transition?”

Gawain looked at Hetty with a slightly admirable eye: “Yes, they have a new ‘cake’, and now those small and medium-sized nobles who have been damaged by the changes are focusing on redistribution of benefits, and one of the biggest pressures within Typhon has been temporarily slowed down, Roseta before they meet next bottleneck? Augustus does not need to continue to push war forward, and his current focus should be to control the process of industrial and economic transition so as to prevent his Empire from losing control in this process…”

“So,” Beldwin? Franklin squeezed the corner, “Your Majesty, we should give Typhon a signal.”

“Of course,” Gawain smiled, looking towards Hetty, “immediately notify Padrek of the next order for Typhon. And then we wait patiently for Roseta? Augustus’s response is good.”