Strictly speaking, this is a war where both sides have made a long preparation, but both sides are not well prepared, and the timing of its outbreak is even more unexpected by everyone - everything goes beyond the plan and does not develop completely according to the blueprint of the participants. Everything happens suddenly, the ability of the frontline soldiers to respond has become the decisive factor, everything is gradually out of control, and only "out of control" itself runs through the whole process.

Communications of the Silver Empire were cut off, the situation of the Elf Allied Forces was unknown, and the Magnificent Wall and Sentinel Tower were obviously in a fatal state of error. The barrier that had been protecting the civilized world for seven centuries was rapidly disintegrating and disappearing. The wasteland inside the wall was wandering deep in the wall, and the number of monsters gathered significantly exceeded the theoretical limit. The fierce momentum and the vague "discipline" it showed during the attack were even more shocking. The vanguard troops, who were originally preparing to carry out the propulsion mission in front of the barrier, had to turn off attack to defend in the face of this variable, and turned into rocks to block the out-of-control and expanding gap of the Magnificent Wall - the changes in the situation shocked both experienced commanders and veterans.

For the distorted legion of the northern defense line, the scene they imagined that "the mortal army hastily responded to the battle, the careless barrier defenders were about to collapse at once, and the tide of the distorted legion rushed into the civilized kingdom" did not happen. The humans outside the wall did not collapse in a hurry, but instead set up steel barriers as if they had been prepared for a long time. The chariot troops and heavy artillery positions like moving city walls began to roar outside the range of sight. The reckless legion was covered by fire and rain on the road to reunion. In the overwhelming explosion, the dirty and corrupt limbs flew into the air with the soil and rocks under their feet. The dark druid priest who was in charge of commanding behind the legion was also shocked.

Both sides were shocked. In this war, the first and greatest consensus reached by the warring sides appeared at this moment: What is the opposite?jpg?!

A low buzzing sound passed through the sky, and the shadow of the draco fighter jets passed by the bottom of the low and suppressed clouds. The anti-gravity aircraft with an inverted cone chassis dived and roamed over the distorted tide like a swift, dropping all the heavy bombs or incendiary bombs it carried on in the process. Explosions and flames splashed in the enemy like waves in the water. At the same time, black and red arcs rose from the ground, crossing and sweeping across the bombing troops' return path. The two aircraft were hit by strafing in the air and the explosion disintegrated. More aircraft completed the bombing and dropped bombs and quickly returned to the propulsion base located in the south of the belt plain.

The information ahead was also presented to the base commander more clearly as the flight troops returned.

"The distortions are everywhere, almost like the mud flowing on the earth," the holographic projection in the command center clearly presented the scene of the frontline troops. A dark-skinned adjutant stood beside Philip and spoke quickly, "They were just wandering around the breakthrough point or even further away, but after the abnormality of the magnificent wall, these wandering monsters seemed to have suddenly received a signal and began to rush towards us one by one - and accurately headed towards the loopholes in the barrier."

"How many are there? How many more?" Philip asked quickly.

"It is impossible to count. Monsters located deeper in the wasteland gather to join this 'tide'," the adjutant shook his head with a serious expression. "As long as this tide passes, irrational distortions will immediately 'respond to the call', and there is no way to calculate it. Moreover, those monsters also have certain air-to-air abilities. Their arcs and energy rays can hit our dragoons, which will cause great interference to reconnaissance."

Philip frowned, quickly analyzing and summarizing possible clues in the situation reported by the adjutant, and spoke in a deep voice: "They should have some kind of 'command system' in them, just like the original Crystal Cluster Legion. These command systems are likely to be mixed in somewhere in their main force. The principle may be some kind of pheromone or a nerve pulse... They can make the irrational distortion nearby obey orders..."

He suddenly raised his head and looked at his adjutant: "Look for the areas with the tightest defense or obvious energy-rich areas of the enemy, and concentrate firepower to eliminate which units - if the enemy cannot reach too much firepower, then increase the offensive. The General Dong has completed the calibration of the main gun and notified the front line troops that the fire support they want will be delivered within ten minutes."

"Yes! General!"

The adjutant received the order and quickly passed the instructions downward. The command system of the entire First Legion had begun to operate at high speed. Commands were transmitted from the command post and sent to the front line. The first-hand information contacted by the soldiers on the front line was also quickly sent to the hands of the senior commander of the propulsion base through various communication stations set on the strip plains.

Philip and Wright and other senior commanders stood in front of the wide tactical platform. Several holographic projection crystals set up on the platform were projecting various scenes. The largest picture was the sand table projection of the entire area under the control of the First Legion. There were translucent plains on the projection, and the firefighting area marked by bright color blocks. The blue color block representing the First Legion is still firmly rooted at the foot of the magnificent wall, while the black and red tide representing the enemy rushed towards the gap one after another. The tide was constantly eliminated, and the blue color blocks occasionally faded and filled. On the surface, the two sides still maintained an offensive and defensive balance overall.

But the balance is not lasting - Philip is very clear about it.

Because on that holographic projection, the light green translucent phantom representing the magnificent wall and the Sentinel Tower is constantly weakening, and on the line of defense faced by the Cecil Legion, a "gap" that is enough to accommodate half a city has appeared in the middle of the barrier established by the elves, and the scope of this gap is still expanding!

Although the First Legion is strong, and the main gun of the General Dong is powerful, it can only take care of the area within its range. If this magnificent wall continues to collapse like this, the gap will not be able to be blocked in a short time, especially those natural danger areas outside the monitoring range - humans cannot gain a foothold in that place, and the aberrant monsters will not care whether it is a quagmire or a poisonous swamp!

And this is not the worst scenario Philip could have imagined...

The young imperial commander frowned and stared at the holographic projection in front of him, but what emerged in his mind was the entire wasteland of Gondor.

It is probably not just Cecil's defense line that collapsed. Now the communication in the direction of the Silver Empire has been cut off, which shows that there is a big problem with the uppermost control center of the entire magnificent wall, so the worst possibility is... the barriers around the entire wasteland are disappearing.

The entire civilized world is quickly exposed to the wasteland!

It was obvious that Philip was not the only one who thought of this. Wright, who was tall, also frowned. The practitioner of the Holy Light spoke in a deep voice: "Now we can't contact the Silver Empire, and the communication with Tifeng has also been greatly disturbed. I suspect that the barrier is out of control is very large, and it may even have collapsed across the board... Maybe there are huge gaps everywhere around the wasteland."

"...Frankly, I'm not very worried about our side," Philip nodded with a gloomy face. "We have a lot of backhand and reserve forces here. I'm not very worried about the Tifeng people. They can withstand it. What I worry most is the Silver Empire - they have control over the magnificent wall. Now in this situation, there is obviously something wrong with them..."

Before he finished speaking, a burst of rapid footsteps suddenly came from outside the door. The next moment, a correspondent ran into the command hall quickly.

"Report to the sir!" The correspondent who was blushing all the way and bowed to Philip, saying very quickly, "Our communication with Tifeng Camp has been restored!"

"The communication has been restored?" Philip asked immediately, "How is the situation there?"

"The situation is worse than us," the correspondent swallowed. "The barrier on their front has been extinguished, and a large number of monsters are pouring into the battlefield from hills and valleys, and there are a large number of giant mutant distortions in it - the only good news is that the terrain on their side is more complex, and there is a ridge facing the monsters in the area where the barrier is extinguished. The Tifeng people currently occupy the highlands and are relying on the magicians to eliminate enemies in the low-lying areas - but it is hard to say when the magicians run out of magic."

"…It seems as bad as we expected," Wright's voice came from Philip, "there are more than one loophole in the barrier, and the Sentinel Tower on the Tifeng people's side also lost control."

"The good news is that the Tifeng people can maintain the front for the time being, and the bad news is that most of our flanks have no reinforcements - if the barrier continues to deteriorate, they may even need our support," Philippe held his hands on the tactical projection platform, staring at the line of defense standing in the black and red tide above, "...What news is there on Anderssa Wendell?"

"She said the Tifeng Army would find ways to plug the loopholes and ask if we need support."

"...Thank you Tifeng for your kindness, and write back and tell her that we can still support it," Philip nodded and said, "Is the communication class back?"

"Only part of our communication with the Eastern Front has been restored, and they have gone to repair the next communication station."

"East..." A young man appeared in Philip's mind, with short silver-white hair and a cheerful and reliable smile on his face, but soon he shook his head and focused his attention on the entire battle situation. "I understand, just leave it to them."

"The situation here has been reported to the imperial capital, and a reinforcement is departing from the South Gate Fort to our side," Wright said, looking at Philip, "but before the reinforcements arrive, the pressure we have to face can only increase..."

"Don't worry too much. The defensive power we place here is actually far more than 'necessary'," Philip exclaimed softly. "From the beginning, when our counter-offensive plan was just beginning to prepare, His Majesty seemed to be ready for the worst situation. The real power he invested in this line of defense is not only as much as you can see... To be honest, even I felt that this was unnecessary at the time, but now it seems that we have to admit that His Majesty's judgment of that wasteland is correct..."

He paused, then his face was serious, and continued to say as if he was talking to himself: "What I am really worried about is the defense line in other areas..."

At this moment, the voice of a staff officer suddenly came from the side, interrupting Philip's moaning: "Sir! The enemy's movements have changed, their main force is turning!"

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Continuous light cyan arcs flew into the sky from the distant human defense area, dripping parabolas under the dirty and low-hanging clouds, and then fell on the head of the distorted legion.

Every time a fall of such an arc will bring about a huge explosion like a high-level magic burst. The powerful shock wave can tear the distorted body, and the subsequent high-temperature flames can instantly evaporate the entire area.

What is even more terrifying than the power of these explosions is the number of these explosions.

They fell endlessly from the sky, like a heavy rain. The bombing had lasted for a long time, but the offensive showed no sign of weakening. Instead, it became more and more fierce as time went by. This only shows one thing: launching such an attack is not a thing that will cause fatigue for those "Cecilians", at least not exhaust them in a short period of time, and they still have a larger number of reserve forces in their hands, which will continue to increase over time.

The distorted soldiers responsible for the attack in front were huge. Even with the falling "Sky Fire" rushing to the front of the human positions several times. Supported by the absolutely fearless impact and huge number, they were not without results - the human defense line had been repelled several times, but they could only recover a small part of them each time. According to the sensory signals sent back by the distorted bodies, the dark druid priests responsible for commanding this legion can see that the chariots made of steel and the human soldiers who acted with the chariots can be quickly transferred every time. Facing the rushing distorted bodies, they did not collapse, but retreated in an orderly manner - and after they evacuated, some kind of burning weapon would cover the entire battlefield in a moment, completely burning the distorted bodies that rushed into the position.

If you continue to fight like this, your investment will be completely inconsistent with the results of the battle.

The distorted legion is not afraid of losses. These stupid wandering monsters are not considered compatriots or valuable soldiers at all. The dark druids have no mercy or sentimentality about the death of these cannon fodders, but even "cannon fodders" are valuable "costs" from the overall perspective. The cost of paying in the early stage of the plan is too high, which will undoubtedly affect the development of follow-up actions.

Behind the tide-like distorted legion, a tall and hideous twisted tree man squirmed with his root tentacles and came to another tree man. A hoarse and gloomy voice came from his shaking canopy: "Master, the offensive ahead has been frustrated, and humans are resisting fiercely. Will you continue to increase the offensive strength?"

The Druid Priest, known as the Priest, shook his head. He raised his gaze and looked at the weakening magnificent wall barrier in the distance, and the Sentinel Tower, which had lost its protective glory nearby at the barrier node.

Under the drowsy sky light, the light above the tower was becoming weaker and weaker, and the streaming light wandering between the runes on the surface was intermittent, as if it was on the verge of collapse.

"We should give those humans who are stubbornly fighting a little bit of a surprise - and also let the idiots who are still trying to restart the barrier system sober.
Chapter completed!