Sword of Dawn

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Morakot nodded in the darkness, and sniffed his nostrils lightly—riding the cold mountain wind in the winter night, the foul breath became thick again.

……

In the south of the moss forest, on the small triangular plain leading to the central area of ​​Ogure, the flag of the Cecil Empire is flying over a temporary camp. The well-equipped expeditionary soldiers are preparing vehicles and supplies, preparing to enter the southern communication area. Cut off mountains.

But before ground troops can set off, the most basic reconnaissance work must be completed.

Accompanied by a low buzzing sound, two dragoon fighter planes soared into the sky from behind the camp, breaking the tranquility of the sky in the ambiguous night, crossing the mountain pass like two swift ghosts, and flying towards the distant forest.

And in the command post on the ground, Baldwin Franklin, the Grand Duke of the Western Territory and one of the three major consuls of the empire, stood sinking at the tactical table, listening to the creaking interference noise coming from the communication equipment. , what was projected over the magic net terminal was a picture that was so distorted that it was impossible to distinguish.

"We still can't get in touch with the two hub stations set up at Ancestor's Peak and Holy Helm City—these are already the most powerful transceiver stations in Ogulei," the technical sergeant in charge of manipulating the communication equipment shook his head, with a serious expression on his face. He said worryingly to the grand consul who came to the front line, "Besides, the few second-level relay stations closest to here don't have any feedback signals. Could they have already..."

"Don't scare yourself," Baldwin shook his head with a sullen face, "Even if those monsters drive straight in unimpeded, it will take a lot of work for them to climb the border mountains east of Ogure, let alone attack now. Into the Helm—just interference. Keep calling, once the interference dies down, maybe we'll get the signal."

"Yes, sir."

Baldwin Franklin nodded, and immediately after the door of the barracks came the guard's announcement: "The gray elf leader, Ms. Wenna, is visiting."

Baldwin froze for a moment, then nodded immediately: "Ask her to come in."

The door of the barracks was opened, and a petite woman who looked like a child walked into the room. She saw the Grand Consul standing in front of the tactical table with a somewhat stunned expression on her face.

"Grand Duke Baldwin...I didn't expect you to come here in person."

"The situation is tight. Your Majesty ordered me to come personally to provide support. I have brought the mobile corps from Cecil's western military region," Bedwin nodded and said, "There is also another support army—they will arrive soon."

Chapter 1320 Focus Points

Duke Baldwin still remembers the spirited look of the gray elf leader when he met Ms. Wenna last time—it was after the alliance's circum-continental route was officially launched, and this lady came to negotiate with the empire on the continental trade on behalf of Molly Forest. Quota affairs, at that time she represented the most shrewd businessman group in the world, grasping the direction of the rise of an ancient kingdom in the new era, she was confident and full of fighting spirit, although she was petite, she was full of confidence in the negotiation An aura that no one dares to ignore.

But today, she looked extremely haggard and exhausted. This tribal leader, one of the "Five Kings" of Ogulei, hadn't had a good rest for some time, which even made Baldwin a little worried about her health.

"You may need to take a good rest first," Duke Baldwin, who personally led the army to support, couldn't help but said, "Our reconnaissance troops have not yet returned, and the main army is still gathering. You can lie down for a while at this time .”

"I've rested—but it's hard to fall asleep completely," Wenna waved her hands, her voice a little hoarse, "Grey elves are a sensitive race, and it's easy to be like this under pressure, but our actual physique The resistance is very strong, you don't have to worry about my body."

While speaking, she walked up to Baldwin and climbed onto a chair next to the tactical table with some difficulty. She turned her gaze to the map of the mountains and forests projected by the magic crystal, and said casually: "I brought a The troops of Windsong City, including the orc mercenaries and gray elf hunters on hand. Our soldiers may still be lacking in combat effectiveness, but if you want to operate in the mountains in the central and southern parts of Augure, you still need The locals helped."

"Oh, we are in need of help in this regard," Baldwin said immediately, "The situation in the south of the mountain range is still unclear. We have set up a high-power call station on the high mountain at the intersection, but we still can't contact the City of Helm We have already dispatched reconnaissance troops, but ground reconnaissance and aerial reconnaissance have just started, and there is no effective information return for the time being..."

Wen Na nodded lightly, she already understood the wonderful "holographic sand table" of the Cecil people. What was shown on the sand table was the moss forest as the starting point and extending towards the southern area of ​​Ogulei. An overview of the terrain, but except for the color and shape of the mountain pass where the main army is currently located, all the terrain extending to the south area is now in a gray and white model state-this shows that there are maps in these areas, but The real-time situation is completely unknown.

"Our current position is here," the gray elf leader pointed to the "crossing plain" marked with a green triangular tent on the map, and then pointed to a section of open road in the south, "this is the 'ancient trade road' I mentioned ——Since hundreds of years ago, this place has been the traffic artery between the gray elf merchants and the merchants of Ogulei tribes between the moss forest and the central mountainous area. In the past two years, with the prosperity of new businesses, we gray elves The renovation and widening project of the ancient commercial road has been launched. You should have noticed that there is a very straight and wide new road extending south from here, which is the unfinished 'Tribal Road'...

"This road can extend to Kelin Mountain Road, and further south is the old mountain road that has not been repaired. Your chariots cannot enter the mountain. Ordinary infantry and your light towed artillery can enter the mountain. 'Five Kings' One of the human kings, Wycliffe, should be stationed on the east side of this area...at least that was the case before the communication was lost.

"There is another branch on Kelin Mountain Road, which extends to the southeast. This road can lead to Ruby City, which is the main city of the orcs, and it is also the largest city in the central region besides the Holy Helm City. The east side of the Ruby City is the orcs. The 'Holy Land' Red Jade Forest, beyond the Red Jade Forest, is the most important in-depth defense zone of the Ogulei Tribal Country towards the wasteland, consisting of several lines of defense such as Wolf Ridge Mountain-Echo Valley, Dark Stone Crossing-Wind Erosion Valley, and mountain barriers. It is composed of natural ridges and mountain roads, as well as a large number of tunnels and cave systems. The main border of Ogulei and the Gondor wasteland is at the easternmost end of this deep defense zone. The big cat and her partners are guarding there..."

"Big cat?" Duke Baldwin was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm a little confused," Wen Na immediately patted her forehead, as if she just realized that it was Duke Baldwin Franklin in front of her, "I'm talking about the orc chieftain, one of the 'Five Kings', Ms Camilla - big cat is her nickname, that's what I call her privately, please don't mind."

"Oh, I see—I've heard about the brave warchief," Baldwin said, nodding. "So what's next? What else?"

"I don't know if Camilla and her mountain warriors can hold this line of defense for a few days...but if the Red Jade City is still there, then this place can become a fulcrum," Wen Na continued, "We can rebuild here Build a defense system, and then advance eastward...

"...From here to the west, you can reach the peak of the ancestors. The fairy king Stella and her golem army have guarded the holy mountain for generations. Even on the west side of the holy mountain, even if the defense line on Camilla's side has collapsed, it is impossible for those monsters to attack the Holy Helm City at this time..."

With a serious expression, Wenna told all the information she knew and what she had speculated in the past two days in detail. Duke Baldwin listened very seriously, not missing a single word, until the gray man in front of him After the elf leader's words fell, he said thoughtfully: "It sounds like the terrain on the east side of Ogulei itself is very suitable for defense..."

"Yes, a natural barrier, the layers of mountains, even if the aberrations come to climb, they will be exhausted on the road, so that we have gradually become accustomed to these 'blessings from the mountains' over hundreds of years—— No one thought that one day the monsters that would emerge from the magnificent wall would have such an astonishing scale," Wen Na sighed and shook her head, "A splash of water might not be able to break through the gully on the beach, but a huge When the waves hit, you don’t care how many ditches and bumps there are along the way, not to mention that there are still people behind this huge wave who are directing..."

Ms. Gray Elf's tone contained unconcealable self-mockery and annoyance, but it was difficult for her to express the complicated thoughts in her heart to others—she was not only annoyed by the fact that the Ogulei Tribal Nation had enjoyed peace in the past hundreds of years. recession.

When Cecil rose rapidly in the northern part of the mainland, when the two human empires underwent earth-shaking changes under the competition and pressure of the new era, when elves, dragon descendants and even dragon races all appeared on the stage of the mainland, Ogure in the mountains But it was as slow as ever, but in this slowness, the gray elves were not unresponsive, even Ogulei humans and goblins were not unresponsive—she and other "kings" had already begun to introduce technology and start buying The advanced equipment of the Northern Empire began to learn the modern military system and tactical codes. They joined the alliance, and joined the circumcontinental route and land transnational business circle...

But all this still failed to stop the natural disasters that broke out in just a few days after the magnificent wall was extinguished. The advanced equipment purchased was not fully applied to the border defense line, and the hired foreign experts could not save the eastern mountainous area. The orc corps, the limited advancement and prosperity in Holy Helm City and several tribal main cities did not change the overall backward situation of the entire tribal country, and even now that the domestic communication has been paralyzed, the tribal country can only do nothing from top to bottom—— More than [-]% of the spare parts of the Magic Net system depend on imports, and they cannot be produced domestically.

National defense and people's livelihood cannot be bought by buying—it's a pity that the price of this truth is really heavy and terrible.

"Ms. Wenna?" Duke Baldwin's voice suddenly came from the side, waking up Wenna Baizhi, who was in a trance, "Are you all right? Are you feeling unwell?"

"I... no, it's nothing, I just lost my mind suddenly," Wen Na quickly woke up, she took a self-clearing spell for herself, and her eyes refocused on Baldwin Franklin's face, "Sorry, you just now Where did it go?"

"About the current communication environment in the Ogulei area," Bodwin glanced at Wenna before continuing. He raised his finger and pointed to the magic net terminal for communication placed on the edge of the tactical table, "Now we have confirmed that The large area from the moss forest to the south is in a state of "communication pollution". The powerful energy released by the Great Wall is still bouncing and undulating among the mountains. Although there have been signs of decline during this period, this It may take some time for this kind of interference to completely disappear. However, our technicians have just discovered that this kind of interference is stronger in areas closer to the surface, and as the altitude increases, the interference also weakens...

"In view of this, we plan to temporarily set up an air relay system and try to deploy a series of floating communication stations at high altitudes to see if this can restore communication in the Ogure area, but this requires your permission first, at least It's yours...because we will let this system get closer to your holy mountain in the future."

"Is it really possible?" Wenna's eyes slowly widened when she heard the bold plan of the Grand Consul Cecil in front of her, "Setting up a communication network in the air—and in such a short period of time? Ah, I know about your dragoons, but the dragoons seem to be..."

"It's not dragoons," Baldwin laughed, "it's another kind of thing that can float in the air for a long time to serve as a stronghold in the sky, and can also land when the situation requires it to serve as a ground fortress. In addition, they also have a permanent floating At the center of the sky..."

Duke Baldwin described the "air and space battle group" with the "Dawn of the World" as the core and a large number of Gorgon combat platforms as wingmen. However, to Ms. Wenna who had never seen the real thing, she seemed to be Listen to the Arabian Nights: "...Huh?"

Baldwin thought for a while, and was considering how to explain this problem to the other party, but soon he no longer needed to explain.

Above the holographic sand table projected by the tactical table, a specially marked golden shadow suddenly appeared on the edge of the map, and a low-pitched strange humming sounded like a gigantic beast whimpering in the night sky came from nowhere. After entering the command post, the buzzing sound sounded from high above, and Wenna Baizhi's ears perked up almost instantly.

She vaguely perceived a huge existence, a magic power system that was difficult to ignore, and the huge magic power cycle like a city stimulated her keen nerves as a mage, making her suddenly widen her eyes and look at herself The Duke of Baldwin next to him—but the latter just suddenly smiled and smiled at her friendlyly: “Ah, here we come—Ms. The main force of the battle line, the most powerful air and sky fortress in the empire."

Wenna got up in a daze, climbed down from the chair, and followed Duke Baldwin with her short legs. They left the command post and came to the open space in the camp. The cold wind under the winter night was blowing from a distance. Come on, let Wenna wake up for a while, and her mind becomes more clear-headed - the next second, she followed her feeling and looked towards the far northeast.

A shimmering city slowly flew towards the moss forest in the night sky.

It is as huge as a mountain, but it is obviously not a "mountain" floating in the sky. It has a roughly hexagonal outline. Below the main body made of steel are dozens of huge luminous rings neatly arranged to support the reflection. The protruding structure of the gravity engine is arranged along the central axis of its bottom, releasing a dim brilliance in the night sky, and around the floating "steel land", there are countless hideous giant cannons, neatly arranged projectors, and A small object like a bird attached to a giant beast suspended from the supporting structures on its sides.

Wen Na stared wide-eyed in the night for a long time before realizing with horror that those small objects hanging on the edge of the "steel land" turned out to be densely packed dragoon fighters.

She opened her mouth wide, and at this moment the huge monster was still approaching. She couldn't see the upper structure of the thing clearly from the surface, but she could still see some towering towers and walls standing on the surface of the thing, and the lights were on there. The giant beast walked around, illuminating its steel body and the buildings on its back, as well as the jungle and plains below, and bursts of low humming sounds came from the giant beast's body.

That behemoth was so awe-inspiring, and it had such a sense of presence in the night sky, that it almost completely attracted Wenna Baizhi's sight, and it took her a long time to realize another thing——

That thing is not flying alone in the sky, there are more than a dozen anti-gravity platforms floating in the night sky beside it, which are much smaller than its size, but still more than ten times or even dozens of times larger than common dragoons.

There are different things placed on each platform, there are modular buildings made of steel, there are weird weapon systems, there are towering communication towers, and there are also huge factories and military depots.

On this cold winter night, the leader of the gray elves was shocked.

At the same time, in the deep defense zone in the central and eastern parts of Ogulei, the acrid gunpowder smoke and the disgusting smell of corruption once again spread among the mountains.

The drums of war are beating, thunder and flames are reveling on the land, the mountains will be engulfed in flames, and the filthy monsters have returned.

Those deformed bodies that once retreated completed their rest and reorganization under the control of the commander behind them. Before the morning sun once again illuminated the mountains of Ogure, these enemies of civilization that emerged from the wasteland launched their own The largest attack since the outbreak of the war.

The battle reports fed back from various fronts made the commanders behind these monsters realize where the biggest breakthrough point of the wasteland defense line is. They are concentrating their huge superior forces on the western front, and the ancient mountains and mountains of Ogure The forest...is already the fattest meal in their eyes.

Chapter 1321 Spread and Smoldering

As expected by the chief and the general, the defense line on Wolf Ridge Mountain still couldn't stop the surge of aberrant bodies coming from the direction of the wasteland. In terms of position, even the bravest mountain warriors and champion warriors have to fight and retreat, giving up the line of defense under their feet.

The warriors of the tribe do not lack courage and wisdom in battle, but they do not have enough sophisticated weapons, soldiers, and well-prepared positions—not to mention backup. Their only advantage is that Wolfridge Mountain itself is easy to defend and difficult to attack. However, this only advantage will soon be exhausted in the face of the indefatigable nature and inexhaustible numbers of the enemy.

In fact, not only Morakot and Camilla, but many commanders in the tribal army also knew this situation: there were several loopholes in the magnificent wall, the pressure from the wasteland continued, and the tribal warriors failed to fight in the group. If the monsters are stopped at the eastern foot of the mountain barrier, it is impossible for them to block these more and more enemies in other places. Unless the loopholes in the direction of the magnificent wall are blocked, the direction of this war will be determined on the day the mountain barrier falls. Already doomed.

But even so, the warriors of the tribe will still choose to continue fighting until the day when the entire army is wiped out-this is the stubbornness engraved in the bones of the orcs. The defeated race and invincible enemies will not make them bow their heads, they will only choose to die on the way of charging.

"This will not be an end..."

The cold wind brought a pungent smell, and the quiet Ruby Linhai seemed to sense this restless atmosphere. The towering ancient trees around were rattling in the wind, and the old orc Morakot and the team led by him An elite team was walking through the forest. He raised his head and looked at the dark shadows deep in the dense forest. Hearing the faint sound of killing in the wind, he murmured softly to himself.

The ancient dense forest will not respond to the old orc's soliloquy, only the slight sound of the leaves being blown by the wind and the rustling of the snow falling on the ground echo among the trees. Scattered into the clearing in the forest, under the hazy and illusory brilliance, between the thick snow and the soft soil, some cyclones that are difficult to judge with the naked eye are quietly gathering.

The soldiers felt the scrutiny from the air, and Morakot waved lightly, so the soldiers following him stopped immediately, while he looked up to the end of the clearing in the forest, his eyes fell on a strangely shaped on the boulder.

The boulder stands abruptly in the middle of a circle of smaller stones. The irregular surface of the boulder is covered with fine dark red lines, and several rough-shaped natural crystals are inlaid on the top of the stone, like some weird eyes—— Morakot stared at the stone until the invisible wind blew up snow and dead leaves to block his view, then the wind gradually died down, and several figures appeared in the "stone circle".

They wore thick cloaks, and their whole bodies including their faces were hidden in the cloaks. The surface of the cloaks fluttered slightly from time to time, as if their clothes were not flesh and blood, but a large amount of amorphous smoke and dust. These figures held It looks decayed and fragile, like a weapon that can be broken at the touch of a touch. The cracks on the surface of those weapons are filled with a pale blue shimmer—the cold breath of death flows out of it.

"Watcher," Morakot said, stepping forward from among the silent warriors, looking calmly at the "human" figures wrapped in cloaks, "I speak to you on behalf of the great chief."

"We know your reason for coming, the spirit witch told us all the wars that happened in the east," one of those figures spoke, the voice was not like a flesh and blood, but a distorted tremor purely relying on the resonance of the air , "It's really useless... I didn't expect you to lose it so soon."

Morakot's nose twitched, but the expression on his face remained flat: "You will soon realize how powerful that 'tide' is."

"Perhaps, but we don't care about that," the leader of the Foresters seemed to smile, but all Morakot and the warriors heard was empty wind, "We only care about what your 'warchief' promised The conditions of the transaction...we set Ruby Linhai on fire, and she let us die, this is the whole content of the transaction... Am I wrong? "

Morakot quietly watched the figures in the stone circle, and at the corner of his line of sight, in the shadows deep in the jungle, there were more eyes and shadowy shadows watching here—those were the red The "Forest Guardians" of Yulinhai, a group of beasts defeated in the war thousands of years ago and driven into this magical forest, cursed by the oath and eternally trapped in a state of immortality, a group of existence that is rarely known to the outside world.

They are not undead, but they are not living people either. They are the sad people who are blessed by this land and abandoned by this land—they are the masters of orcs thousands of years ago.

But their rule was overthrown by their own slaves 1000 years ago, and what remains here today are only a group of "cursed people" who have almost forgotten the past.

The land of Ogure is ancient and barbaric. In today's era, it may not be as "advanced" and "civilized" as other countries in the world, but in this mysterious land, there are still many hidden lands that are difficult for foreigners. The imagined ancient secrets and everything in the Red Jade Forest Sea are just a small wave in the long history of this land—and now, it is time for this wave to subside completely.

Morakot took out the animal tooth pendant from his bosom, and showed it in front of the leader of the forest guards: "The promise of the warchief is as unquestionable as the mountains - this is the last debt between you and the world of the living, The spirit witches have injected the contract into it, and I will keep it here, and when the flames in the red jade forest ignite, the 1000-year fate will be over."

In the dark dense forest, countless lines of sight focused on the animal tooth pendant in an instant. Morakot could feel the almost substantial desire and burning heat in those sights. This pressure even made him, who had experienced many battles, feel it The fluff on his body stood up slightly, but he still maintained an unhurried and indifferent posture, and stepped forward with a calm expression, and placed the pendant on a stone at the very edge of the "stone circle".

The leader of the forest guards moved almost immediately. He floated a few meters away like a puff of smoke, and stretched out his arm made of ashes and thick smoke to touch the pendant, but his fingers hadn't touched the pendant yet. On the surface, a burst of blue flames burst out from his fingertips, forcing him to step back and scramble to extinguish the flames.

"The contract has not been completed, you can't touch it," Morakot seemed to have expected this, and said to the forest guard with a very indifferent expression, "You don't need to touch it either—as long as the forest sea starts to burn, it will naturally burn. to dust."

The leader of the forest guards "floated" back to the original place without saying a word. It seemed that two cold eyes fell on Morakot in the darkness under the hood. After a while, they came from the dark shadow of the hood. With a hollow voice: "I hope you are really prepared... When the Red Jade Forest Sea is burned, you will have no way out."

"When our ancestors decided to launch a counterattack 1000 years ago, there was no retreat," Morakot said lightly, "We are all used to it."

……

The army is spread all over the mountains, the resistance of the civilized world is like a weak candle in a storm, shaking a few times in the dark and then going out one by one, those mortals outside the wasteland who have been at ease for a long time and their ridiculous "mountains" The "defense line" is like a castle on the beach in front of a real army. No matter how beautiful it looks, it will collapse silently when it collapses.

In the depths of the turbulent aberration wave of the Western Front Legion, a large number of high-level aberrations and synthetic "behemoths" surrounded their command nodes. A dark treant druid with withered yellow skin and a canopy showing a terrifying brain-like structure used His roots climbed up a purple-black mountain rock corroded by chaos magic energy. He stretched out his branches in the cold wind, his dark brown eyes rolled behind layers of bark, and looked at Gradually illuminated hillside.

The defense line of the mortals is over there, they occupy the commanding heights of that mountain, and they are still stubbornly resisting, but the little firepower they poured down from the heights is of little significance to the large-scale aberration body army. ——The army assembled from the wasteland is now advancing like a black tide spreading upwards against the mountain, and has already established a firepower point on the two-winged mountain pass by taking advantage of the terrain, and the extremely exhausted orcs and their spirit race allies The released magic and burning boulders can only splash a few insignificant waves in this "tide", and these waves have now weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And at the northern pass of this line of defense, another legion has successfully broken through the weak defenders there, and a large number of aberrations will soon bypass this mountain range from the breakthrough and directly attack the so-called " Holy Forest".

"Bertram is an incompetent idiot...but at least he has accumulated valuable experience for us through his failure," the dark priest in charge of commanding the Western Army said to another priest beside him, "Now we have found The weakest point in the mortal line of defense, as long as this ancient and weak kingdom is destroyed, their ridiculous 'alliance' will be hit hard."

"As you said, Master Marcellus," said the low-level priest at the side immediately shaking his dry branch, "but we must also be careful what tricks these cunning 'mountain peoples' will play. Very tenacious, even if they have retreated here, there is no sign of collapse at all, I am worried that they still have..."

"The tenacious will is the only thing worthy of their praise, but the will can not reverse the fate - we are their fate," the dark priest Marcellus laughed, with a harsh voice, "We have cut off the entire Western Front On the battlefield, from the majestic wall to the mountains in front of us, our legions are all over the land. Even if those mountain people have any reinforcements trying to encircle them, they can't rush in at all. As for the inland from Ogure... Ah."

He sneered disdainfully.

"It was a country covered by mountains, jungles, and rapids. The reinforcements sent by other countries in the alliance—even if those reinforcements really existed, they would not be able to reach the front line in a short time unless their entire legion could fly from the sky. Fly over!"

As Marcellus said, he looked back at the low-level priests who were waiting for orders and the large team of deformed bodies controlled by the priests. Among this silent team, the most striking thing was the " goods".

Those were large cubes neatly placed on the ground—deep blue networkway control nodes that had not yet been activated.

"Instead of worrying about those uncivilized orcs who are at the end of their lives, we should now focus on the next step...Destroying a weak ancient kingdom is not our real mission," Marcellus said slowly, "The next drop point is at Where?"

"An ancient city called Red Jade City—if that city is still called by that name today," the low-level priest replied immediately, "there is an invisible fissure deep underground in that city, and the locals don't know anything about it. We only know that the active magical environment near the crack is regarded as a 'gift from the ancestors', we need to blow up the city center and put the rune stones in."

"Very well, Ruby City—the next is Helm City and their 'Peak of Ancestors'," Marcellus glanced gloomyly at the dormant runestone cubes, "They will definitely guard that place with all their might." The so-called 'holy mountain', but we must get this node. The big plan has been implemented to this day, and the dark blue cracks that can be used in the wasteland have basically been released, but the overall progress is still nearly halfway... Those damned Kraken."

"Yeah, those damn sea monsters... If they didn't make trouble suddenly, we don't need to grab the dark blue node of Ancestor Peak." The ridge line of defense in the center - under the rising sun, the flags of the Ogure Tribal State and Chief Camilla are still flying high, but the blood and corpses around the flags are also accumulating more and more.

It is only a matter of time before the defense lines of those mountain tribes are destroyed.

……

A low-pitched and melodious buzzing sound came from the depths of the steel land under our feet, and the high-altitude frigid wind was blocked and filtered by the energy shield covering the entire fortress, leaving only gentle air currents blowing on the deck. The mountains and river valleys move slowly on the distant land, and the clouds are within reach, and sometimes they can even pass through them—this is definitely a unique experience in Rebecca's life.

Although dragoons can also fly in the sky, except for the group of dragon-born pilots who are good at extreme sports, normal humans can't experience this "openness" when riding a dragoon-opening the cabin at high altitude will kill people.

Rebecca walked on the unusually wide deck of the Dawn of the Earth, took a deep breath of the fresh and cold air, and while feeling refreshed, she also heard the voice of the mastermind of the Dawn of the Earth from a nearby "Good morning, Creator - I hope you had a good night's sleep last night."

"Actually, I didn't sleep much—I couldn't sleep at all, but that's not a problem," Rebecca waved her hand, and said casually as she walked towards a large platform at the end of the deck, "What about you? How does it feel to fly for the first time?" ?”

"The state is good, all systems are normal," the main brain replied immediately, "my virtual personality judges that this is a 'pleasant' experience."

"That's good, keep it that way—then let's give those monsters a huge surprise!"

Chapter 1322 Burning Red Jade Forest

In the control center of the Dawn of Earth, the enhanced dome was slowly opened under the push of a mechanical device. The brilliant sunlight passed through the filter barrier and turned into soft light, illuminating the entire hall, and a low hum echoed in the control center , accompanied by occasional notification sounds from various control systems, large and small holographic projections float above each console, and in front of the "Master Brain" sink in the center of the hall, there is the largest one in the entire control center floating. Set of holograms.

It is clearly showing the scenery of Ogulei's vast land, and it is the monitoring picture shared in real time by the main visual nerve of the main brain of the Dawn of the World.

Rebecca walked into the control center, where the busy technical sergeants and commanders at all levels immediately saluted the "Supreme Technical Officer" and "Captain of the Dawn of the Earth", Rebecca waved to these people, Signaling everyone to continue their work, she went straight through the passage in the center of the hall and walked towards the main brain sink.

A large-scale shadow slid across the sky, dimming the hall slightly. Rebecca looked up and saw a hexagonal aerial platform flying over the Dawn of the World, surrounded by escorts There are several dragoon aircraft flying, and on both sides of the platform, you can see the holographic projection marks of iron fists and rings, swords and plows floating in the air.

Rebecca withdrew her gaze, looked at the main brain container in front of her and the large holographic projection floating in front of the container, and the mysterious and vast mountains of the Augure Tribe Country were reflected in her eyes, which was completely different from the northern country she was familiar with. The scenery, she looked at that scene with rapt attention, and it took a long time before she couldn't help sighing softly: "Ah...the mountain is so big...there are so many trees..."

As soon as she sighed, she subconsciously looked left and right, and was relieved to confirm that no one heard her whispering. At the same time, she thought silently: her literature teacher would cry when she heard this...

"We are approaching the Red Jade City—this place has penetrated deep into the communication interference zone," a voice came from a nearby loudspeaker at this moment, it was the voice of the mastermind of the Dawn of the World, "the current fleet The communication between various units is normal, and the communication with the ground is still disturbed, but the vague automatic call signal can already be received."

"It seems that the area with the most serious interference is indeed limited to the surface, and the communication between the air units is basically not affected..." Rebecca said thoughtfully, "and can receive the signal from the surface, Does that mean we're close enough?"