Chapter 1341： Blocking wall plan

The cold winter is coming to an end, but the lingering thick fog still covers Aldernan for a long time. The undulating fog obscures the capital of Typhon, which has the name of the "Millennium City", leaving the towering spires and row upon row of roofs all over. Turned into weird silhouettes and illusions in the fog, Rosetta Augustus stood at the highest point of the Obsidian Palace overlooking the city. The dense fog in front of him made him think about the war that is now gradually burning into the entire civilized world. .

This war will not end soon. After the initial **** battle and almost out of control crisis, the borders of civilized countries and wasteland are gradually turning into a certain stalemate, surrounding the long stalemate of the ancient Gondor Empire. On the front, the two forces of order and chaos are declining and entangled deeply. There is no sign of a huge change in the situation. Now that the winter is coming to an end, the battle on the border will probably come again with the coming of the month of recovery. Turn into white-hot.

But just in such a stalemate, the scholars of the Cecil Empire seem to have found some kind of "method" to end everything.

"Is it the blocking wall that runs through the wasteland of Gondor..." The ruler of the Typhon Empire said with a low voice, as if talking to himself, "Diana, what do you think of this?"

Rosetta's voice fell, and a tall figure suddenly appeared in the darkness beside him. The black-haired maid who had served the Augustus family for centuries had drooped eyelids, and her voice was gentle and respectful: " I’m sorry, your majesty, my knowledge reserve is not enough to interpret this question—I don’t know much about the wasteland than ordinary anthropologists, nor can I judge whether the theoretical model proposed by the Cecil scholar is correct."

"This model... is mostly correct. The main proponent of it is the lady'Tower'. We all know what that lady's true identity is," Rosetta said solemnly, "The key is that we build the'tower'. What is the probability of success of "Broken Wall"—According to the information sent by Cecil City, we need to construct at least two blocking walls through the wasteland from north to south and east to west in order to stop the operation of that piece of chaos , For the Alliance nations that have just been relieved from the large-scale attack of the deformed body, this is already an extremely difficult thing to complete, and the group of dark priests in the wasteland and the "sentinels" behind them are not Maybe just sit back and watch us finish this thing..."

"It's true," Diana nodded slightly. "Those dark priests don't care, the'sentinel' behind them have the knowledge of the sailors, and they will quickly react to the alliance's intentions after we start to build the blocking wall—with us The deeper you go into the wasteland, the greater the pressure you will face."

"...But if the theoretical model proposed by Ms. Gaota is correct, then this is the only way to end this disaster," Rosetta said in a deep voice, "and from the beginning, recovering the ancient kingdom of Gondor and breaking through the contaminated wasteland is The ultimate goal of the alliance's "counterattack wasteland" plan, you should be very clear, we have never given up this plan."

"So, you have actually made a decision," Diana said calmly, "but you need a stronger reason to support your determination."

"...Today's Typhon Empire, there is no capital to make a second mistake. We need to support this plan with all the power of the whole country. As Gawain Cecil often said, there is no turning back arrow in the bow. It means that I must carefully consider whether this plan is worth our bet on everything, and there is another more important point: Nowadays, most of the alliance countries are just struggling to maintain their fronts, and we are the only country that can march into the wasteland and push back. With Cecil, once we start to build a blocking wall into the wasteland, all the pressure will be concentrated on us in an instant. How much help other alliance countries can provide us in this situation? This is completely unknown..."

"You don't want to use Typhon's fate as a bet," Diana looked into Rosetta Augustus's eyes and said frankly and indifferently. "This is a logical judgment. Then you want to hear my opinion. Huh?"

"Need more than ever."

"Seven hundred years ago, when the Deep Blue Well exploded, we were not even qualified to gamble," Diana said slowly, "Your Majesty, we may not always have the opportunity to choose the'best solution', or say... When there is no other choice, the only road we can choose is the best solution in itself."

"...Help me connect with Cecil," Rosetta pondered for a long time, and finally let out a soft breath, "I want to talk to Gawain Cecil directly."

...

The brilliance of the magic spar lamp illuminates the deep and long corridor in the elven frontier fortress "Fabuti". The tall narrow windows with exquisite patterns are inlaid on the top of the corridor wall, and the dim sky outside and the blond shawl can be seen The silver empress Bersetia, dressed in a uniform, walked quickly across the corridor, and the crisp sound of her heel tapping on the slate floor followed.

The maid, Elaine, followed the empress step by step, keeping her head slightly lowered while walking quickly forward while whispering: "...We successfully repelled the Aberration Corps that besieged the Fortress of Greta, but Ge The southern highlands of Rita Fortress fell briefly and were occupied for more than four hours-now the Magisters are inspecting the remaining traces to determine whether the monsters have dropped runestones near the highlands."

Belsetia didn’t look back: "Is there a natural magic focus there? Are there any local legends about forest spirits or supernatural phenomena?"

"Yes, there is a very powerful natural magic focus in the southern highlands. Half of the magic towers in Greta Fortress rely on absorbing magic power from that focus to maintain automatic operation."

"Then assume that the monsters have succeeded. This kind of post-mortem investigation is of limited significance... No, let the magisters continue to investigate. Maybe you will really find valuable clues," Belcetia said quickly, "Ode How is King Reese?"

Elaine immediately replied: "The king has suffered some injuries, but he has no life concerns. He has now returned to the mountain city to recuperate. Prince Lorraine and the ranger general Karl took over the defense of the Greta Fortress. The Gaoling Kingdom has reported to Greta. To increase troops, we also sent a millennium fighter regiment to support it. There shouldn't be a problem there."

"It should be okay to hold-the key to the problem is the source of the aberrations. The number of them exceeds expectations, and their path is disturbing," Bersetia frowned. "You remember the scout in the northwest. Is there any news coming back? A large number of deformed body assembly operations have been found on the northwest border of the Highmountain Kingdom...but there is no gap in the magnificent wall in that direction."

Elaine's footsteps stopped subconsciously, and her expression became difficult to look: "What do you mean..."

"That was the Western Front Army that originally attacked the Ogure tribe-we have received information before that an expeditionary force of the Cecil Empire has entered Ogure and stopped the movement of the deformed body on the Western Front," Belce Tia glanced at her maid, and said with a serious expression, "Now it seems that the intelligence is correct, and... the deformed body army that originally attacked the Ogure clan nation has begun to move south."

Elaine slowly opened her eyes. She followed Bersetia's footsteps and seemed to want to say something, but in the next second, she noticed that the Silver Queen's pace suddenly slowed down, and her expression on her face was slightly changed. Variety.

"Your Majesty?" Elaine subconsciously asked, "What happened?"

"Elaine, hold back left and right," Bersetia's expression was slightly serious, and she whispered quickly, "Go to the next room with me."

Elaine froze for a moment, reacted quickly, and immediately ordered the accompanying attendants and guards to retreat, and then walked to the nearest wooden door with the Queen Silver-it was an empty room by the corridor, which should be full of miscellaneous things. Things.

However, Bersetia's expression became very solemn when she came to the wooden door that looked a little old and mottled. She adjusted her breathing, and solemnly nodded to her personal maid: "Okay, open the door. ."

Elaine took a deep breath and stepped forward and gently pushed open the plain wooden door. With a soft sound of the door shaft turning, the door opened—but it was not a room behind the door. There are not the slightest traces related to the "Fabuti" fortress.

It was an unusually open forest clearing. It appeared behind an ordinary door in the Fabuti Fortress in a weird way that completely violated common sense. A fresh and gentle breeze was blowing on the face, and there was a mixture of plausibility and illusion. The fresh smell of earth and grass leaves, and countless towering old trees surrounding the clearing, make the distant sky appear brilliant and finely fragmented among the treetops.

Elaine and Bersetia took a step forward and stepped over the "barrier" formed by the door. They stepped onto the soft grass, and a rustle sounded from the nearby woods almost at the same time, as if there was a The huge body is passing through these plants and is about to appear in front of the two elves masters and servants.

Belcetia had no surprises about this. She was already familiar with what would happen next, adjusted her expression and looked in the direction of the sound. In the next second, a huge body shrouded in holy white light appeared in her. In his vision, Amoen, the giant deer, walked through the path in the forest, stepped onto the clearing in the forest with an elegant step, and nodded slightly towards Bersettia and Elaine: "I am glad to see that you are safe, I am here again. Up."

"Hello, Mr. Amorn," Bersetia immediately greeted each other politely. This former **** is now the "messenger" connecting the north and south of the mainland. His presence is essential for supporting the situation on the southern front. The Silver Empire has extraordinary significance, but after saying hello, she immediately noticed that the state of the holy giant deer seemed to be slightly different from the last time we met, "Ah, you seem to be...a little younger." A little bit?"

She was sure that she was not mistaken. Although Amone still has a huge body today, it is definitely more than a circle smaller than when we met last time. It seems a little strange to pay attention to this kind of thing at this time, but she still can't bear it. I asked it out.

"Ah, this is a little deliberate adjustment," Amone glanced down at himself, and casually explained, "What you see is my avatar, and I'm trying to change my avatar recently... don't care."

Belcetia actually wanted to ask why the other party did these things suddenly, but she felt that the situation was inappropriate, so she forced her self-remembering to divert her attention, and asked with a serious expression: "Excuse me Is there any important information transmission this time?"

"Yes, but first I need to understand the situation on the southern front," Amone lowered his neck, "What's the situation here?"

"...The line of defense is still stable, but I must say that the situation is not very good, and it may deteriorate at any time," Belcetia said frankly after hesitating for less than a second, "Greta Fortress on the northwestern border of the Highmountain Kingdom. We have just encountered a fierce attack that far exceeded expectations. A large number of distortions rushed from the north. We paid a great price to eliminate them, and this may be just the beginning."

Amorn’s tone changed suddenly: "A large number of distortions surging from the north?"

"Yes-we judged that it should be the Aberration Corps that had attacked the Western Front before," Bersetia said. "Those monsters have done enough after a brief collapse, and now...they are going south."

"...This is vital information," Amone said in a deep voice, and then changed his tone, "Then this also shows...The pressure on the southern route is about to increase rapidly."

"Yes, this is a foreseeable change."

"...If the pressure on the western front subsides, the West Expeditionary Force and the Earthly Dawn air-space battle group should be able to free up combat power to move to the southern front, and the Imperial fleet led by Bitter Winter will also enter the'Holy River' in the near future. The northwest frontier of the kingdom provides support," Amone said after a brief thought. This sounded relief is necessary for the Silver Queen at this moment, and then he paused briefly before speaking, "In addition, I This time I came here to pass on a plan—from the Cecil Empire, a plan jointly made by Gawain Cecil and the'Master of All Laws' Mirmina."

"Uncle Gawain and...the goddess of magic?" Belcetia couldn't hide her astonishment. "What do they want to do?"

"Permanently terminate the'operation' of the wasteland," Amone said, "to end this disaster completely."

Perhaps the other party’s words were too shocking, or perhaps after centuries of exploration and hard work, the Silver Queen couldn’t believe that this moment would appear in front of her. She subconsciously asked: "...this sentence Seriously? What are they going to do?"

"Really, Milmina has found the mechanism behind the existence of the wasteland and the distortion. I have brought this part of the detailed information. You can study it slowly with your academic advisors. As for the specific plan-we need Build at least two'blocking walls' in the wasteland to stop the energy cycle in that chaotic field. And the most critical part of these'blocking walls'...is the purification technology that the Silver Empire provided to the mainland countries. .

"Now, the only ones in the alliance that have the ability to manufacture purification devices in large quantities are Cecil, Typhon, and the Silver Empire as the original provider of this technology."

Amorne’s voice fell, and "The Clearing in the Forest" seemed a bit quiet for a while, and only a few seconds later, Bersetia spoke with a complex expression: "Indeed, we still have many production lines that can still be used for manufacturing. That kind of purification device, but the current situation on the southern front of the battlefield...Even if the purification device is built, we probably have no spare power to send those things into the wasteland, let alone resist the subsequent counterattack of the dark priest. "