The shrill and shrill air-raid sirens resounded throughout the city again.
The people on the streets of Ruman City suddenly became panicked.
Pedestrians who were originally on the street suddenly became panicked, spread their legs and ran quickly to the nearest air-raid shelter.
Women picked up their children, hawkers held things and carried burdens, men supported them, or carried old people on their backs. The chubby wealthy businessmen also panted, and the fat on their bodies trembled constantly as they ran.
Men's curses, women's screams, children's cries... all kinds of sounds gathered together and made a loud sound.
The street was boiling and noisy like a boiling cauldron, but this noisy scene did not last long.
Just a few minutes later, the streets that were noisy just now became empty. There was no pedestrian on the road.
Only the stalls still set up on the roadside, the steaming iron pots on the stoves, and the baskets of sundries scattered on the floor showed that there were still people here just now.
After being bombed by the demons several times, the Ruman people are now familiar with handling air attacks, and they are not at all panicked when they were attacked for the first time.
In fact, even after experiencing the first air raid, the people of Ruman were still very insensitive to air defense warnings.
In order for ordinary people to develop the habit of avoiding air raids when they hear the siren, Ruman officials have also taken great pains.
At the beginning, they conducted two drills, but the people still did not have the habit of avoiding air raids.
As the capital of the Ruman Empire, there has almost never been a war here. Therefore, the people here reacted very poorly to the war.
There were even a lot of brave bastards who even climbed up to the roof to watch the fun. They didn't know whether to live or die.
This gave all officials in the empire an extremely headache, but for the time being they couldn't come up with any good solutions.
Later, when a certain official was visiting the night market, he saw a scene that was most familiar to him. He had an idea and came up with a very powerful and extremely simple method.
Through the Senate, they granted the city guards an administrative privilege, allowing them to go out on the streets to impose fines after the air raid sirens were sounded.
In this way, even if those dead people don't pay attention to the air raid sirens and still want to watch the excitement on the street, but at this time, as long as they send someone to shout "The city guards are coming", they will immediately
He was so frightened that he ran away.
And judging from the subsequent exercises and actual combat, the effect was very good.
Even an old man in his nineties with a cane would throw away his cane and run as fast as a rabbit when he heard "The city guards are coming"...well, after hearing the air raid siren.
Prime Minister Russell has been in power for many years and has promulgated various policies and regulations. However, over the years, he is the only one who is extremely satisfied with this one regulation.
And what makes him most proud is that after the promulgation of this regulation, the sports level of Ruman City residents has significantly improved.
In just a few minutes, the ordinary people had already run to the nearest air-raid shelter and hid.
There are even some brave citizens who stand at the entrance of the air-raid shelter, looking up at the sky, as if they are not afraid of the dark magic falling on their heads - of course, as long as they stay within the red line of the air-raid shelter, they don't have to be afraid of the city.
The guards came to fine him.
After about a cup of tea, a large group of black war fortresses emerged from the thick clouds in the sky.
Like a flock of vultures smelling carrion, they circled over the city of Ruman.
Green, gray, black, purple... dark spells of various colors flew out from the war fortress like meteor showers falling from the sky, dragging long trails across the sky and hitting the ground.
As the light fell, dozens of clouds of smoke and fire suddenly appeared in Ruman City.
Rolling smoke rose into the sky and reached into the sky.
The undead in the war fortress suddenly burst out into a burst of shrill and crazy laughter: there was nothing in the city that could pose a threat to them.
These undead controlled the war fortress, lowering their altitude without any scruples, and flying swaggeringly in the air dozens of meters above the ground.
The dark mage even leaned out of the window to search for figures on the ground - using spells to kill humans and listening to the desperate screams and wails of people before they died has always been the favorite of the undead.
But to their disappointment, there was not a single person in sight on the street.
In their view, human beings are like timid mice, all hiding in their own mouse holes. In desperation, the dark mages can only vent their anger on any target they don't like.
For example, a beautiful house, an intersection, a statue on the side of the road, or a dog suddenly appearing on the street.
Under their control, the magic cannons on the war fortress continued to bombard the ground, leaving a long trail of scorched earth and smoke rising into the sky behind them.
At the same time, they slowly flew towards the palace in the city.
After several bombings, the dark mage has formed a routine.
They would first circle twice around the outer city of Ruman City and carry out bombing and artillery attacks. Then they would circle several times around the inner city's political institutions and the mansions of princes and ministers, and throw dark spells on the beautiful political office buildings.
Finally, he stopped on the top of the palace and smashed the gorgeous building.
When the undead war fortress was raging in Ruman City, the sweltering underground air raid shelters were filled with angry Ruman people.
These air-raid shelters have all been recently expanded and reinforced, and are extremely crude. There is even moisture from the soil in the air.
There are hundreds to thousands of people gathered in each air-raid shelter. Although the weather is cold now, the air-raid shelter is even more damp and cold. But at this time, there are more people gathered, so it is not very cold inside.
The people of Ruman were hiding from the dark spells here. They were helplessly watching the enemies wreaking havoc in the city. The only thing they could do at this time was to curse those damn demons and those damn undead.
At the same time, the most common question asked by these Ruman people is: "Where is our war fortress?"
The flying force currently responsible for defending Ruman City only has one Lightning squadron.
Although they were all extremely brave, it was difficult for them to form an effective combat force and stop the enemy's bombing.
In front of the huge number of undead war fortresses, their numbers were so few that the Liches only sent a part of the war fortresses to entangle them.
Even when the lich's war fortress besieged them, they often had to withdraw from the battle in advance in order to protect themselves.
Seeing the undead war fortress rampaging in the sky, a group of young people crowded at the entrance of the air raid shelter couldn't help but complain again.
"Where is Lord Luo's war fortress?"
"Isn't that damn pretty boy just picking up girls and forgetting about us?"
"It's hard to say, what if His Majesty the Pope is trapped in a dragon..."
"Don't talk nonsense." Hearing these bastards talking more and more outrageously, someone couldn't help but jump out to refute the rumors and said: "It is said that the air force is still in the battle of Fantino City."
The person who said this was obviously well-informed. He paused and continued: "Did Lord Lorraine defeat the demons in Fantino? Our war fortress was there to fight them to the death.
field."
"When did that happen?" someone asked loudly, "Why don't they withdraw?"
"Who knows what the mages in Maple Leaf Danlin think."
"Isn't Ruman City more important than Maple Leaf Danlin?"
Listening to everyone's chatter, the man shook his head and said, "You can't say that. Although we are being bombed here, the enemy's main air force is still keeping an eye on Maple Leaf Danlin."
When he said this, his tone suddenly changed, he lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "I heard that there is a manufacturing factory for the War Fortress there.
If all the war fortresses in Maple Leaf Danlin fly to us, what should we do if the demons bombard Maple Leaf Danlin?"
Everyone was silent for a moment, and then sighed.
"Hey, can we just watch the demons showing off their power?"
But now even Emperor Rudelun can't do anything. I heard that the Prime Minister is also hiding in the basement to work. What can common people like them do?
The most important thing is to try to save your life in the war.
Just when everyone was frowning and lamenting, a child pointed to the sky and shouted: "Mom, what is that?"
His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone present.
Everyone couldn't help but be stunned, and then looked in the direction of his finger.
I saw a dozen small black spots appearing under the clouds. They moved very fast, and in a few blinks of an eye they had changed from soybeans to the size of matchboxes.
"It seems to be a bird. It looks like it must be a bird."
As the voice fell, the dozen black shadows got closer and closer, turning into a dozen strange big birds with open wings.
It is strange because people have never seen such a huge strange bird.
The wings of those birds are more than ten meters long, just like the legendary thunder eagle. Its wings never seem to flap, but its speed is not much slower than that of the thunder eagle.
Moreover, the sound it makes when flying is extremely loud, roaring like muffled thunder.
Everyone couldn't help but be extremely surprised, this... what kind of bird thing is this?
At this moment, I saw those strange birds circling in the air, then turning over beautifully, roaring and swooping down towards the low-altitude undead war fortress.
"No, there can't be such a big bird. Look at their wings, they are wider than the yard~!"
"What the hell is this?"
"The head is obviously an eagle..."
While everyone was pointing, they saw a sudden flash of red light from the mouth of the charging Black Eagle, and then, a ball of fire suddenly burst out from the top of the undead tribe's war fortress directly opposite it, and then a billowing flame appeared.
black smoke.
Everyone could see clearly that the demon clan’s war fortress was attacked by the eagle-headed monster~!
After the war fortress was hit, it immediately changed direction and staggered to escape.
People cheered immediately.
"He's one of ours~!"
"Long live the Empire."
"Long live the big bird...Grandma, there seems to be something strange about shouting like this."
"Yeah, I feel it too."
"Idiot, this should be Lord Luo's newest war fortress."
"..."
At this time, the big eagle turned around nimbly, chased the butt of the Undead War Fortress, and then sprayed it again.
A spark suddenly burst out from the undead's war fortress again. It had lost its balance and was struggling in the sky as if it was drunk.
"It's our war fortress~!"
The Ruman people in the air-raid shelter cheered excitedly, and many people even ran out excitedly, standing on the open ground and looking up at the battle in the sky - mlgbd~! How could you not watch such a wonderful air battle? Even if you were
If the city guards caught him, it would be worth the fine.
These dozen black strange birds were like sharks rushing into a school of fish, chasing the undead war fortress that had just been arrogant and running around.
Just as the Ruman people were waving their arms to cheer for their war fortress, white snowflakes suddenly fell from the sky.
Ruman City ushered in the first snow of winter.
The undead war fortress that was unexpectedly attacked quickly retreated, and the sharp air defense siren immediately changed its sound, from a short sound to a slow long sound. This was a sign that the air raid was over.
People took to the streets one after another, raised their hands high, and gave a wave of warm cheers to the war fortress in the sky.
The squadron of Eagle fighter jets lowered their altitude, formed an arrow shape, and roared over the heads of the Rumans. In order to understand the urgent need, they had hurriedly arrived from Fantino after several transfers.
The scratching pilot even stretched out his arm from the cockpit and waved the red scarf in his hand to signal to the Ruman people on the ground.
As the air raid ended, the volunteer service team composed of militiamen from various places, Ruman citizens and servants of the nobles immediately became busy to extinguish the flames, search and rescue trapped people from the ruins, and collect the bodies of those who died in the air raid.
Corpses, there are always a few unlucky ones in every bombing.
The snow fell harder and harder, and soon it became like goose feathers. Ruman City was soon covered with a layer of white snow.
A team of professional corpse collection teams found several blackened corpses on the street, which looked very much like they had been hit to death by dark spells such as poisonous fog.
The members of the corpse collection team carried the corpses into a yard and waited for someone to claim them.
The busy members of the volunteer service team did not know that these corpses had been dead for a long time, and they were not Ruman people.
xxxxxxThe inside and outside of Fantino City had now turned into a huge military camp.
After the victory in the naval battle, more than 60,000 Holy See Guard Corps carried by transport ships landed in Fantino, and now they are all stationed outside the city.
The number of troops in Lord Lorraine's hands increased to 80,000, which was comparable to the Semitic army led by Veraplani opposite.
After completing their combat missions, the Victory-class battleship fleet and the Elf Kingdom's navy left one unit to continue to guard outside Fantino. The main force has begun to perform cruise missions to completely cut off the enemy's sea lines of communication. Fast gunboats followed the fleet as
Anti-aircraft firepower.
With enough soldiers in hand, an Eagle Division fully equipped with firearms, and artillery of various calibers, in terms of strength comparison, Lord Lorraine's combat effectiveness is already stronger than that of the enemy.
Everyone originally thought that Lord Lorraine would be eager to kill him because of his unforgiving personality.
The war fortress opened the way, artillery washed the ground, machine guns fired, and with the force of plowing the courtyard and clearing holes, the Semitic people on the opposite side were chopped cleanly.
Then he pushed back in one breath, went directly to Ryder City, killed the High Priest of the Undead, liberated the occupied area, robbed and wiped out all the people who had surrendered to the enemy and betrayed the country, and successfully ended the war... But beyond everyone's expectations, the victory
After that, Lord Lorraine kept his troops stationary and had no intention of pursuing the victory.
The Semitic army opposite Fantino also retreated for dozens of miles, as if waiting and watching.
The cardinals in the city were quite puzzled by this. Shouldn't they rush forward at this time and completely eliminate the enemy?
If the enemy is allowed to take a breather and the High Priest of the Undead sends new reinforcements to surround Fantino again, this victory will become meaningless.
But this uncle acted as if nothing had happened. He stayed with his wife and children in the Papal Palace all day long, and just let the troops outside the city continue to train.
After enduring for a few more days, the cardinals, feeling that they could no longer wait any longer, took the opportunity to pay their respects to His Majesty the Pope and once again made insinuations.
"The demon army is stationed fifty miles away, and there is no sign of retreat. We must be on guard~!"
"Yes, we should eliminate them as soon as possible."
"..."
Hilmeria smiled bitterly. These people did not dare to tell Lord Lorraine directly, so they had to come and scream in the ears of her big boss every day.
She didn't bother to care. Anyway, she was right to listen to Lorraine. She glanced at Mazovia and asked the old guy to come out and block the arrow.
Mazovia understood the situation, waved her hands in front of Hilmeria, and said: "Everyone, don't worry, everything is under control."
A group of old men in red robes glared at Mazovia fiercely. After hanging around Lorraine for a long time, this old guy became Lorraine's little brother and would no longer be on the same front with them.
Lord Lorraine was playing with his son in his arms, staying far away from a group of them. These people came to pay their respects to the Pope, not to himself, so the Lord did not want to pay attention to them.
Little Lorraine struggled desperately to escape from her father's hands. A pair of small fists grabbed Vera's chest and the skirt next to her, and her saliva flowed out.
Mazovia only spread his hands and said helplessly: "But the time is not yet ripe."
"Old Ma, just tell me how long it will take?"
Mazovia sniffed and thought to himself: I don't know, it's all decided by this uncle. If he says immature, he is immature, and even if he is mature, he is immature. You still dare to fart.
You know I'm easy to bully, right?
He shook his head and said: "You have also seen that during the war, the artillery shells were hitting the sky and the bullets were as dense as rain. The Eagle Division's ammunition was seriously consumed and it had to be replenished first.
It takes time to make cannonballs and bullets, and it takes even more time to transport them."
"It doesn't matter." A senior cardinal waved his hand and said, "In the worst case, we can pay for it and find more people to manufacture and transport it."
"It's not a matter of money." Mazovia smiled bitterly. He had just been educated by Lord Lorraine two days ago. Producing cannonballs and bullets is not as simple as producing swords.
Mazovia spread his hands and said: "The ammunition production line's production capacity is only that big. The rear arsenal is already working 24 hours a day. It will take at least half a year to build a new production line, so we can only wait."
"How long do we have to wait? What if the demons escape?"
"Don't worry, they can't escape." Lord Lorraine handed his son to Vera, wiped his son's saliva on his clothes, glared at his son, and said, "I didn't attack rashly because I
Waiting for a surprise."
"Surprise?" The cardinals looked at each other, wondering what other good things this man had hidden.
"Calculate the time, if nothing happens, it should be here." Lorraine said and looked out the window.
At this time, a staff officer ran in quickly, saluted with a bang, and then said loudly: "There's a call from Ruman City."
"read."
"Yes," the Staff Corps opened the telegram and said: "This morning, Ruman City was bombed by the demon war fortress troops. The Eagle Squadron set out to intercept and shot down nine enemy war fortresses. The enemy troops outside the city were already covering the war fortress.
We have broken through the first line of defense and are currently attacking our army's second line of defense.
Also, it’s snowing heavily in Ruman City.”
The officer saluted again, closed the telegram, turned around and ran away quickly.
The cardinals looked at each other and thought to themselves: Is this a surprise? What is the surprise?
Just when everyone was in a daze, a loud neighing sound suddenly came from outside, and a beautiful silver-winged pegasus fell from the sky nimbly, ran a few steps on the ground and stopped.
The Blade Knight turned over and jumped down, rushing into the room like a gust of wind, waving a letter in his hand and shouting loudly: "Great victory in Delon City, Cardinal Sandos defeated Emperor De Rossi [***],
Coming east."
"What?" The cardinals were stunned for a moment, wondering if their ears had heard it wrong.
Mazovia even rushed over and grabbed the Blade Knight, shouting loudly: "What did you say, say it again~!"
"Cardinal Sandos destroyed De Rossi's 120,000 troops in the city of Delon, and is now leading the entire army to the east."
"Long live~!" The cardinals burst into cheers that were inappropriate for their age.
"Blessed by the God of Light."
A few old guys even hugged each other and laughed, not caring whether the other person was an old glass.
Since the beginning of the war, the Holy See's army has finally grown up. These bishops suddenly felt that they were breathing heavily: they still have legions in the hands of the Holy See that can fight.
The quick-thinking ones have already gathered in front of Hilmeria to flatter her. After bowing deeply, they solemnly said: "Congratulations to Your Majesty. This is a victory achieved under His Majesty's leadership."
"Your Majesty knows people well and makes good use of them. Sandos has indeed lived up to expectations."
Seeing the bunch of sycophants surrounding Hilmeria, Lorraine curled her lips, pulled out the blue flag of the Derosi Empire on the sand table, and inserted the golden cross flag representing the Bayer Legion in the Semitic army.
Great rear.
The back path of the Semitic army led by Veraplani was blocked by Santos's Bayer Army and became a trapped beast.
Lorraine pressed his hands on the edge of the table, overlooking the battle situation on the sand table, staring at the small flag representing the Semitic army, and whispered: "General~!
It's your turn to go now."
At the same time, I thought to myself: If that old boy from Veraplani knew that he was being cheated by his teammates who were like pigs, I wonder if he would kill De Rossi. I’m really looking forward to it.”
A staff officer broke in and shouted: "Report, the Semitic army to the west is retreating."