The gray fog enveloped the No. 2 Military Station like a tide.
Due to the thick fog, the sky had already darkened before sunset.
The insect swarms surrounding the fortress seemed to be affected by the heavy fog, and their offensive was weakened a lot.
The Eagle Division, who were on the periphery to reinforce the insect swarms, had accumulated rich experience in the past two days and were fighting smoothly. However, they were also affected by the thick fog and had to stop and quickly retreated dozens of miles.
Their front is not too wide, and if the insect swarm takes advantage of the cover of the heavy fog to bypass both sides, they might be able to sneak attack them.
The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the fog is getting thicker and thicker.
Shrouded in thick fog, today's night seems to be particularly dark, and it's really hard to see.
In order to prevent enemy sneak attacks, the flares in the barracks almost never stopped, and one was fired every few minutes.
But when the flares hit the sky, the effect was extremely poor. In the past, their dazzling blue-white light could illuminate the entire camp, but now only those nearby could see its hazy halo.
Once you fly too high, you won't even be able to see this blurry halo.
The soldiers in the fortress felt like they were blind. They could hear the sounds of activities close at hand, but they couldn't see anyone at all.
This feeling was so strange that it made the soldiers standing in the bunker extremely nervous. At the slightest sign of trouble, a hail of bullets would immediately sweep over them.
Fortunately, the artillerymen had all marked the coordinates in advance, so they were able to fire artillery while looking at the map.
Even if they can't see with their eyes, they can accurately hit the shells into the required area, but they lack observation and calibration. The hit rate will be compromised.
The thick fog also brought huge difficulties to the supply work of the coalition war fortress.
Because the visibility was too low, the light of the anti-collision lights hung on the war fortress responsible for transporting supplies could only reach a few tens of meters.
In order to avoid collisions, the war fortresses can only fly in one by one like a blind man, unload the supplies, fly away, and then replace them with another one, which seriously affects the take-off and landing efficiency.
The thick fog has an impact on both warring parties. It seems that it has a greater impact on the human coalition forces. The entire fortress seems to be suffering from a high degree of myopia, making it inconvenient to do anything.
Lord Lorraine was in the headquarters. He could always hear intermittent and scattered gunfire coming from outside, occasionally mixed with the explosion of a few mortar shells - the only sound unaffected by the thick fog.
The telephones and telegraphs in the headquarters were ringing constantly, but no one was able to do anything about the thick fog.
The door to the headquarters was suddenly pushed open, and a gust of cold wind rushed in.
Immediately afterwards, Lester came in from outside, panting heavily.
Seeing this, Vera hurriedly stepped forward, diligently served her teacher a cup of hot tea, then stood behind Lester, knocking the old man's shoulders with a pair of soft fists.
The old man has been working hard recently.
Lester shook his shoulders comfortably, then picked up the hot tea cup. He took a slow sip and sighed: "What the hell is the weather~!"
Lord Lorraine sat opposite Lester and asked with concern: "How is the situation?"
Lester's face became solemn, he shook his head and said: "I walked around twice outside and found nothing unusual. I couldn't feel the breath of dark magic."
Lord Lorraine rubbed his frown and murmured: "So this heavy fog is caused naturally?"
But Lester shook his head again, put the tea cup on the table, and said seriously: "That's not necessarily true, that's where the unpredictable nature of magic lies.
As long as you take advantage of the situation and make reasonable use of the natural environment, a weak spell can cause huge changes in nature.
I remember...well, I remember. When you were fighting the orcs in Naian, you used a dam to store water and drowned tens of thousands of the enemy's troops at once. This is the reason."
In this regard, Lester is an expert. His title of Forbidden Curse Magister came from the fact that he used the cold weather to create a heavy snowfall at Maple Leaf Danlin City, and almost wiped out all the enemy troops who would invade.
He originally wanted to use this story just now, but he realized that it would not highlight the great image of Uncle Lei with boundless power, so he immediately changed his tune.
After hearing this, Lord Lorraine couldn't help but let out a long sigh and said, "So we can't rule out that the lichs did something."
Lester nodded, with a solemn expression, and said: "It's very likely that the Lich did it. Don't you think this fog is too coincidental?
Although I don’t know how the lich did it, it’s not easy to create such a heavy fog~!”
When he said this, he couldn't help but click his tongue, admiring those lichs for a while.
Sir Lorraine rolled his eyes at him angrily: This damn old academic master is so angry with his youth again. Now is not the time for academic discussions~!
He hesitated for a moment and asked unwillingly: "Is there really no way to disperse the fog?"
This heavy fog has made the human coalition forces blind. How can they still fight this battle?
Lester pondered for a moment and said: "This... I have to think about it again, think about it carefully..."
As he said that, he sat on the chair and frowned in thought.
At this moment, a roar suddenly came from the night sky outside the headquarters.
Listening to the rumbling sound, Lorraine keenly judged that a large group of war fortresses were approaching from the air~!
It is certain that this is not a coalition flying force. The coalition's war fortresses were all evacuated due to the heavy fog. Even those flying on a supply transport mission were flying cautiously. They would never be so rampant.
Apparently, the Lich’s war fortress took advantage of the thick fog to attack again~!
Immediately afterwards, a rapid alarm bell was heard ringing in the camp, reminding the soldiers in the fortress to avoid the air raid.
The officers' roars also followed.
"Air raid, pay attention to air raid."
"Everyone who enters a bomb shelter must enter a bomb shelter."
"Drag the cannon into the bunker."
"Everyone please stay out."
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Lorraine walked quickly to the door of the underground headquarters, but could see nothing but deep darkness. She could only hear various chaotic sounds coming from far or near.
Fortunately, after experiencing the sneak attack last night, Lord Lorraine learned from the pain and ordered the defenders to formulate targeted measures to prevent the lich from attacking again in the future. At the same time, he also reinforced the semi-underground warehouse in the fortress to prevent them from being attacked again.
It collapsed.
Because in the past, the coalition forces always used air superiority to bomb others. Except for the defense battle of Ruman City and the air battle of Maple Leaf Danlin, they were rarely chased and bombed by the undead.
Although the staff department has issued repeated orders to the soldiers to strengthen their air defense awareness, these bastards all know that the coalition has superior air power, and the overall air defense awareness is not strong.
Many officers were completely indifferent to this. Even Lord Luo himself only mentioned a few words - after all, the enemy's war fortress had never appeared above the heads of the coalition forces. If Lord Luo was always surprised,
At first glance, if you ask them to strengthen their defenses, they will become the child who keeps shouting 'Wolf'.
That's why they panicked when they were suddenly attacked by an air raid last night.
It's different now. After being taught a lesson by the enemy's war fortress, the soldiers in the fortress all know where to go and what to do when the air raid comes.
The criss-crossing communication trenches in the fortress also facilitated soldiers to move quickly in the dark where they could not see clearly.
'Boom, boom boom...'
The dark spells of the magic cannons of the Undead War Fortress hit the ground one after another, making a special muffled sound. The sound of splashing stones echoed with the roar of the War Fortress, but it did not cause the soldiers to scream.
Lord Lorraine breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the soldiers had done a good job.
For a fortress like No. 2 Military Station, it is impossible to destroy it with magic cannons - especially magic cannons with dark spells.
A large number of permanent underground and semi-underground fortresses were built with cement in the fortress. The dark spell of the magic cannon is very lethal to living things, but for this kind of solid stone, steel bars do not have much effect.
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When the air raid first started, the Liches were still cautious, circling the No. 2 Military Station from a distance, and many magic cannons were fired outside the fortress.
They also feared the anti-aircraft firepower inside the fortress and the coalition flying units, especially the Eagle fighter wing.
The Liches had suffered heavy losses at the hands of the Eagle Fighter Wing. Those weird-looking little war fortresses were fast and flexible, disappearing and disappearing in the sky like streaks of lightning.
Always attack from a position invisible to the Undead War Fortress, from the bottom, right on top, behind...
Moreover, they hit and run, and the lichs had no way to fight back. They could only suffer and be tortured to death by that hateful little thing.
So much so that Liches and Dark Mages have developed a phobia towards the Eagle, to the point where they turn around and run away whenever they see an Eagle fighter jet appear in the sky.
The only thing the Liches are thankful for is that although the Eagle fighter jets are flexible and have powerful firepower, their range is limited and they cannot stray too far from the supply base. Therefore, as long as they escape within a certain range, they will rarely continue to pursue them.
However, the lichs waited in panic for half an hour and never saw the shadow of the coalition flying troops, and their courage gradually relaxed.
The flying altitude of the Undead War Fortress is getting lower and lower, and more and more dark spells are being cast in the fortress.
Lord Lorraine had been standing at the entrance of the command post and listening carefully to the movements outside, silently counting the number of dark spells falling in the fortress, but he couldn't count them when they reached more than a hundred.
There are so many dark spells falling on the fortress at the same time that they can no longer be counted.
"Report, the outer insect swarm is attacking again." After receiving the call, the staff officer loudly reported to Lord Lorraine.
Lorraine said without looking back: "I know, tell them to hold on, and send reinforcements if the situation is in danger."
The staff officer agreed, and then loudly issued orders into the microphone.
There are enough reserves in the fortress to fill the holes in front, but the lichs above are really annoying.
"The Eagle Wing is calling, requesting to take off to join the battle." Another staff officer shouted.
His words immediately attracted everyone's attention. The people in the headquarters looked at Lord Lorraine eagerly, waiting for the boss's order. It was not an easy thing to be bombed like this all the time.
Lord Lorraine thought for a moment, walked up to Lester and said, "Isn't the lich's vision unaffected by the fog?"
Lester shook his head and said: "Although lichs have the ability to perceive dark vision and mana fluctuations, their vision is the same as ours. They all need light.
The heavy fog blocks the transmission of light. It must also have an impact on the lich. But relatively, the impact on them is much weaker than us."
Lord Lorraine nodded slightly, and then shouted loudly: "Tell Ferreira that if he can promise not to crash, he will come over. If he can't, just stay here."
The staff officer telegraphed the Lord's order, but the Eagle Wing did not reply - it seemed that Ferreira was honest.
The undead war fortress is becoming more and more arrogant.
Their reckless bombing over the barracks lasted for a full hour, until after midnight, they slowly fell silent, as if they retreated because they ran out of energy.
But at this time, the barracks was still completely dark, and I couldn't even see my fingers. I couldn't even count the losses, so I could only wait patiently until dawn.
But because they were worried that the insects would take the opportunity to rush up, the guns in the fortress kept firing all night long.
After dawn, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the fog was still very thick and no one could be seen within a few meters of the other side, I could finally see things clearly.
Lord Lorraine got up early in the morning and patrolled the fortress along the trenches.
Everywhere he went was devastated, and the Lich blasted the ground like a pockmarked face. There were craters everywhere, and several walls were damaged, but they were restored to their original appearance after simple repairs.
Because the thick fog was too heavy, it also affected the Liches. They just opened fire blindly on top of the barracks, so the casualties in the barracks were not large.
However, due to the thick fog, the efficiency of supply work suddenly dropped a lot.
Although the ammunition in stock is sufficient, it is far from keeping up with current consumption. If the fog persists, in ten days and a half, ammunition will be in short supply...
As the prince walked, he thought about the difficulties he was facing and thought about solutions. But in the end, all the problems were attributed to the fog.
Looking at the thick fog in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh and muttered: "It would be great if there was a gust of sea breeze to directly blow away this damn fog."
Just as Lorraine was speaking, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew.
The prince was surprised to find that the originally still mist in front of him suddenly started to flow.
The wind became stronger and stronger. Within a few breaths, the strong wind rolled past the fortress with a roaring sound, picking up and blowing away the fog surrounding the fortress.
The soldiers immediately cheered loudly and excitedly. They had never liked the harsh northwest wind like they did now.
At this time, the wind was blowing harder and harder.
The strong wind blew sand and rocks in the fortress. Lorraine raised his hands to block his eyes to prevent sand and gravel from blowing into his eyes. Seeing that the surroundings of the fortress gradually became brighter, he felt relieved.
Following the Lord, he discovered that in the middle of the camp, a figure was suspended in mid-air, waving his staff, and a whirlwind swirled around him.
You can tell it's Lester just by looking at the white beard.
Obviously this strong wind is not a natural wind, but the magic released by Lester.
The biting wind blew for several minutes, sweeping away the fog around the fortress. However, as soon as the wind stopped, Lorraine was disappointed to find that the thick fog around the fortress was slowly surrounding it from all directions.
It seems that the effect of Lester's move is only temporary, it only disperses the heavy fog around the fortress, and the thick fog surrounding the fortress is too wide.
Seeing this situation, Lester himself felt a little resentful. The old man took the initiative to get angry, but found that it had no effect at all. The mist that had just been blown away came back little by little, and the old man looked a little confused.
But under the current circumstances, even with his magician's power, it was impossible to blow away the thick fog that surrounded the fortress for dozens of miles.
After landing, Lester found Lorraine and said: "This thick fog is very strange. I want to solve it. We must find the source."
Lorraine heard the defensive tone in Lester's tone, smiled and said: "It's not that our army doesn't work hard, it's that the enemy is too cunning. I understand this."
Lester laughed dryly and said: "Yes, that's what it means. If I weren't trapped in the fortress, it would be easy to deal with their little tricks."
Lord Lorraine spread his hands helplessly. Since using magic to dispel the mist didn't work, he had to think of other methods.
The prince immediately mobilized the entire army to brainstorm how to deal with this thick fog.
Someone immediately suggested using fire to burn it. Lord Luo followed suit and immediately lit several large fires in the fortress. However, he found that roasting for a long time was of no use at all, so he asked the cook to light the fire and cook a delicious barbecue for everyone.
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This made the prince very suspicious, whether the proposed brat had an ulterior motive and was just going for the barbecue.
In the end, there was really no other way. Seeing the fog cover the entire fortress again, Lord Lorraine could only use the stupidest method, using the mages as electric fans and letting them take turns blowing the air continuously.
Although it cannot solve the current problem, as long as there is not too much fog near the fortress, it will be of great help to the defenders. At least it will allow the soldiers in the bunker to see how many enemies are on the opposite side of them.
In the afternoon, news came back from the war fortress that went out for reconnaissance. This thick fog enveloped a nearby area of two to three hundred miles. Without strong winds in nature, it would be impossible to clear the fog.
The battle continued during the day. After several days of fierce fighting, it seemed that the insect swarms on the opposite side were tired, and their attacks were no longer as violent as before.
The death knell beetle had just rushed forward, but retreated when it was blocked by bullets and flames. Then it turned around and rushed forward, and retreated after a short beating.
Moreover, soldiers on the front line observed a strange situation. The retreating death knell beetles always picked up the limbs of dead species of the same kind.
The various strange behaviors of the insect swarm were summarized by Lord Lorraine. After discussion, the staff came to a common guess. After these days of high-intensity fighting, the insects could hardly stand it any longer.
Before the soldiers in the fortress could rejoice at the news, a report suddenly came back from the front. They discovered... traces of undead creatures among the attacking insect swarms. (To be continued...)
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