Chapter 489 This is the answer to the ultimatum
Chapter 489 This is the answer to the ultimatum
Falcon City.
The once prosperous streets are now deserted.
Except for a few main roads leading to the palace and the military camp, the rest of the streets and alleys are full of obstacles and bunkers.
Several laborers worked hard to fix the steel bars made of scrap iron with rivets into triangular pyramid-shaped chevaux de frise. This is the eleventh one they have completed today.
The leader of the labor team told them that this can resist the tanks of the Alliance.
However, almost everyone felt that this was a waste of effort.
If even the river bank cannot stop the tracks of the Alliance tanks, what is the use of this makeshift anti-tank chevaux de frise?
They can just knock down the houses on both sides of the street and go around.
”I heard that the town of Bicester has fallen.”
A shirtless man wiped his sweat and put his tanned arm on the anti-tank chevaux de frise that he had just assembled.
The laborers next to him looked over when they heard this, and an old man about forty or fifty years old muttered suspiciously.
”Is it true?”
the man said in a firm tone.
”It’s absolutely true! I was working outside the city yesterday, and I saw with my own eyes that a team was withdrawing from the direction of Bicester Town…”
Regardless of whether they care about the progress of the war, the residents of Falcon City are familiar with the fortress-like settlement.
Before the Weyland people came here, they had never tried to build a fortress in the desert due to their poor economy.
It is precisely for this reason that the Falcon royal family often talks about the fortress standing in the desert to prove that the royal family’s decision to join the Legion was an extremely wise decision, to prove the Legion’s advanced construction technology, and to prove the friendship between the Falcon Kingdom and the Legion…
And the fact is indeed so. Until half a month ago, Bicester Town played the role of a logistics hub for the front line.
No one could believe that the once-powerful fortress fell so easily…
”Bist… even that place fell.”
”Are the Alliance members coming to kill us?”
”I heard that the Alliance is full of bloodthirsty wastelanders who have lived in a poor and barbaric abandoned land since birth… God knows what those barbarians will do to your Majesty’s palace after they come, the spirit of the sea of sand.”
Everyone was talking in whispers.
A boy with a tanned face asked nervously.
”Where are the army and the legion?”
Those tall Willant people still made him feel safe.
He heard on the radio that the reinforcements from the west would arrive soon. As long as they held on a little longer, the Alliance would soon be overwhelmed by tens of thousands of tanks.
However, the adults didn’t seem to believe those words at all.
The dark-skinned man shook his head.
”The Weilant people have re-arranged three layers of defense, but I think it’s not going to work… Less than half of them have withdrawn from Oasis No. 3. I think this battle is about to end.”
Hearing this, the old man on the side was frightened and quickly covered his mouth.
”Shh! Shut up, be careful that the patrolling guards hear you!”
A resident with a headscarf stared at him angrily and said.
”Rumors! It must be a rumor!”
This sentence was quickly echoed.
”That’s right! Your Majesty is a warrior chosen by God, how could he lose!”
The dark-skinned man seemed to realize his slip of the tongue and quickly changed his words to make amends.
”I said it was over, not that I lost… I meant that the alliance will soon be over, and in the end, of course, the wise and mighty Majesty won.”
However, even the most devout believers did not believe this sentence.
At this time, the patrolling guards were coming from a distance, and everyone quickly stopped talking and returned to their posts to continue working.
”…I wonder if patrols are still necessary? It seems that there are not many people in this city.” The guard with a rifle on his back yawned and glanced at the workers who were working honestly.
These days are definitely the most peaceful days in Falcon City.
There are no thieves.
No robbers.
There are not even pedestrians.
From the age of 12 to the age of 46, all men who can hold a gun have been sent to the barracks or to the labor camp.
Except for the court of His Majesty the King, there are probably few people who have nothing to do in the whole Falcon City.
”Patrol is not to catch criminals, but to find those who have slipped through the net.” The slightly older guard glanced at the alleys on the corner of the street and was about to go in to take a look.
At this moment, a shrill alarm suddenly came from a distance.
”Shit! Air raid?!”
He was not the only one whose face changed wildly. The workers who were repairing the shelters on the street also dropped their tools and ran into the alleys on the street to find shelters.
I heard that the Alliance’s planes are very tricky, just like sparrows, and the radar of the Willant people can’t “catch” them at all. Often, bombs will fall soon after the air raid alarm sounds.
However, this time it was a bit abnormal.
After waiting for a long time, there was no explosion.
Even the plane was not seen.
Feeling a little abnormal, the older guard couldn’t help but frown.
A dud?
Just as he was thinking about this, white pieces of paper suddenly floated down from the sky.
”What is that?”
The young guard reached out curiously, caught a piece of paper that fell, unfolded it and took a look.
And this look didn’t matter.
The lines of text almost made him stop breathing.
[Warning to the Royal Family of the Falcon Kingdom! We will carry out strategic bombing of the Falcon City Palace, military camps and other facilities on the last day of this week. Surrender is your only way out. The end of stubborn resistance is only self-destruction! ]
[Appendix 1: Please leave the war zone in the city. If you can’t leave, please stay at home to avoid being accidentally injured by stray bullets and explosion fragments. 】
【Appendix 2: All combat units of the Legion and Falcon Kingdom soldiers, officers, etc. can surrender to the Alliance with this leaflet and avoid being captured. 】
【Appendix 3: (Air Raid Emergency Evacuation Guide), (Safe Zone Location)】
The Alliance…
has already come here?
Why didn’t the broadcast mention this?
A trace of panic appeared in his eyes, and he looked up at the older officer, but saw that the officer was staring at the leaflet in his hand, and quickly threw it away as if he had been electrocuted.
”Report, report to the commander, I definitely don’t have that, that–”
”Shut up.”
The older guard glanced around and saw that no one was paying attention to this side, so he walked over and picked up the leaflets thrown by the young man.
”We have to collect them and destroy them… You are responsible for that side,” he pointed to the alley next to him, “Go.”
The young guard breathed a sigh of relief, nodded tremblingly, and hurriedly trotted into the alley.
The older guard took a look at the leaflets in his hand, his eyes stayed on the map with the safe zone drawn on it, and carefully memorized its location, then folded the leaflets into the size of a thumb and stuffed them into his boots.
It is a serious crime to secretly hide leaflets dropped by the enemy.
But he still did it for some reason.
Although his superiors have repeatedly brainwashed them, the Falcon Kingdom’s army, led by Prince William, has been advancing triumphantly and has taken over the territories of the Lion Kingdom and the Hump Kingdom, but few people believe this nonsense anymore.
All the soldiers coming back from the east were terrified, with their pupils dilated and dull…
That was not what a winner should look like.
Not far from him, the dark-skinned laborer and the old man in his forties or fifties also carefully hid the leaflets.
The two looked at each other and understood each other.
Even if it was not for themselves,
it was for their defenseless families.
Amid the shrill sound of air raid sirens, similar scenes were staged in various places in the city…
At the same time, in the palace of the Falcon royal family.
Unlike the chaos and commotion on the streets, it was unusually quiet here.
On the magnificent throne, the aging King Mungot stared expressionlessly at the neatly written list in his hand.
This was the list sent by the temporary court, and it recorded the next batch of people to be executed.
When the war was going well, there were often only one or two names on it, but when the situation began to take a sharp turn for the worse, sometimes even one piece of paper would not be enough.
Among these people who were executed.
Some were spies, some were deserters, and some were traitors who questioned the royal decision, or simply dissidents who were inserted by political enemies during the chaos.
King Mungot knew very well that many people on the list in his hand must have been wronged, but he no longer had the heart to deal with those boring questions.
He signed the list casually and threw it impatiently to the captain of the guard beside him.
”Send it to Count Cromwell.”
Count Cromwell was the president of the temporary court appointed by him. His power was above the military court and the general court, and he was specifically responsible for dealing with those traitors.
”Yes.”
The captain of the guard bowed solemnly and took the list with both hands.
Mungot suddenly noticed that the hands stretched out in front of him were shaking slightly.
He looked up at the captain of the guard, and his dry lips slowly opened and closed, calling out the man’s name.
”Myrdal.”
The captain of the guard trembled and whispered.
”What’s wrong… Your Majesty.”
”Are you afraid?”
”I, am not.”
Looking at his confidant who knelt down with a plop, Menggot’s turbid eyes suddenly showed kindness, and he placed his right hand on his shoulder and patted him gently.
”Don’t worry, the Weilant people promised me… and it was General Griffin who made the promise himself, that he would bring us victory.”
It was not just General Griffin’s promise.
His son William was also an excellent marshal.
He had been preparing for this war for more than ten years, for the future of his people, to fulfill the long-cherished wish of his ancestors…
He had a full hand of cards in his hand, and there was no reason to lose.
Midal lowered his head, his Adam’s apple moved, he wanted to say something but didn’t dare, and a bitter smile squeezed out of his face blocked by the shadow.
He knew it very well.
The Majesty in front of him was crazy.
Not even just the Majesty…
everyone here was crazy.
Including himself.
”Yes…” Midal said respectfully.
At this moment, footsteps were heard outside the palace, and an officer trotted in, knelt on one knee on the ground, and reported at a rapid speed.
”Report to your majesty! The Alliance has dropped leaflets in our city! They announced in the leaflets that they will launch an air raid on the last day of this week–”
”How can the Alliance’s planes fly to us!”
King Menggot interrupted him in an unquestionable voice, and then said lightly.
”Bring it to me.”
”Yes!”
The officer stood up and took two steps forward in panic, handing the crumpled leaflet in his hand to the captain of the guard, who handed it to King Menggot.
Menggot took the leaflet and just glanced at it lightly, snorted lightly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
”… Extremely arrogant.”
After saying that, he crumpled the leaflet into a ball and threw it out.
Two months ago, in the letter William wrote to him, the Lion Kingdom’s City of Plenty was still under their siege. Even if the front-line battle situation was slightly defeated, the war would not have spread to the capital.
”The city defense commander suggests that you seek refuge in the underground palace…” Seeing that His Majesty the King was indifferent, the officer was sweating profusely and tried to persuade him to go to the air-raid shelter to take shelter.
However, before he finished speaking, he was ruthlessly interrupted.
”This king is not going anywhere.”
Looking down at the officer kneeling on the ground, Menggot clenched his fists, and a trace of madness flashed in his turbid pupils.
”I want to see how the alliance’s planes can pass through the thousands of troops under my command!”
…
Bicester Fortress.
Looking at the rows of corpses hanging under the telephone poles, the Elf King Fugui’s expression was slightly complicated, and it took him a long time to sigh.
”These people are really cruel to their own people.”
Irena said with a subtle expression.
”That’s too normal.”
Even the Willant people may not be Griffin’s “own people”, let alone these followers whose status is not much higher than cannon fodder.
The short-term victory concealed a series of inequality issues. The conquest of the Honey Badger Kingdom and the Lion Kingdom allowed the slaves to temporarily regain their confidence as superior people.
When victory could not last, all the hidden contradictions came out like pus under a pimple.
This kingdom has gone crazy…
from the king to the common people.
Fortunately, this is the last madness.
Trucks are driving into the east gate of Bicester Fortress, and a large number of building materials are sent here through Oasis No. 3.
According to the order of the manager.
They have to reinforce Bicester Town, completely transform this fortress that serves as a supply hub into an offensive fortress, and deploy at least 100 155mm artillery on a 5-kilometer-wide front to bring the border of the Falcon Kingdom within the artillery range.
Not only that, large and small engineering equipment imported from Ideal City were also sent here, including excavators and road rollers.
According to the alliance, not only a road from Oasis No. 3 to Bicester Town must be built, but also an airport must be built to the east of this offensive fortress.
Entrance to the military camp.
With a flattering smile on his face, Wedler walked to the side of the mole and respectfully handed over the notebook in his hand.
”My lord, this is what you want.”
The notebook recorded in detail the movements of every army that passed through here, including numbers, personnel, supplies, destinations, etc.
He spent the whole morning racking his brains to sort it out.
The Mole took a quick look and made a simple comparison with the intelligence he had collected from Wedelier’s adjutant.
After confirming that there was no problem, he nodded.
”Well done, you are free.”
Wedelier stood still.
The Mole looked at him and raised his eyebrows.
”Didn’t you understand what I said?”
Wedelier explained hurriedly.
”No, no, my lord… I just want to stay and serve you.”
”Serve me?” The Mole looked at this guy curiously, wondering what he was up to.
Seeing the inquiring look of the corps commander, Wedelier nodded quickly and said righteously, “Yes, sir! The Weilantes have kidnapped our king, controlled our country, and committed crimes that are outrageous to both humans and gods in this desert… Although I am not talented, I am willing to stand on the side of justice and conscience and contribute to the alliance!” He is not stupid
.
The Falcon Kingdom is finished.
A baron like him who is neither high nor low, and has no blood relatives in other kingdoms to help, will die wherever he goes, so it is better to follow the alliance to make a living.
Mole didn’t like this opportunistic guy very much. He didn’t want to agree at first, but he thought about it and thought that it would be good to have an obedient local guide to follow him.
Although the next task of the Skeleton Corps is mainly to contain and feint, the Alliance will not occupy Oasis No. 2 for strategic reasons, but Bisterburg, the nail in the belly of Oasis No. 2, will remain.
After this battle is over, there might be a lot of refugees from Oasis No. 2 passing by here…
Thinking of this, he nodded.
”Okay, then you can keep it.”
Wedelier was delighted when he heard this. If he hadn’t figured out that this eccentric adult didn’t like others kneeling, he would have wanted to kneel down on the spot to thank him for his kindness.
The adjutant standing next to him didn’t have such good eyesight as him. He knelt down without thinking.
”I am also willing to follow the footsteps of the Alliance and serve the Alliance and the administrator…”
”Get up,” the mole said with a frown, “Don’t kneel down all the time, we don’t accept it.”
Before the adjutant came to his senses, Wedelier, who was standing next to him, quickly kicked him in the ass.
”Did you hear me? I told you to get up.”
This kick was somewhat like a revenge.
He didn’t forget that these bastards took off his clothes as a white flag.
”Yes! Yes!”
The adjutant looked aggrieved, thinking that he had learned this from you, but he didn’t dare to speak out his true feelings, and quickly stood up.
Completely substituting a new identity, Wedelier did not regard himself as an outsider at all, and approached the mole diligently and asked.
”Sir, when are we going to teach those big noses a lesson? I have long disliked them!”
The mole said impatiently.
”We naturally have our plans. If you can’t wait, take a gun and rush them yourself.”
Upon hearing this, Wedelier’s enthusiasm was immediately poured with a bucket of cold water. He smiled awkwardly and closed his mouth and didn’t speak…
…
Although Wedelier wanted to lie down and lick his soles, the mole did not completely trust this boastful guy.
After reporting the news to the manager, he arranged a foreman for this licking dog and threw him to work on a construction site east of Bicester Town.
There is no way.
It’s too disgusting to look at every day.
Although he wished that his opponents were all such spineless people, it was true that warriors like Rachel were more respectable.
Unlike the mole’s disdain, Wedelier was very satisfied with his new job, even to the point of being moved.
Being the captain of the labor team was better than being cannon fodder on the front line.
It seemed that the Alliance really treated prisoners well as rumored.
It was a pity that he was not Marshal William.
Otherwise, he would have surrendered with the entire army of the Falcon Kingdom and ended this stupid and futureless war as soon as possible.
…
On the third day of joining the construction team.
Watching another team of trucks passing the checkpoint not far away, the adjutant standing next to Wedelier muttered.
”Does the Alliance intend to stay here forever?”
In the past few days, trucks have been driving in, and planes have been landing one after another. The unloaded materials are enough for several teams of 10,000 people.
But the Alliance’s army did not continue to move forward.
Before, everyone in the labor team was speculating that the Alliance intended to catch the Legion off guard, but the result was completely different.
Wedelier was also confused.
But he was an honest man, and he knew that it was best not to meddle in things that he shouldn’t know.
He kicked the adjutant’s butt and cursed him in a low voice.
”Stop looking around and get to work!”
The adjutant immediately shut up, glared at the guy fiercely, and didn’t dare to say anything, and went to dig a hole honestly.
…
It wasn’t just Wedrel and his “workers” who were confused by the Alliance’s actions.
There was also General Griffin, the general commander of the Legion stationed in Luoxia Province.
He stared at the map on the table with a frown on his face, with a hint of obvious confusion.
As he expected, the Alliance took over the Bicester Fortress.
However, what puzzled him was that the Alliance armored forces that had knocked on the gate of Oasis No. 2 did not continue to move forward as he had imagined, but stopped where they were.
Not only that, according to the report of the front-line reconnaissance troops, a large number of trucks and engineering equipment were transported into Bicester Town, seemingly to strengthen the local infrastructure.
This made Griffin even more confused.
He had regrouped his troops and was ready to fight the Alliance to the death, and even he himself was ready to die heroically.
However, the Alliance, which had been posing as a blitzkrieg a few days ago, suddenly stopped fighting.
This made him feel like he had no place to go.
What on earth do these guys want to do? ? ?
”…According to the front-line reconnaissance troops, there have been frequent planes landing near Bicester recently.” The staff officer standing next to the command table, who knew nothing about Griffin’s plan, said in a deep voice.
”Orca?”
”Not only that… there are also quite a few propeller planes.”
Griffin frowned.
”Is there an airport in Bicester?”
Could it have been built recently?
Propeller planes don’t have high requirements for airports, but didn’t they convert the runway on the Iron Heart?
Why build another airport on the front line…
This sudden caution always gave him a sense of foreboding, especially the intelligence that a large number of planes landed near Bicester made him feel even more concerned.
Although he didn’t care what means the alliance used, he just had to complete “that plan” before the end of the month, but the ominous premonition in his heart still lingered.
At this time, the messenger trotted in from outside.
”Report! News came from the capital that the alliance dropped leaflets over the capital, claiming that it would carry out a strategic bombing of Falcon City on the last day of this week!”
The last day of this week.
That is, the day after tomorrow?
Griffin suddenly thought of something, his pupils shrank slightly, he glanced at the map, and then quickly looked at the staff officer beside him.
”Which unit is closest to Falcon City?”
The staff officer was stunned for a moment, and immediately answered.
”It is the 20,000th unit of the Falcon Kingdom that is retreating to rest… They are about two days away from the capital.”
In order to fight a decisive battle with the Alliance.
They have concentrated all their forces on the border of Oasis No. 2, and the only ones left in the rear are the crippled entourage troops.
Griffin’s heart tightened, and he quickly gave an order.
”Let them go to Falcon City immediately! They must arrive within two days!”
Go to Falcon City?
The officers standing around were stunned.
It is at least three or four hundred kilometers from the front line to Falcon City.
They know that the Alliance’s airborne troops are very strong, and General Soft of the 40,000th unit fell into the hands of the “Burning Corps”.
But it’s not necessary to use airborne troops to attack the city, right?
The city defense army and the royal guards stationed in Falcon City add up to about 5,000 to 6,000 people, and there is also a river bank for protection.
How many planes would be needed
to capture such a fortress ?
Moreover, with the “logistics self-sustaining ability” of paratroopers, fighting in a place hundreds of kilometers away from reinforcements and supply lines, what is the difference between that and committing suicide?
However, seeing the gloomy expression on Griffin’s face, the staff standing beside him did not dare to ask more questions, and could only stand at attention and say.
”Yes!”
Griffin took his eyes off the staff and looked at the map again, slowly clenching and loosening his fists, his face changing from gloomy to bright.
The alliance built a temporary airport on the front line and assembled a large number of aircraft from the rear… This is obviously not for bombing targets within 20 kilometers.
This is almost a clear card!
He didn’t understand why the alliance didn’t choose the best option and chose the most risky plan, but the experience accumulated over many years in the army told him that when the other party made an unexpected move contrary to their usual behavior, they must be alert that the other party may have obtained intelligence that they should not have.
”…Royal capital.”
Griffin chewed on this word repeatedly and muttered softly while staring at the map.
”What on earth do you want to do?”
At the same time.
The desert on the southeast side of Oasis No. 2.
The Iron Heart, which had sailed hundreds of kilometers in the no-man’s land, finally emerged from the howling wind and yellow sand.
Inside the bridge.
General McLen was staring at the man in power armor with a sullen face, his eyes flashing with hatred and anger, but he dared not say a word.
He did not expect that one day he would return to this airship in this form.
This made him recall that shameful memory…
Finod, who was standing in the corner, did not dare to look at him, so he had to find a crack on the ground to distract himself.
Fortunately, General McLen did not pay attention to himself at all, and his eyes were completely focused on the figure of the man.
”What do you want to do by bringing me here?” Finally unable to bear the hatred, McLen gritted his teeth.
Chu Guang replied in a relaxed tone, not caring about his hateful eyes at all.
”I’d like to invite you to watch the finale.”
”The finale?” McLen was slightly stunned, then sneered and said, “Isn’t it too early to brag now?”
Looking at his forced calm face, Chu Guang smiled and teased.
”Be happy, you will be reunited with your old friend soon.”
”The Legion will not surrender.” McLen stared at him, “Never.”
”Really?”
Chu Guang smiled faintly, without responding to his weak struggle, and cast his eyes out of the French window.
The outline of greenery gradually emerged behind the misty yellow sand, imprinted on the distant looming horizon.
From the bone-chewing chaos that swept the valley to the flames burning above the sunset…
the day of reckoning has finally arrived.
After this battle, the alliance will usher in a long-term peace.
As a dedicated planner, he had to spend some time to think about the new version.
But before that –
”It’s time to end this war.”
(End of this chapter)
