Dawns Here Are Quiet.

The soldiers on the front line were a little unaccustomed to the silent and peaceful night.

Here, it has not been so quiet for a long time. The air full of gunpowder smoke and the deafening sound of explosions are the lullaby for the soldiers to fall asleep. When everything returns to calm, there is not even a little chirping of birds or insects (all dead), only

The sound of the whistling night wind made people's hair stand on end.

Some officers have not slept for two days. Since the arrival of the weird calm period, they already know what they are about to face... The messengers going to the rear are so busy that they do not touch the ground, and the black suicide note

The envelopes are out of stock.

"...Is this the end..."

A legion commander looked blankly into the night.

He can feel the calmness under the thunder, and he can also feel that something crazy is brewing not far away. His sensibility and instinct tell him that he is in extreme danger now, and his ideals tell him...

"Are we doomed?"

Everyone knows that this first wave of thunder, this first outbreak, is unstoppable.

But everyone knows that at this time, before the final battle of the race, it is unacceptable to retreat or even hesitate.

The long borderline cannot provide any sense of security. The soldiers on the front line cannot feel the glory of war. They only hope that the cruel and bloody battle will be far away from them, so that they can one day return.

But, if hope and prayer were useful, there would be no such thing as war long ago...

"Buzz!"

When the porcelain white sun appears in the sky, what is supposed to come has finally come...or in other words, it is over.

The impregnable city wall turned into white ash, the brave and tired warriors turned directly into mummies in the desert, and the endless solid defense line instantly became history... Huge trenches appeared where they once were.

s position.

At the same time, in countless war zones, the same things were happening at the same time, and a large number of defense lines became the ruins of history.

Even if they repeatedly overestimated the Atel's final outbreak, humans still underestimated their upper limit. When all reserves and all the essence of the entire race were invested in this wave of outbreak, all lines of defense collapsed.

Originally, when the war reached this point, humans not only took back part of the Southern Continent, but also had a vague two-thirds advantage... But in just six hours, just six hours after this counterattack broke out, humans

The territory was directly reduced to one-third, and it was even worse than before.

How is it done? In some places, there are new weapons.

In some war zones, there is a subspecies of Atel that has never been seen before.

Some war zones are servant armies drawn from other areas...or, in other words, allied forces.

In some war zones, god-level bosses personally go into battle and act as frontline cannon fodder to force the outbreak.

There are no chances for wars between powerful wars. New weapons that can destroy a dimension and a world basically have to follow many restrictions and face a lot of restraints.

Being able to defeat so many lines of defense in one go relies on hard power that has been reserved for a long enough time and mobilized enough resources.

In an instant, the defenders on the human front line were defeated, and a large number of high-end combat forces were killed... It was because they had expected that the decisive battle was imminent, that many high-end combat forces chose to garrison the front line, and they were suddenly beaten.

avalanche.

A large amount of resources were lost in the world, and a large number of buffer locations were in ruins. The madness and strength of the Atel people exceeded all expectations.

The ports along the line become the opponent's forward, and the human side's rear territory becomes the front line. The speed of losing ground does not depend on how tenacious one's own fighting will is, but is only determined by the opponent's advancing speed.

In just six hours, the territory built over the past ten years turned into historical debris.

Finally, at the seventh hour, massive reinforcements and combat groups arrived. After enough sacrifices were made, the war once again reached a stalemate.

"Seventeen A-formation legions, at least seventeen legions, were lost in this wave of raids."

The speed of war statistics is quite fast. The number of people killed by the Atel people in battle is far lower than that of the human side. The defenders enjoy at least five times more combat power.

But at this time, no one cares about the loss... In other words, the loss is of course important, but there is something more important...

"Have you found the location of God Atel?"

"Nothing was found, not on the front line."

"Are there any of the top ten sons of God? Have any of them appeared?"

"Yes, Seven, Nine, and Eleven all showed up, and Seven just died in battle..."

Finding the location of God Atel is the most important strategic task at present.

It's not that I want to kill him... It's unrealistic to easily encircle and kill this kind of existence. Basically, it will definitely lead to a super protracted battle.

"Damn it, are you still unable to determine the opponent's main attack direction?"

The long defense line was completely broken through, and our own side was beaten by superior forces and forced to shrink. This feeling has not been experienced by the defenders and reinforcements in the southern continent for ten or twenty years.

There are wails and reports of misfortune everywhere, and the Atel people's real main attack location has not yet been found.

But no matter what, as long as the god Atel doesn't really appear on the battlefield, it can't be called a decisive battle at all costs. As long as you keep an eye on his appearance, you can determine the opponent's true target.

"...the rear staff reported secretly that the Atels appeared in the Rossi Islands, near the direction of Rody Port..."

In an instant, the frontline headquarters was boiling.

Secret reports from the rear? No one on the front line knows where God Atel is now. How could they know? But this is, no staff officer or commander doubts the authenticity of the intelligence, because since its launch, the secret reports from the rear staff are more real than

Eyewitness reports from the front lines are much more accurate.

"...That's right, even if our people don't know where God Atel is, someone from the Atel people opposite must know!"

Some things cannot be concealed. Both sides have spies from the other side at the top, middle, bottom, and front lines. No matter how confidential the information is, it is basically exposed once it is used and then made transparent... Sometimes, it has not been used yet.

The commander on the opposite front line knows better than your front line commander using the "secret weapon".

"Port of Lodi, Port of Lodi, isn't it the resting place of many fortress cities? The defenses are quite tight. Why are they using that as an attack point?"

But then, a piece of confidential information and orders were delivered to the face of the frontline commander.

He only glanced at it and his expression changed drastically...

"Immediately, provide full support to Rody Port!"

Many staff officers present looked confused. It was indeed not an important place, but among the crowd, Zheng Li, who was already qualified to attend the meeting, knew the reason.
Chapter completed!