Chapter 1729: Decisive moment

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The city of Baile, a city in the north, has begun to recover elsewhere, but it is still cold here. This is the territory of the Holy Grizzly Empire. It is now two o'clock in the evening. Most of the lights in the city have been extinguished. The street is quiet and no one is there. Not many street lights are on.
A river traversed the city, and there was winter fog floating on the river, and the distance could not be seen clearly. There was ice on both sides of the river. Only the middle channel could barely pass, and a boat suddenly appeared in the fog.
The boat is made of wood, some old, not very big, nor very small. St. Is standing on the deck of the ship's bow and looking up at the starry sky, his sight was obscured by the fog, but he knew something was happening.
"It's coming soon, you are ready to disembark." The boatman shouted at the stern, and complained softly in his mouth. He was not happy to sail on such a winter night, but who asked others to give more money.
The ship drove up to an arched bridge and landed on the shore. The ground on the river bank was full of ice, so it could not stand. The boatman picked up an iron pickaxe placed on the side of the boat and shattered the ice on the stone steps on the shore, and said to the guests: "Be careful, don't fall."
Saint Is thanked with a smile and jumped ashore. The boatman tied the boat rope and tied it to a pile on the bank of the river. He looked up and shouted, "Hey, if there is no place to go so late, follow me to have a drink in the tavern and warm up. There is a store on the corner 24 Open hourly."
"Thank you, you don't have to." St. Is climbed two steps to the street. A carriage came at this time and stopped on the side of the road. The driver was Sirlo, and the monarch of the Grizzly Kingdom came down from the car.
"I feel like I'm getting late." Kulizarid's long-severed smile on his serious face.
"It's not too late. It's just right." Saint Is dusted the dew condensation on the duster and got into the carriage with him, leaving only the boatman on the river bank scratching his hair: "Strange, that man looks like a king. "
The carriage is not particularly big, but it is very warm. Saint-Essie took off his coat, and Kulizarid saw the injury under his collar: "You are injured."
"Are you surprised?"
Kulizarid said: "Has the catastrophe already happened?"
"It's happening, and it will come soon."
"Can't stop the Holy Garden?"
Saint Isdao: "The power of the Holy Garden is also limited. All they can do is to minimize the danger. So it is time for you to act."
Kulizarid was a bit worried: "Two troops were sent, one attacked Saint Biquel, the other attacked the magic moon...no one would want to do this."
"Do you think this is crazy?"
"I just heard that Fried had encountered difficulties on the south side, and they were stuck in Midgat this month without any progress."
Saint Is said: "I already know the situation there. Fried has only one hundred thousand soldiers in his hands, and not many people can use and be able to work under him. And he met an old friend of mine."
"Should you send more people to help him?"
St. Isdao: "You don't have to worry about things in the south, I'm more worried about you here."
"You don't have to worry about my cousin here. The day when the Tribulation comes is the day when my soldiers send the magic moon. The only thing missing is the planned weapon." Kulizarid said.
Saint Is said: "The time of the Heaven Tribulation may be a few days earlier than I calculated. It was still at sea as planned, and it will arrive in no time!"
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In the southern part of Midgat, the first army of the royal power is taking a final break to prepare for the decisive battle with the coalition forces.
In the camp, smoking, smoking, and watering, can sleep more and hurry to sleep more. The latest detection of the enemy is in the army, and it will come soon.
Crazy Warrior Kate ignited a third cigarette on the magic rock cannon and slammed two bites. This is his habit. He will take a strong breath for each new lighted cigarette and then slowly it. Beside him, Flame Sword Kirton is here, and he is smoking. The two were just smoking, and no one spoke.
In fact, the relationship between them was not good before. When they were enemies on the West Coast, they have now become comrades-in-arms. Of course, their relationship is not good now.
Kirton pumped quickly, almost one by one without breaking. Soon the cigarette in his hand ran out, and the cigarette was extinguished and he reached out and asked Kate for it.
Kate was annoyed: "Hey, can you slow down? I only have three, and you already have five."
"Cough... I'll take care of you." Korton's hand extended and refused to withdraw. "Come on, get the cigarettes. After a while, you won't have time to smoke."
Kate was very upset: "Old smoker, he still smokes like this without any injuries, and he won't die if you cough!"
Suddenly, the sirens sounded that the enemy was here. Kate quickly stomped off half of the cigarettes, flew a kick and woke up under the sleeping man next to the gun mount: "Sleep sleep your mother, the enemy is coming, ready to prepare for the battle. Old smoker, are you still going? Here is my soldier, You're fooled."
Kirton reached out again: "Bring the remaining half pack of cigarettes."
"you……"
"Bring it here!" Kirton urged repeatedly.
"Go to your mother." Kate threw the smoke away. Kirton got the cigarette and hurried away.
The three-nation coalition will choose to attack at night because it is more likely to be hit by artillery fire during the day. This time they had vowed to die to fight bloody, so they moved to the nest.
"Fire!"
The roar shook the sky, and the artillery fire of the Magic Rock Thundercracker immediately rang. There were signal flares in the sky to guide the direction. Before the enemy approached, dozens of artillery fires launched the first round of attack.
The artillery fire dumped, only to see a group of lights in the distance, and then the sound of artillery came from afar.
Another round of shelling. With just these two rounds of artillery bombardment, any army attempting an offensive will be devastated. But the situation has not moved in this direction. The reconnaissance post flying over the sky by riding found that the enemy coalition did not actually break into the range of the shelling. They just sent a dozen teams to appear suddenly. After testing the direction of the gunfire, they quickly retreated and withdrew from the range covered by the gunfire.
"Become smarter." Deputy coach Berwick looked at the light from a dozen kilometers away on the command line: "These days of chasing artillery, let them know the maximum shooting limit of the thousand crack cannon on the plain, and test out the artillery fire Do you want to make a detour?"
A lot of light spots are moving in the distance, but they are always dangling ahead. The other party's command seems to hesitate, wanting to attack and fearing artillery, and wanting to retreat and seem to be unwilling. Berwick felt something was wrong, he moved quickly, and said to the correspondent immediately: "Inform General Carlasias that he should pay attention to the river bed to the north, and watch out for enemy raids!"
There are many vertical and horizontal gullies to the north, which are the riverbeds that hit after the flood receded. These riverbeds are deep or shallow, which can avoid the attack of the Thousand Cracked Cannon. Although the land is not soft enough to carry heavy soldiers, it is possible to circulate lightly. And because they have been going south, the artillery units that are not easy to move fall behind. At this time, the enemy is over, and the artillery positions behind will be chaotic!
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