Chapter 2558: A glimpse from the abyss

After the meeting, George Vassar issued a secret order, instructing the adjutants Dick Tyndall and Roger Tyndall to gather all the available barges in the city to the mouth of the Vimur River.
The two young majors ran on the pier with guards for a whole day. In the end, they only raised less than 100 barges. Based on an average of 30 soldiers on each barge, it would take at least 10 round trips to transfer the troops. All are transported to the other side of the river.
Considering that the Continental Army still has many large animals such as war horses to transport, as well as artillery and logistical equipment, the time for crossing the river has become even more tense.
Forcibly crossing the river in this situation is almost tantamount to seeking a dead end.
However, unexpectedly, the commander-in-chief of the Continental Army is worthy of being a voter of the "Goddess of Destiny", and luck is always good at critical moments.
On the morning of August 1, a heavy rain suddenly began to fall in Midgard, forcing Earl Winthrop to postpone the siege plan again, and at the same time, it also provided a breathing space for the Continental Army trapped in the isolated city.
At night, the rain weakened, the water level of the Vimur River skyrocketed, and the originally strong north wind magically turned into a southeast wind. General Vasa realized that the opportunity was coming, and immediately summoned his troops, under the cover of night and rain. On the north bank of the Vimur River, board the ship and retreat as planned.
The wounded and sick left first, and the remaining officers and soldiers boarded the ship in a pre-arranged order. The officers and soldiers who were not able to board the ship were on guard at the shore.
At the same time, the barracks were brightly lit, and the army mages used illusions to simulate the illusion of human voices and guard patrols, creating the illusion that everything was normal.
George Vassar personally directed the retreat from the shore. Although the troops moved quickly, compared with the 26,000 army and the large amount of military supplies waiting to be transported across the river bank, the night was too short.
In a blink of an eye, in the early morning of August 2, the sky on the east side had been dyed red by the morning glow, and there were nearly 10,000 soldiers on the north bank of the Vimur River who had not yet crossed the river.
Without the cover of night, it is almost impossible for them to escape Feizhen's eyes.
"Ugh……"
Major Dick Tyndall of the Continental Army Cavalry squatted by the river, with his cheeks in his hands, frowning, and looking at the vast river with a sigh and muttering to himself.
"It would be great if Qiao An was here, maybe he could cast some magic to cover everyone from slipping under the eyes of Real Man Fei."
"Even if Qiao An really has this kind of power to change the sky, but he is not here after all, what is the use of you talking about these dreams..." Roger Tyndall shook his head and smiled bitterly, walked over and patted his brother on the shoulder. Yes, the commander insists on staying till the last moment. This is too risky and unnecessary. Can you think of a way to persuade him to cross the river as soon as possible?"
"You can get it!" Dick shook off his brother's arm on his shoulder, stood up, and muttered irritably: "You don't know the bad temper of our commander, who can persuade him? I won't ask for scolding!"
Roger smiled, just about to speak, suddenly his face changed, and he stared blankly at the river, his eyes widened.
A magical scene was staged before his eyes.
For unknown reasons, the weather near the riverbank changed sharply, and a heavy fog fell inexplicably, covering the troops, camps, and even large areas inside and outside the city on both sides of the riverbank. The sky and the earth were white.
The heavy fog that fell from the sky brought great convenience to the retreat of the Continental Army. Under the cover of the thick fog, officers and soldiers on the north bank boarded the boat and crossed the river one after another.
Towards noon, the retreat finally came to an end without any risk.
George Vassar, accompanied by the Tyndall brothers, boarded the last barge, and the last one evacuated Midgard.
Until the Continental Army withdrew from the city, the thick fog that lasted all morning slowly dissipated. In the distance, there was a sharp horn sound from the Feizhen Army's position, followed by the neighing of war horses and crisp gunfire.
At this time, Fei Zhen finally realized that the Continental Army had fled Midgard, but it was too late to catch up.
The soldiers of the Continental Army who successfully evacuated to the other side of the river cheered and celebrated their escape from the dead. Recalling the life-saving fog that suddenly came and then quietly dissipated, everyone firmly believed that this was the legendary "miracle"!
It is impossible for a mortal to create the boundless thick fog covering both sides of the river, this can only be the great power of the gods.
The soldiers of the Continental Army generally believed that it was mostly the "Queen of Cause and Effect" Di Moss who personally summoned the fog, which covered the eyes of Fei Zhenren, and protected her voter General Vassar and his commanding troops from escape!
However, the truth does not meet people's imagination.
The Tyndall brothers might not have expected it in their dreams. The two accidentally mentioned Qiao'an's name while chatting on the riverside, which triggered the "mythical alert" and attracted Qiao'an himself.
The "Magic Eye Arcanist" cast a glance at the place where the two brothers were standing from a depth of ten thousand feet below the earth, from a deep well in the gloomy area.
It was this glimpse from a thousand miles away that reversed the fate of the Continental Army and changed the course of human history.
Through the "remote mirror", Qiao An used the 8th-order mythological version of "clouds and fog" that he invented only two weeks ago, creating a large mist of miraculous mist in the area where the Continental Army crossed the river.
The maximum diffusion radius of the fog is directly proportional to Joan's mythical position, which is currently 8 miles, which is enough to envelop both sides of the river and even the entire city of Midgard.
Airflows with strong enough wind, such as the "wind-making technique", can disperse the local area of ​​the "mythical cloud technique", but when the wind weakens, the dense fog will quickly close, blocking the field of vision tightly.
Until Qiao'an releases the spell, or the "mythical cloud technique" continues until the time limit for arrival, the fog that obscures the sky will completely dissipate.
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