Chapter 702 The Wolf Returning Home

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Chapter 702 of the Sword of Dawn - The Wolf Returning Home

The elegant and well-decorated hall is filled with the familiar scent of "night" incense, the emblem of the Wendell family's "Wolf of Armature" hangs on the pale golden column, and the near noon sun shines through the colored crystal window on the south side. In the hall, the portrait of Tyrion Wendell hanging on the wall was shining, and the grandfather who was always majestic and powerful in memory was standing quietly in front of the portrait of the family ancestor, with his back to the door, as if he was in a trance.

The attendant on the side wanted to come forward to report, but Andersa stopped the attendant. She walked into the hall alone and stopped a few meters behind Duke Ferdinand. Aldenan's soft sunlight shone on the air between them. The dust fluttered in the sun, like an elves in the atmosphere.

"Grandfather, I'm back."

"Seven hundred years ago, when Tyrion Wendell completely defeated the Western Front Aberration Corps, he was the same age as you," Ferdinand said slowly, "It was winter, and the knights fought on the snowy fields, united like wolves, Brave, fighting fiercely for three days and nights, annihilating five times the enemy, after the victory, the founding emperor named Tyrion Wendell as the first wolf duke in the name of the wolf."

This is a history that every Wendell descendant is familiar with. Andersa lowered her head: "I always remember the glory of my ancestors."

"The ancestors are indeed honorable," Ferdinand finally turned around, the still majestic face was a bit older than what Andersa remembered, "or, every pioneer is equally honored, and This glory requires the ability to match it - including Tyrion Wendell, and naturally Gawain Cecil.

"The Cecilian's Sorcerer Legion was formed and trained by Gawain Cecil himself, and compared with other 'Glory Legions', the most powerful part of that legion is that they are the 'first generation', As a young commander, you are qualified to fight against such an enemy without losing."

Andersa met her grandfather's gaze calmly, and in the gaze of those eyes, she knew there was a follow-up.

Duke Ferdinand really continued: "However, as the top general of the Winter Wolf Legion, as the first commander of the imperial defense line, the moment you went to the Paramel Heights, you were already unqualified."

Andersa took a breath and straightened up in front of her grandfather as if she had been a child.

Ferdinand looked into Andersa's eyes: "About Changfeng Fortress, what is the order given to you by Your Majesty?"

Andersa replied immediately: "Maintain continuous monitoring and confirm the actual strength and deployment of the Changfeng Defense Line at any time. If there are no loopholes,

Do not take the initiative to attack. If you find an opportunity, you can choose the opportunity and attack immediately. "

"That's right," Ferdinand nodded, "so from the point of view of a simple order, you have done nothing wrong, and His Majesty will not punish you for your failure, but when you execute this order, you really Is it 'only the command was executed'?"

Andersa's face was tense, and it wasn't until a few seconds later that she nodded under Pei Dinan's gaze: "Yes."

"When you are nervous, your eyes always look at the lower left corner," Duke Ferdinand shook his head, turned around, and looked at the colored crystal window that was pouring in sunlight, "You did not send spies to conduct disguised investigations, but You chose to take the Knights directly to the Paramel Heights by yourself. After discovering that the Cecil position was fake, you sent a signal without further searching and confirming the surrounding environment of the battlefield, and all of this was still encountered. Rain, obstructed vision, reduced detection efficiency...it shouldn't have happened to you."

"……I have nothing to say."

"Hate makes you temporarily lose your judgment. You have waited for this opportunity for many years. I understand your urgency at that time, but you are not a knight fighting alone, but a commander, and more importantly, as your majesty. General, your personal feelings must be placed after the emperor's orders and national interests - you must keep in mind that even if the Cecilians kill me in front of you today, as long as your majesty orders you to establish a relationship with Cecil Peaceful relations, you have to live peacefully with them on the border, and that is your responsibility when you pick up that knight's sword."

Andersa was silent for a moment, and finally took a deep breath, her eyes became firm again: "Yes, I understand."

"You will do it, because your surname is Wendell," Ferdinand nodded slowly, "I am most gratified that you made at least some of your choices in a timely and accurate manner, and these choices allowed you to successfully withdraw with the Knights. Winter Wolf Castle - not being left on the Paramel Heights, is your greatest success, which prevents the Empire from being passive in the righteousness, and also prevents you from becoming a victim of negotiations and taking all the infamy in your own name."

Grandfather's preaching was as merciless as she remembered, and Andersa also found that she couldn't make any refutation just as she remembered. She lowered her head and accepted everything until her grandfather's tone suddenly changed: "The time for preaching is over, I should give you some compliments too - you managed to bring back direct intel about Cecil's Sorcerer Legion, which is more valuable than anything else."

The old duke paused when he said this, and then asked, "What does that thing look like? What weapons does it have? How to fight?"

Andersa immediately sorted out the sentence, showing a serious expression:

"Constructed of massive amounts of steel, it is similar in shape and size to the 'train' you described in your letter, and it is equipped with powerful magical weapons...

"It was hidden behind trees and rocks at the time, but due to its size and its track with prominent runic markings and large raised structures, it was easily observed from the air, and I thought it was a kind of unsuitable hiding place. Weapons, its main role should be to attack fortifications and as a mobile fortress...

"It should be able to hold large numbers of soldiers and supplies, and be able to fight for extended periods of time away from strongholds...

"...Although it didn't fight, I'm sure it has some kind of shield...

"If a battle is required, destroying its orbit in advance should be the top priority. In addition, its long-range attack is ferocious and concentrated. When confronting it, it should be regarded as a group of magicians that are protected within the city walls and can move at any time...

"Its main weapon was huge. It was pointed at Changfeng Plain at that time. Judging from its deployment position, its range was at least ten kilometers, which was far beyond the scope of traditional spells..."

Andersa said one by one, and Duke Ferdinand nodded from time to time. After Andersa finally finished speaking, the old duke thought for a while and broke the silence with a little sigh: "...you are very lucky, Cecil The mastery of it is not yet proficient, just like when we first formed the Knights of the Iron River a few years ago, those Cecilians are not mature enough to match the tactics of new weapons."

"Is it immature?" Andersa was a little surprised.

"If you're mature, you won't be able to come back," Pei Dinan glanced at her. "Do you think it was just the right rain that made your knights evacuated alive?"

Seeing Andersa's thoughtful expression, Duke Ferdinand nodded slightly, then walked towards the exit of the hall: "Your Majesty is at the Obsidian Palace, come with me to see him."

Andersa woke up from her thoughts and immediately turned around to follow in the footsteps of the old duke: "Yes, grandfather."

Duke Ferdinand hummed, but when he was about to enter the corridor, he suddenly stopped and looked at Andersa who also stopped, with a puzzled expression on his face, the old man nodded lightly: "I forgot to say-- Welcome home."

After being stunned for a moment, Andersa reacted, and a smile finally appeared on her face.

In front of the porch of the duke's mansion, Andersa did not see the familiar carriage, but a strange-looking one with four wheels and an iron shell parked under the steps.

"This is the magic car I mentioned to you in the last letter," Duke Ferdinand explained before Andersa asked, "It's the third car—more than half of the parts are handmade by craftsmen Yes. Your uncle built a factory on Golden Shell Street and is trying to use machines to make the skeleton and the shell of the magic car, if you have time this time, you can take a look.

"You have been away from the imperial capital for too long. A lot of changes have taken place here. Some new things cannot be clearly described in letters. You have to read more. These insights will be useful to you."

"The Cecilians have similar things," Andersa said. "They have recently appeared near Changfeng Fortress. They use larger magic vehicles to transport supplies."

"The magic car was first born in Cecil, and our craftsmen and scholars copied it. As you've seen - the Cecil first created the magic and have gone a long way in this technology. Far away, we are catching up now, which makes many imperial nobles accustomed to a proud attitude very uncomfortable, but it is the truth," Ferdinand walked towards the magic car, and said as he walked, "The 'war machine you mentioned' ', which is obviously a creation of magic technology - we have built a powerful army of superhumans, but the Cecilians are using magic technology to close the gap in this area, if we don't want to fall into the disadvantage, we must abandon the meaningless The proud mentality, from now on to catch up."

Andersa sat in the car and observed everything in sight with uncontrollable curiosity and joy. Her fingers stroked the inner wall of the car door. After seeing the Cecil war machine with her own eyes, this thing inevitably appeared Simple, but when the vibration of the mechanical operation came from under her body, she couldn't help but sigh softly: "...This is what we made..."

"Yes, this is what we made, and we should thank every scholar, mage and craftsman of the Imperial Workers Association, especially Master Daniel, who is the leader of this project - although I don't like that the great magician is too gloomy. temperament, but his intelligence and talent are admirable," said Duke Ferdinand, "don't envy the tools used by the Cecils to transport supplies, the Winter Wolf Castle will soon be used, and your uncle has been instructed by Master Daniel. , and when his factory is up and running, we won't have to rely on the craftsman's hammer to make the magic car shell."

With the tremor of the mechanical device, the magic car started. This incredible machine drove out of the Duke's Mansion and headed towards the Obsidian Palace. There were some pedestrians along the way. They all stopped to watch, but Andersa's attention was now. Not at all on the street outside: "We can build this thing, that train..."

"Train...Train is another concept," Duke Ferdinand shook his head with a wry smile, "I know what you're thinking, I'm thinking too, His Majesty is also thinking, our scholars, craftsmen and mages are thinking, but It must be admitted that we can't make it... at least not now. It can't make something on the level of Cecil's magic train. As far as I know, there are a group of craftsmen who are trying to build simple, small rail vehicles. I hope they be successful."

Listening to her grandfather's words, Andersa slowly regained her mood. She raised her head and looked at the receding road outside the car window. She watched the afternoon sun dispel the mist on the streets of Aldernan. Many pedestrians hurriedly walked on the streets, and her heart, which was tied in the Winter Wolf Castle and tied to the front line, finally slowly returned here.

The car passed the intersection and passed a mother and daughter who were walking. Through the open car window, Andersa heard a vague voice in the wind:

"Mom, there are so few people on the road... Where have everyone gone?"

"They were in the factory..."

Times are changing, and this city is really unfamiliar.

But this is her home after all.

...

In the Obsidian Palace, an attendant walked into Rosetta Augustus's room and saluted, "Your Majesty, Archduke Ferdinand Wendell and General Andersa Wendell have arrived."

Rosetta, who was reviewing a document, looked up from her work: "Let them in."

The patriarch and heir of the Wendell family entered the room and saluted according to the etiquette. After Rosetta returned the salute, his gaze fell on Andersa.

The young wolf general stood up straight and calmly welcomed the emperor's gaze. After the deep gaze finally retracted a little, she heard a question:

"Andersa, what is our army lacking now?"

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