Black Dragon Code

"If there are any mistakes, don't come back."

Lyon is giving an order to the Dawning Corps, threatening it with the following words: "Again, the caster has entered Cohor with the help of spies, and they will build a large teleportation array on the outskirts of Nice. After that, I want you at all costs, Destroy Nice in the shortest time. "

"If you are in a hurry, why not send it directly to the city of Nice, but come in the suburbs?" A subordinate asked.

Lyon glanced at his subordinates with a contemptuous look, unwilling to answer, and his deputy explained: "Nice is different from other trading city-states. It is the port of the northern fleet, the former anchor of the Blackwing Empire, and the Blackwing controls the river. The importance of the sea and the rigor of its defense are self-evident. We cannot guarantee the success of the strategy of constructing a teleportation matrix in Nice. "

"Captain, this operation is tantamount to declaring war against the Black Wing Empire." A slightly prestigious general questioned: "But before that, the emperor did not seem to have such intentions, and there was no up and down nation to fight the north directly. Sound, I have reason to doubt ... "

"Do you have reason to suspect that it was my decision?"

Lyon sits in the middle, sips **** tea without changing his face, "After returning from the abyss for so long, everyone in this room should keep up with the times. You are all too underestimating the capabilities of the Blackwing Empire. Barossa, have heard Is it deformed? "

The general who had questioned before stunned for a while, and finally found relevant information from long-term memory, and nodded: "I have a general understanding."

"The North turned these disgusting bugs into an army. Do you know how many deformed monsters have sneaked into our country through camouflage over the years?"

Lyon looked around and asked himself: "Countless."

"Once the voice of a war in the country begins to spread, even if any wind comes out, it will quickly alert the north, which is why His Majesty let us return from the abyss to fight first."

Then, Lyon sighed: "But even here and at dawn, we can't guarantee the purity of the auxiliary corps and logistics distribution forces. With these clues alone, the North can guess a lot of information."

"So be quick." His lieutenant interface, "Once the order is passed down, you will start immediately. Before dawn, you must complete the cleanup of Nice. The transfer node and the seaport will be your primary goal after you capture the city."

"Willing war without comprehensive preparation and mobilization will cause a huge burden on the country at the beginning of the war?" A new problem.

"This is beyond your consideration."

Lyon shook his head. "The Emperor Enricier also knew very well that passive defensive shrinking would only make available resources less and less. Active offense is always the best choice. In this war, those who successfully established an advantage in the early stage On one side, it is easy to maintain the advantage until the end. "

"The sun's rays have been shining on Elladia for thousands of years and will never go out in the future. Believe in your country, let alone underestimate the determination of your emperor."

He gave a final encouragement: "Ready to fight this war, we will win."

...

Elladia Third Age 1741, harsh winter, "Water City" south of Nice, Port One.

The port is located at the southernmost end of the city capital of Nice. The cement-filled pier faces the vast Mediterranean river. The largest estuary in Nice is now a tight military control zone, berthing from the far north. In the Black Wing Third Fleet, the late old man stood at the end of the pier, followed by many black robes and dragon guards, and he could see that his status was not low.

The sun on the horizon is gradually approaching the sea level, and it seems to be close at hand, but it cannot warm the ground. "This place is still as cold as it is trembling." The old man smiled, "It seems that the north is warmer. Livable. Really? Charlie. "

"Teacher, it's going to be night right now, and it's so cold here again." Charlie looked worried, "should go home early to rest."

"No hurry, walk with me." The old man patted his hand, "I have forgotten what it looks like in memory for sixty years."

"The teacher is very pleased?" Charlie asked. "When the stupid and ignorant authority drove you away, I certainly didn't expect that we could come back in this posture. If he had died in the Central War, I really wanted to see The look on his face now. "

"What can be comforting."

The old man said softly, "I just want to come back and see. After all, this is where you grew up and my home."

He is the designer of the main ships of Clendor Corvette, the "Grip of the Empire" and the "Break of the Holy Dragon". He built the original system of the Northern Fleet with his own strength, and is now the general manager of the North Dockyard Man is the veritable founder of the Black Wing Empire's maritime hegemony.

Even Caesar respected the old man and awarded him in public.

"tutor."

Corendo's words made Charlie red. He knew that the old man was more than 110 years old, and he really entered the end of his life. Even His Highness Odin's wishes could not extend the old man's life. He wanted to live longer. Can only accept the radiation transformation of the great emperor Caesar, to change the distortion of the existence of the lords like Wang Ting, this proposal was undoubtedly rejected by Clendor.

He had lived long enough to go back to Nice to see if it was the last wish in Crendo's life.

The sun gathered the last rays of the afterglow, and the night fell, and the lights in the city in the distance did not know when it was out, and the surroundings were quiet, only the sound of waves hitting the rocks.

The dragon guards around them were immediately alert, and their almost beast-like intuition made them realize that it wasn't late at night, but the city was so quiet that there was no sound, and the noise and noise of the past seemed to go to another world.

With a loud dragon roar breaking the silence, the entire city suddenly rioted, roaring and howling one after another.

"It's the voice of the red dragon Carol ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ It seems like a hand is suddenly holding Charlie's heart," This is ... enemy attack! Someone rushed into Nice, why didn't you hear the alert! ? "

"Sir, it's not safe here, we must leave quickly," said a soldier in a black robe.

"There must be a lot of enemies like this."

Corondo's old face tightened. "Contact the garrison and city defense first to ask about the situation. In addition, Red Dragon Carroll may need support. Charlie, let's go back to the study."

"Teacher, we should now board the main ship. At this time, the ship is obviously safer. If there are real enemies, they can counterattack." Charlie hurriedly.

"Go back to the study first."

Clendo couldn't refuse to say, "Now the situation is unclear, we go back to the study and wait for the news. Once the situation is critical, we can't let the information leak even if we burn it."

At this moment, the old man who was about to die was so full of voice and very fast. He lifted his feet and walked to his place of residence, and Charlie could only keep his teeth up.