Why Did You Summon Me?

At this time, Bai Yizheng was in a large comprehensive command center, and the situation of each battlefield could be confirmed through a light curtain floating in the air, and the main screen in the middle showed a brief picture of the entire battle situation, which can be seen from above By then, the two aircraft carriers had released all the mechanized mage squads, and these mages were carrying out the pre-war destruction work.

A large number of magic bombs are buried around the enemy's gathering area. They will take the back route when the enemy is attacked, creating more chaos; and the well-trained mage will solve the obstacles in advance. The reconnaissance post guided the air strikes while trying to block the enemy's retreat after the air strikes began.

At this point, the main garrison in the Shensha Empire had already deployed such a mage squad. They only needed to wait for the Dragon Knight's air strike to begin to show their skills.

And Bai also looked at the big clock directly above the center, waiting for the time to go to 0 o'clock, ushering in a new day.

"Are our envoys back?" He suddenly thought of a question and asked the secretary around him.

"Not yet, he decided to wait until the war finally starts before evacuating." The flamboyant female secretary quickly answered.

"Well ... then inform the troops responsible for arresting the royal family and let them pay attention to our people." Bai Yi continued to order.

So Mordred, who was waiting for the order of command on the Glory, received the latest order, and then said to his subordinates, "Good news, we are responsible for covering the retreat of the special envoy when we operate. Make the task more interesting. "

A young man by her side seemed to agree with the interesting statement. She opened her mouth and smiled, but just opened the mouth to her ears, revealing the dense jagged teeth below.

Mordred patted his head angrily, scolding: "How many times have I said this, don't laugh at the metamorphosis!"

It turns out that this young man is also a train ...

"Okay, ready to go, everyone confirms their last mission and organizes their equipment." Modred continued to order.

The special warfare group led by her, named the Imperial Dragon Group, has more than 1,500 people, plus her own total of 41 dragons, of which each dragon will carry 10 mages as air fire support, and the rest will not include logistical support and so on. Outside of the personnel, more than 800 are Marines, equipped with the same power armor as the frontline troops, but each one is an elite master of one hundred miles, at least centurion-level under the feudal military system.

This group, coupled with the long-range fire support of the Glorious, can easily disintegrate the enemy's capital and complete the simple task of arresting members of the royal family, plus an additional special envoy, just to make them more fun.

"We only have 3 hours to complete the task. If they fail, the bunch of iron cans will be sent to the battlefield. I know that you all hate those cans that are not aesthetically pleasing, so we must hurry and not give them any Opportunity! "Moredley continued.

The imperial mages are proud. Although they may no longer be elegant, they are still proud. As an elite force that contributes to the empire, they naturally look down on those brutal and ruthless army of puppets, and now, because it is too long, Peace led some people to start questioning the abilities of the mages, and thought that the puppets could replace the mages well. This is absolutely unacceptable!

Mordred and her team will prove to these idiots that the Empire Mage is definitely the irreplaceable Empire front!

For now, she is also waiting for the moment when the time moves towards 12 o'clock.

The same is true of the special envoy who is still in the enemy ’s palace. He is a senior student who graduated from the School of Strategy and Foreign Affairs of Imperial University. He is a proud disciple of the deceiver, but he is much braver than the deceiver. Even though Bai allows him to advance When he left, he insisted on waiting for the deadline and did not feel that he was in danger. Instead, he looked at a mural in the living room with interest.

After a while, the door opened, and the special envoy did not withdraw his gaze from the mural. Instead, he expressed his sincere admiration: "The magic sand painting of your country is really an exquisite art. No matter how many times I see it, I am deeply fascinated. I hope this art will be well preserved and inherited. "

"Unfortunately, very few people know how to appreciate this, even the Roths who pretend to be elegant and civilized." The emperor of the Deep Sand Empire said in a regretful tone.

"So? That's really regrettable." The envoy smiled slightly, looked down at the pocket watch, the pointer had passed 0 o'clock, and the new day began.

He had arrived at the Royal Palace a few hours earlier and made a solemn protest about the terrorist attack, incidentally, such as the establishment of intelligence agencies in the deep sand country; the entire deep sand country must fully cooperate with the seizure of the insurgents; and with other insurgents Behind the scenes, the master asked for a break in diplomatic relations and so on, and left the opposite three hours to consider.

This time is not so much reserved for the deep sand nations as it is for the new empire itself, because no sovereign country will accept such excessive conditions, even if it has replaced more than 30 emperors in the deep sand nations. Keep the last bones.

In the seemingly irrelevant dialogue just now, the special envoy already knew the last choice of the other side, and then it was time to leave. "It's not early, please let me back."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Special Envoy, it's too late. We hope you can spend the night here first." The captain of the guard behind the emperor said coldly, colored the guards around him, and several of them were wearing Rose. A foreign trade power armored guard came around.

The envoy still had a calm look, straightened his waist, and continued, "I don't know if you've heard our saying: Nothing can stop the Rosser from going home, because nothing can beat the opponent. Love ... "

His voice had just fallen, and a harsh scream was heard outside the window.

"Rotherosaur rides!" The captain suddenly changed his face, "Everyone! Defense!"

But before the guards responded, a muffled noise came from the dome of the living room, a large hole was cracked, and a dragon covered with metal stretched in, and the smoke and dust on the clothes being cleaned out Special envoy looked at each other.

"I'm afraid! Her Royal Highness came here in person," the envoy continued.

"Don't talk nonsense, come up!" Mordred retracted his head and re-stretched a claw to come in. He just stood in front of the envoy and resisted the attacks of the guards.

The envoy quickly climbed up to Mordred's metal claws, and at the end of his departure from the parlor, he still remembered to say to the emperor who had been scared and frightened: "I hope that painting can be preserved because it really It's beautiful. "

Outside the parlor, the capital of the entire Deep Sand Empire has been turned into a sea of ​​fire. One by one, artillery shell-like mages have landed around the palace one after another, and waving their magic skills that do not look like magic rods at all. Staff, quickly reaping the life of the garrison.

There are dozens of dragons flying in the sky, and while carrying out various assaults, they fly to the appropriate position, so that the mages equipped on them attack crazy valuable military targets.

"Rothers ... these **** Rosers! How did they cross our defense? Why didn't they move at all before? Our proud detection system ?!" The frightened emperor looked out the window The scene like an apocalypse, growled loudly.

In fact, others also wanted to tell him that our detection system was bought from Roser ...

"Your Majesty, it's time to retreat!" The captain stepped forward to stand up the emperor, dragging hard, trying to escape.

The next second, however, a hole was blown into the wall, and a pale gold mage with a tomahawk-style staff rushed in.

"Catch a big fish!"

"Protect Your Majesty!" Shouted more than a dozen loyal guards, pounced on them, raised their wands like a fire stick in their hands, and fired colorful magic beams.

Nothing happened, just a smirk from the man.

"Jim type armor, I think this old antique can only be seen in the museum." The pale gold-painted mage waved a tomahawk and rushed towards the guards, just a knife and a hand fell, hot Axe Blade split a guard directly in half.

"Cowardly and powerless!" He shouted again like a great demon, with the flexible axe in his hand flipped flexibly, blocking his waist and chopping a guard from the side.

"No, this guy's armor is too strong, cover your Majesty and retreat!" The guard is still sober-headed, knowing that the power armor of his own equipment and the enemy have too obvious a generation gap, this is not a fair contest .

But even the court guards were so miserable, what about the soldiers outside? What about garrisons elsewhere? What happens? He did not dare to think about this terrible result, he just wanted to escorted the emperor quickly.

As a result, he couldn't take two steps, and the two crimson beams hit him and the emperor's knees accurately, making them unable to stand and escape.

"Hee hee, our captain hates deserters the most." A voice floated over, but no figure was visible.

Shadow Mage, a stealthy sniper! Rother's scariest assassin! The captain of the guard immediately shuddered. At least half of the previous 30 emperors died in the hands of this terrible shadow mage ...

"Originally, are you planning to catch it?" The emperor clutched his knees, his expression twisted in pain.

"Rest assured, we have always treated prisoners of war." The pale golden captain stood before the emperor, slamming the tomahawk staff to the ground, and the slightly red glowing axe blade was emitting plumes of blue smoke. Smoke rising from the heat.