The soldier in the silver flower armor was in a hurry. He did not care about etiquette and rushed into the command center of the southern army. "Commander, something has happened."
"What?"
Commander Ramel frowned. Before he could get up, his assistant stood up.
The soldier's face was covered in sweat as he shouted hoarsely, "Dark Bank, Rapids Embankment, and Yuri Beach were attacked at the same time. The entire Scottsdale is under attack. The sentries saw Blackwing's ships. They said … they said there are 10,000 of them."
Shaw took a step back in shock, shivering from the cold wind. Although Ramel was certain that the Blackwing Empire would attack the south coast, he was still caught off guard when the attack began.
"Don't panic."
Mael did not move an inch and remained seated in his chair, only frowning. "Call the Spell Casters over. I want to investigate the Omniscient Eye."
The Omniscient Eye was a magical product of the Unsetting Empire and the Black Wing Empire during the Cold War between the North and the South. In order to fight against the Black Wing Empire's expanding maritime hegemony, the late Great Wizard Ron Sully proposed the "Omniscient Eye" plan. With the Unsetting Empire's territorial waters as the foundation, a large number of interconnected scouts and guards were set up. Furthermore, the scouts and guards were constantly expanding outward to achieve the effect of monitoring the entire sea.
At the time, the Blackwing Empire had even launched the Steel Cemetery project as a countermeasure.
The black-robed spellcaster arrived quickly. He held a map in his left hand and two Sorcerer's Stones in the other. Panting, he pushed the door open.
"Scottsdale is under attack. Blackwing's fleet is here."
Ramel looked up at him. "Why didn't the Omniscient Eye give us a warning?"
The spellcaster opened the Sorcerer's Stone and spread out the map. "My apologies, General. The Omniscient Eye only discovered Blackwing's fleet ten minutes ago. Before that, we didn't detect any movement of the enemy."
"Did the spellcasters outside fail?"
"No. The spellcasters checked all the spellcasters. They were normal. They weren't deceived."
"You mean to say that the huge fleet appeared out of thin air?"
Shaw stared at the spellcaster who was trying to shift the blame. "Is that possible?"
Ramel stopped the intimidating assistant. "The fleet didn't appear out of thin air. It might have emerged from the bottom of the sea."
The spellcaster's eyes lit up as he grabbed his savior. "Commander, what do you mean?"
"The Emperor is right. The Oceanids have already betrayed the alliance and handed over their most precious underwater passage to the Blackwing Empire to escort the fleet into Scottsdale."
Ramel's gaze turned cold. "Since the attack has begun, it won't stop..."
His assistant's face turned pale when he heard this. He stood there quietly and hissed, "The hidden dangers left behind by the previous air raids …"
"The enemy has already revealed their target. Now, all we need to do is to guard the teleportation circle and supply line behind Skylar."
Raimel did not particularly mind, and waved his hand to signal for his attendant to help him put on his armor. Although he was old, his mind was clear. He turned to the Spell Casters who were watching the battle from behind, and asked calmly, "What's the situation now?"
"The bombardment has come to an end for now, but the Blackwing Fleet outside the various regions are controlling the dead. They have gathered a large undead army, and it seems that they are about to land."
"What about the losses of the coastal forces?"
"The soldiers hiding in the underground bunkers are mostly unharmed.
On the ground, we lost seven fortress groups and three magic cannon bases. The loss at Uli Beach was the greatest. All the normal ballistas and stone cannons were destroyed. None of the archers and soldiers in the nine short fortresses survived … That kind of fire magic that can burn continuously is very scary. "
Lamar closed his eyes and pondered for a moment. Then, he quickly ordered, "Notify the command center to forbid the activation of magical traps. Forbid the use of swords and magic cannons against the undead. Release AoE forbidden spell scrolls when they approach the water."
"Inform the entire southern army. Aside from the Howling Straits, all garrisons are to do a headcount and transfer half of them to Scottsdale."
"Have the knights gather at the teleportation portal. I'm going to the frontlines now."
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Fierce winds surged from the sea in the south, blowing away the hazy mist and causing the fire to spread even more fiercely. The surface of the sea was dyed crimson.
The undead had already begun to disembark. Under the protection of the knights, Ramel ascended the tower. Looking down from above, the shallow waters of the Yuri Shoal seemed to be covered in white ants. As these ants crawled forward, the tide also rose and fell as if it was cheering.
The Skeletal Dragon flapped its skeletal wings and roared behind them. The soulfire in its head could be seen from far away.
"What a huge Skeletal Dragon!" Shaw exclaimed.
"The war in the north is endless. There is no taboo against using necromancy. It's not rare for powerful undead leaders to emerge."
Ramel pursed his lips. "But that Skeletal Dragon is special. It's the lord of the Blackwing Empire, the ruler of the undead, the Skeletal Dragon Angramo."
"The lord of the Blackwing Empire. It's the commander of this landing operation?"
"Not necessarily."
Ramel shook his head. "Even the lords of the Imperial Court have different levels of power. Angramo's power has yet to break through the legendary realm, and it has not shown any extraordinary intelligence. It's not qualified to command such a large-scale military operation."
"Then who's their commander?"
"The commander of the central battlefield is Odín Tangerine, the daughter of the Black Emperor.
Given the importance of this war, the commander's rank won't be much lower than Odín's. "
Ramel pondered for a moment. "It should be either the Jackal King or the Poisonfire Prince. I'm more inclined to the Poisonfire Prince. The Jackal King is in charge of the Blackwing Empire's internal affairs and human affairs. He hasn't been involved in military affairs for many years."
"Sir, they've come ashore," Shaw suddenly said.
There was no need for his reminder. The Yuri Beach command center reacted even faster. When the first skeleton stepped onto land, they immediately released a large-scale forbidden spell scroll, determined to let the Blackwing soldiers have a taste of their own medicine. Terrifying flames engulfed the entire shallow waters. The undead howled and turned into charcoal, their soulfire scattering.
"Sir, you said that the first 24 hours are the most critical."
A smile appeared on Shaw's lips. "But the enemy actually used these cannon fodders to test the waters instead of charging fiercely. When our reinforcements arrive, they won't be able to fight their way in."
"They won't wait that long."
Ramel's expression was serious as he stared at the white ants surging out of the shallow waters. "They're exhausting the garrison's spells. Once the scrolls are exhausted, the garrison will have no choice but to expose the underwater traps and artillery positions. At that time, we'll receive the fiercest attack. Landing … will only take a moment."
"Understood. It'll take some time for the reinforcements to arrive. I'll go and get the forbidden spell scrolls of the various garrisons first," Shaw immediately said.
"Okay."
Ramel nodded. Even so, the number of forbidden spell scrolls was limited. If they wanted to completely solve the problem, they would have to overturn the Blackwing warships parked near the sea, or …
The commander of The Rising Sun City looked at the roaring Corpse Dragon hiding in the safe zone, controlling the undead army, and made a decision. "… Kill it."