The direct commander of the First Legion and the supreme commander of the Imperial Army, has personally experienced a series of large-scale battlefields such as the Southern War, the Crystal Cluster War, and the God Hunting Battle. It is considered to be the youngest outstanding general in the northern part of the mainland in the past century - Philip, who was once unknown in remote areas, has now become one of the most popular figures in the empire.

But he is still active in the "front line" of the empire - whether opposite is a gathered noble legion or a distorted and crazy monster, a crazy god, or a corrupt unknown wasteland.

Compared with a few years ago, Philip, who is now over thirty years old, seems much calmer and restrained. His experience and his various characters have been exposed to him after his rise in status have made him no longer as simple as he was when he first walked out of Cecil's leadership, and no longer had the passion and rigid knight dogma like he had before. However, when he saw these "civilized territory" far away from comfort and comfort in front of him, and he still showed a sincere smile as always, and he did not hesitate to praise him: "Mr. Gordon, you have completed a great job--the empire and the people will never forget this achievement."

"You're over-the-top, General," said the great architect Gordon, with a smile on his face. The wind blowing from the direction of the wasteland passed through the fortress barrier, blew his hair that was a little messy when he was neglected. "And our work has not been completed yet - it is only the first step to build the base to the foot of the grand wall and gain a foothold here. The next step is to really pass through that barrier and take root in the wasteland. That is the real challenge."

Philip nodded slightly, then looked in the direction of the base: "Let's talk as we walk."

The group walked towards the exit of the armed platform, leaving behind the magnificent armored train "The Winter General" behind them, continuing to be inspected by the technical sergeants. When they were about to walk down the ladder, Gordon couldn't help but look back at the huge armored train, unable to hide his admiration in his eyes: "What a beautiful big guy... This is the first time I have seen an armored train at such a close distance."

"This is specially prepared for this counterattack against the wasteland operation," said the young silver-haired man who followed Philip nodded, "and it is just the first. After the second railway is opened, there will be a second heavy armored train and three "Iron Scepter" light armored trains that will arrive here one after another - these big guys who can carry and fight are important reliances for us to advance in the wasteland."

"Yes, we have received the corresponding construction tasks here. Bruce and I are supervising these things together," Gordon nodded and said as he walked towards the main road leading to the depths of the base. "Everything is going well at the moment."

"It seems that our situation is good," Philip nodded with satisfaction, and then paused and said, "The propulsion base on Tifung has also been built at the foot of the magnificent wall. Have you heard their movements recently?"

"Yes, General," Gordon said immediately, "Under our joint operation agreement, the Tifeng people sent a messenger here on the day they advanced to the Magnificent Wall - the man sent by the 'Wolf General' himself. Now we are setting up a relay site on the hill on the east side, in order to enable remote communication between the two fortresses as soon as possible..."

"Anterssa Wendel..." Hearing the name "General Wolf", Philip showed a thoughtful and emotional expression. "I heard that the border defense arrangement of the Tifeng people is being adjusted to cooperate with this counterattack on the wasteland, but unexpectedly, she came here in person... Now we are allies who are watching and helping each other, and we can only say that things are unpredictable."

"...Are you worried that the rift between the two countries in the past will affect the cooperation of the 'Wolf General' and us?" Gordon asked curiously, "I heard that she lost one eye in the previous war..."

"No, I'm not worried about this. Although she was our strong enemy at one time, she would become our reliable ally when national interests were in demand," Philip shook his head. He knew some inside information and had personally contacted the "little wolf". Naturally, he could make a more accurate judgment. "She is a soldier worthy of respect."

He didn't say anything in his mind: there is no need to worry about the "slight" between Andesha and Cecil (or old Ansu). The old misunderstanding has long been resolved. Her father is still living a comfortable life of clocking in to work and getting off work every day with his colleagues in the cafeteria for dinner with his colleagues...

He shook his head, threw the irrelevant things out of his mind, and then asked with a slightly serious expression: "You just mentioned the relay site... What kind of design is the communication system between us and other camps now? It is not only between the camps with the Tifeng people, but also the satellite strongholds and remote outposts we set up around."

Gordon thought about it and replied seriously: "It is better to follow the previous mature plan. When it is close, use wireless communication between magic network terminals directly. When it is far away, it uses the information chain of the Magnificent Wall itself to forward it. The specific method is to build a relay station, use the relay station to send the signal to the Sentinel Tower, and then transmit the signal to another relay station at the far end by the communication channel of the Sentinel Tower. This can save nearly half of the cost, and the silver elves' technology is mature and reliable. The radiated power of those ancient towers is enough to allow us to directly call the propulsion base of Tifeng people here."

Philip listened carefully, but his expression gradually became more and more serious, which made Gordon, who was standing beside him feel a little nervous.

"General, what's wrong with this?" The great architect looked at Philip's face changing and finally couldn't help asking.

"In terms of technology, I believe in your judgments with the communication experts, but as a soldier, I always have some extra worries," Philip said slowly, "I have seen the army of uncontrolled crystal clusters on the Holy Spirit Plain, and the army of uncontrolled and hijacked communications on the front lines of the Winter Fort. Experience tells me that many things in this world are not so reliable, especially things like the magnificent walls that are both ancient and mysterious... not to mention that they cannot be completely controlled by us."

Gordon's expression gradually became serious: "You mean..."

"There was a problem with the grand wall. A lot of distortions came in at that time. You also experienced that period. You should remember it very clearly. Later, we jointly repaired it with multiple countries, but to be honest, it only repaired the loopholes and strengthened the walls. However, the 'cause' of the problem with the high walls was not really completely solved. You know this," Philip looked at Gordon's eyes. "Great architect, have you ever thought about what to do if there is another problem with that wall?"

Gordon's heart skipped a beat.

“In addition to the communication channels based on the Magnificent Wall, we also need to build a backup channel…at least one backup,” the great architect who had personally experienced the Magnificent Wall repair operation said while thinking, “This requires more relay stations and mobile communication stations, especially between us and the Tifeng base… and one or two additional military stations may be needed to ensure the channel security…”

"No need to worry about costs," Philip said in a deep voice, "his Majesty has given us enough authority to do this."

Gordon lowered his head: "Yes, General."

Philip nodded, then turned to look at the silver-haired youth following behind him: "Fendil, you are the chief of the communications force. From today on, you will take your soldiers with the communications experts here to get familiar with the system here as soon as possible - including those relay stations in the wild. Doing this in a wasteland environment is different from yours in the Imperial Academy. I hope you can understand this as soon as possible."

The young heir of the North immediately raised his chest and shouted meticulously: "Yes, General Philip!"

...

Andesha Wendell retracted his sight to the ancient tower in the distance.

The magnificent energy barrier of the Magnificent Wall is like a waterfall filled with light, towering in the southwest of this propulsion base. No matter which direction it looks from, the shock it brings will not be weakened even a little.

Sometimes it is really hard to imagine... The Silver Empire seven hundred years ago could have built such a magnificent miracle, and this magnificent miracle also reminds everyone who witnesses it, and how dangerous the wasteland in the barrier is.

Andesa let out a light sigh and calmed her sighs about ancient history. She left the window of the command room and returned to her tactical table, and glanced over the maps and some documents waiting to be confirmed.

Although this propulsion base, built by thousands of engineering mages day and night, has already established a foothold on the edge of this wasteland, for the grand counter-offensive plan led by Tifon, Cecil and Silver Kingdoms, all this is just the beginning. More troops will gather in these bases in the future, and more materials will be transported from the domestic to the front line. The engineering troops will cross the energy barrier and ignite the lights of civilization again on that wasteland after seven hundred years - and in order to achieve these inspiring goals, she still has a lot of work to deal with.

Andesa sat down on her chair, and at this moment, a regular knock on the door suddenly came. After obtaining permission, the door was opened and a shorter female adjutant stepped in.

Her skin was slightly dark and had the characteristics of a minority in the southern part of the empire. Her silver-white hair was draped behind her shoulders, her eyes were calm and restrained, and her slightly light golden pupils showed that she was a thin mixed bloodline derived from the ancestor of a night elf.

This is Andesha's new adjutant, a subordinate she personally selected after returning to the military and political system. After that God Hunting Battle that changed everyone's destiny, countless old faces disappeared and countless new faces appeared. This mixed-blooded race from the south of the empire is one of such new faces.

"Koreya," the young general wolf glanced at his new adjutant and nodded slightly, "It seems that the messengers sent to the Cecil base have returned."

"Yes, I just finished handing over to them," said the silver-haired woman named Keleya nodded, her voice low and gentle, and at the same time she took another step forward and put a light yellow flower frozen in the ice crystal on Andessa's table, "This is for you."

"... Flowers? Where did you get them?" Andessa looked at the small flower in the ice crystal in surprise. It still maintained its newly picked appearance. Its charming posture was incompatible with the scenery of the wasteland outside the base. It was obviously impossible to get it from the nearby wilderness. This made her frown quickly, "Is it a stupid and short-sighted material officer transported it from the rear? If so, the person can be caught--we have only been firmly established here for two days!"

"Of course not," Koreya shook her head, "this was brought by the messengers who returned - collected from near the Cecilian base."

When Andesha heard this, she became more and more surprised: "Near the Cecilian base? Isn't their base... also in the wasteland radiation area? How could there be..."

"The messengers were also surprised by this. They said that there was a land on the edge of the Cecilian base with lush plants, which was like a miracle - the Cecilian explained that this was because the underground biomass pipelines and nutritional grids were having an impact, but we had no idea of ​​the specific details."

"...Is it the Cecilians' 'mysterious technology' again... Well, I should get used to it, after all, they even have a giant tree that can cover the city," Anderssa rubbed her forehead, but her eyes fell on the small flower in the ice crystal again, and a smile emerged from the corner of her mouth, "Then let it be here, it's very beautiful. Thank you to the messengers on my behalf."

The adjutant nodded and took the order, and Andesha asked casually after a brief thought: "Is there any new news coming from the Winter Wolf Castle?"

"The news came from Lord Pei Dinnan that everything is in good condition in Winter Wolf Castle, so you don't need to worry about it."

"Is everything OK with my grandfather..." Andesha murmured softly, but couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

The elderly grandfather returned to the border fortress where he had been in charge for half his life. The border knights, which were temporarily reorganized from several incomplete corps, successfully took over the defense of the Winter Wolf Castle under the wrist of her grandfather. She led the fully organized Winter Wolf Legion to the front line facing the wasteland, and together with the Cecils and the silver elves, they prepared a plan to counterattack the wasteland.

Behind the smooth and reasonable dispatch of everything is the empire's embarrassing reality of the great damage to its vitality after the war. Although everything is improving now, the economy and people's livelihood have recovered rapidly and even grown with the launch of the route to the mainland, some things cannot be "accelerated" - experienced and capable generals cannot grow out of the land overnight.

The old man who retreated to the second line was also pulled out of his home to command the border corps...

Andesa suddenly shook her head vigorously, throwing the slightly negative sighs in her mind aside.

The situation will get better in the end, and temporary difficulties should not affect her condition here.

...

When the generals at the foot of the magnificent wall were actively preparing for the plan to counterattack the wasteland, Gao Wen and Amber and their party finally left the continent of Tallond, shrouded by the extreme night, and returned to Loren, who had been away for a long time.

Instead of returning to Cecil City, they headed directly to the Contract Castle where the "Gate" project is located.

The castle named "Contracting" stands tall in the center of the plain, but the wasteland around the castle has undergone earth-shaking changes with the efforts of a large number of engineering teams. Three energy towers in the shape of a font stand around the castle. The blue light rising from the sky can almost burn to the clouds in the sky. Looking down from the sky, a series of neatly planned roads, pipeline networks and power guides can be seen between the facilities. The entire area is like a large engineering component with a complex and mysterious structure embedded on the earth. Even the dragon from Tallongde can't help but sigh when seeing this scene.
Chapter completed!