Arknights' Lock of Heaven

The fact that they were willing to put on a show and stage a battle between each other already shows a lot of sincerity. Judging from the destructive power they displayed... if they really wanted to attack the fleet, it would be a miracle if even a hundred or so people survived.

Judging from the current situation, about 150,000 of the 170,000 troops will survive. Apart from those who are really unlucky, the two in the sky did not specifically target anyone.

Even if a flagship is hurled into the air and cut in half, some people still survive.

The Terrans' physique is amazing, isn't it?

Being alive is good enough, why think so much?

They could only console themselves with this thought, but every time they turned around and saw the shooting stars streaking across the sky behind them, the roar of explosions, and the abandoned warships... their hearts were bleeding.

This loss is too great. Just these equipment... how to put it, if you throw them to small countries like Sami or Sherag, whether they can even launch them is another matter, but at least on paper, their military strength would immediately make them regional hegemons. Ursus itself would have to think twice about the gains and losses if it wanted to invade.

If the ball were thrown to Bolívar, who was engulfed in war, Colombia's colonial control over the region would be greatly affected, as the puppet regime they supported did not have such military strength.

If the rebels can operate these warships, then Colombia will have to take matters into its own hands to deal with them.

This is a military force capable of influencing the international situation.

They were abandoned in the snowfield in such a sorry state.

I believe that today's news will definitely cause a huge uproar in the country. Losing this fleet is a serious blow to Ursus.

Six hours after the incident, most of the fleet's personnel had evacuated the battlefield. In the makeshift command post, all the remaining officers disregarded decorum and even sat on the ground.

"We can't just give up like this..." A general looked down at his scorched sleeves, the hat he'd lost in the escape, and the mismatched shoes on his feet.

Yes, he even lost one of his shoes while running around, and now he's just asking his subordinate to contribute one to save face.

Upon arriving at this temporary command post, he suddenly remembered that he could have had his subordinates contribute a pair of shoes. The previous panic and fleeing had left everyone so disoriented that they hadn't even thought of such a thing.

But these are all secondary; the most important thing is the fleet!

"Once the fighting over there has subsided, we can sail the warships out after dark!"

"You're overthinking it," someone scoffed upon hearing this. "Leaving aside the attitudes of those two in the sky... the surrounding rift valleys alone are enough to trap all the warships; we simply can't get out!"

"Then let people fill in the soil now!" someone shouted, waving their arms. "We have at least fifty or sixty thousand people here. If each person gets a basket of soil, we can fill it up!"

"But do you think they'll just watch us do it?" someone retorted without fear. "Do you think those rifts that just happened to encircle the warships were just a coincidence?"

"Besides, the soldiers below are so terrified, how could they possibly dare to approach that battlefield again?"

"I think you're just scared out of your wits!"

"You... if you're so brave, why did you run away with us cowards?"

"I...I call this a strategic retreat!"

"Go back? Look at the sky! What a beautiful day! Clear skies! Do you think this is how it's supposed to be? It was all cloudy this morning!"

"Where do you think this clear blue sky came from? Is this something we should be facing? They've been so merciful as to let us escape, and you still want to go back? If you want to go back, go back yourself!"

"You! You coward! Are you even a Ursus? Do you deserve the title you bear?"

"I have a clear conscience. I must lead my men back to our hometown alive!"

"Alright, alright, stop arguing," someone finally couldn't hold back any longer. "Look at what you're all saying! What do you mean by being scared out of your wits? What cowards!"

“However, General Sergei is right. We can’t just leave these warships here,” the peacemaker said slowly. “If we do, we’ll face just as much criticism when we get back.”

"I still stand by my opinion: going to a military court is better than going to a funeral parlor! We can't be executed for crimes not committed in battle; at most, we'll just lose our positions."

"Losing to such an opponent is not shameful! In fact, we still maintained the basic structure of the army, so it can't be considered a complete defeat."

"If you want to go back, then go back. I'm not going to keep you company!"

After saying that, he got up and went outside to tell his men to hurry up and continue their escape.

He felt unsafe being around these people!

Even after running more than ten kilometers, he still felt unsafe, as the booming explosion could still be heard from here.

We have to keep running.

The people in the command post looked at each other in bewilderment, but in the end, a dozen or so people followed him and left.

For them, the worst that could happen was losing their official positions; at least they could survive, right? Anyway, they still had family businesses, so they wouldn't starve.

As for the others... some simply had no other choice but to take a gamble, some had preconceived notions and felt they couldn't just let it go... and some were indecisive...

It's a pity they didn't have a future.

boom! ! !

A beam of light was shot far away and landed precisely in this small command post.

The remaining twenty-odd noble officers and generals were directly reimbursed.

The soldiers around them were already living in constant fear, and now they were completely dumbfounded. After looking at each other for a few seconds, they scrambled to get back into the vehicles and escape.

They were still complaining in their hearts that these generals were unreliable. They didn't want to stop, but the generals insisted on stopping for a meeting. Now look what happened.

As for the origin of the light arrow, well...

I put on a spectacular show of sound and light for half a day, don't you need magic power? Taking a few of your warships is a friendly price. On the bright side, at least most of you can leave alive, right?

They even want to come back and take all the tickets with them! Pshaw! Shameless!

If you won't listen to reason, then you'll have to suffer the consequences. Go and talk to the King of Hell about my forced buying and selling!

In contrast, the people at the armed fortress were much more pleasing to the eye; they ran away without looking back, truly befitting a ragtag army.

As for the vanguard fleet, after two of their warships were melted on the spot when they faced the impact of the Noble Phantasm, they can't even find anyone when they go back now. Only ten lonely warships are left standing there, looking quite desolate.

As the fleeing soldiers continued to escape, Karna and Arjuna in the sky nodded simultaneously, then looked at the third party.

"The rest is up to you." X2

After saying that, he turned and flew towards the Orville.

Only Merlin was left standing there.

He didn't care, since he was just one person anyway. With a wave of his long staff, various light and sound effects followed.

Once the first half is over and we've finished with real fighting, we can leave. In the second half, let Merlin use his illusions, since Karna and Arjuna are both heavy mana consumers!

Xia Yu had lost 20% of the magic power she had accumulated, so she was using her magic weapons like they were free.

Fortunately, the Holy Grail contained a substantial amount of money, otherwise he would have been heartbroken.

Now, let's use Merlin's illusion magic in the second half to scare away those who still want to come back and take advantage of the situation, highlighting the importance of saving where necessary and spending where appropriate.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"It seems my two friends are quite hot-tempered," Xia Yu said with a smile, enjoying the warm winter sun streaming in through the window. "Sigh, after so many years apart, can't we sit down and have a proper talk? Instead, we have to fight like madmen as soon as we meet."

"In the end, it was my fault. I got too excited and sent out invitations to everyone. I didn't expect them to..."

Seeing his sighing expression, Speaker Witt's hand holding the teacup trembled.

The rare winter sunshine streaming in through the window shone on him, but instead of feeling comfortable, he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

After all, this window faces south, so even if he can't see what's happening there... he can see the earth-shattering collision at the very beginning if he's not blind.

It instantly cleared up the snow-covered plains for hundreds of miles around!

It was cloudy this morning!

Speaker Witt could hardly imagine the fate of the noble alliance fleet.

Before he came, he was hoping they would die, but now that they're actually dead, it's his turn to be unsettled.

Rhodes Island is funding the infected in the snowfields so they won't be targeted by the nobles' scheme to wipe out their families. Good!

The powerful and nobles who caused the bloody night in Kazimierz clashed head-on. They could also use this to tie the infected and Rhodes Island to the Emperor and the Council's war machine to fight against the nobles. Good!

If the technology that Rhodes Island was promoting is actually true, then the vast snowfields of Ursus are truly saved. Moreover, in order to fight against the nobles, they will inevitably become even more deeply bound to the Emperor and the Council, which is even better!

Now, the once-mighty noble fleet is gone, and their ally Rhodes Island has displayed astonishing military might.

That's not good.

He was trembling all over!

An uncontrollable scream rippled through my mind: "You've dragged this legendary being into Ursus... What are you trying to do?!"

476. Can killing solve the problem?

Speaker Witt was extremely uneasy, fearing that Xia Yu next to him might suddenly harbor ambitions.

With such connections, becoming a powerful lord is not a dream!

If they can crush an Ursus fleet today, they can destroy Saint Jun Castle tomorrow.

Patriot sat calmly to the side, occasionally glancing at Speaker Witt's expression, then taking a leisurely sip of tea.

Ha, so you've finally met your match.

He knew, of course, that what Witt was worried about wouldn't happen, at least... not now.

But that doesn't stop him from watching the fun, does it?

“It seems we were ignorant,” Speaker Witt took a deep breath and said, “His Majesty judged you to be one of the twelve fragments of Yan Kingdom… but now it seems that’s not the case.”

“You mean how many siblings Nian has? I only know one of them,” Xia Yu said with a smile. “To be honest, they’ve had a tough time, and Nian seems to need my help. Maybe I’ll get to know her soon.”