Cedar Neck, Three Pillars Mountains.

Goose-feather-like snowflakes kept falling from the sky, filling the sky and the earth. The white snowflakes were everywhere, dancing in the blowing north wind.

The forests and rocks on the ground were all covered with thick snow, forming a huge contrast with the dark leaves and the ground below, like a pure white world dotted with countless black spots.

In the howling cold wind, iron-gray shadows flew across the high sky. The fortress and city walls below were so small, covered with thick snow and blending into the surrounding environment.

Turning the wing, the view passed through the frost-covered glass, across the snowy world, and finally stopped at the castle on the distant mountainside.

These iron-gray figures began to descend and dive.

The snow flakes were turned into powder by the wings of the planes that were speeding across the sky, and turned into frost and ice on the wings. As the wings moved downward, the roar of the propellers began to grow louder, echoing among the mountains.

Adjusting the direction, the fuselage turned an arc to avoid the tall mountain on the right and passed through the huge canyon in front. Dense buildings could be seen below. This was a northern city, many of which were still emitting smoke.

But these flying shadows did not stop, but continued to move forward until they gradually reached the destination in sight.

The cover under the cabin was pulled open, and the heavy black projectile fell down. From a distance, it looked like a thin black line.

The rising flames of the explosion broke the silence of the winter day. A few seconds later, a huge explosion accompanied by the fire was heard, accompanied by a huge shock wave. Such an explosion went up along the foot of the mountain, directly submerging the sturdy fortress and castle with flames.

The blazing fire shook this almost still and cold world.

Although it was a cold winter, there was a suffocating heat wave spreading. The snow on the surrounding mountains rolled down, and the sound of melting water was everywhere.

When the first batch of iron-gray shadows flew past, the fortresses and towers that originally stood on the mountainside had all collapsed, and traces of burning flames were everywhere, forming a sharp contrast with the snow-white earth.

But this is not the end, more and larger clusters are approaching.

Those iron-gray steel bodies passed through the insurmountable peaks and frozen soil in winter and came to this distant mountain range. The sound of the propellers on their wings turned together, so shocking that it covered the sky.

The local residents looked up at the sky and saw a scene that countless people will never forget in their lifetime.

The wings made of steel covered the sky and the sun, roaring incessantly, bringing with them a terrifying whistling sound, and countless black figures fell.

After descending a long distance in the sky, these figures spread out in the air, forming white round cones.

The soldiers of Fairywood suddenly landed in the core area of ​​the North. Once they landed, they quickly gathered and advanced, constantly breaking through the broken defense lines, knocking down the garrisoned guards, and advancing towards the ruins where the flames were gradually cooling down.

Their goal is to end the war with minimal casualties.

Give the world the last tenderness with the most violent explosions and attacks.

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