Chapter 218 The End of Fluke (Part 1)

"You are right. If all the windmill towers in an area are destroyed, the people there may take up arms and fight us. If we destroy a part of them, the locals will try their best to protect the rest, and they will not have much energy to participate in the war on the front battlefield."

Richard nodded at Primathis, "Yes, and now reinforcements have been sent to the north and south, so both directions are empty. Order the Southern Front to fight in the south, and leave the north to those restrained corps. As for which ones to destroy? The tall ones must be destroyed, and the ones of average height can be determined by your General Staff based on the local population distribution and the strategic position of the windmills."

"Understood, leave it to me."

A few days later, Richard and his sabotage team had just demolished a windmill. The scouts on the periphery discovered the enemy's reinforcements.

"Got it, let's retreat." Richard looked up at Onyxia flying in the sky and asked, "Is it still possible?"

"No problem."

"Then I'll leave it to you!"

Onyxia screamed and flew towards another windmill in the area. The reinforcements rushed over there to support, and Richard's sabotage team took the opportunity to retreat. After

retreating to the base camp, Primathis, with a bandage wrapped around his body, asked: "Did it succeed?"

Richard nodded: "Success. Oni is now luring them to other places, and other teams are destroying other windmill towers."

After hearing this, Primathis drew a cross on the map. This area was exactly the part that Richard had just destroyed.

"There are only ten left now. After destroying them all, our operation will be completely completed. But can Onyxia really complete the mission? She was seriously injured."

Richard recalled how energetic Onyxia was and smiled, "She is fine. You know, she is not an ordinary dragon. It's just a hole in her leg. It doesn't hinder her from flying and fighting."

"Every time you refresh my understanding of creatures. The people around me are not ordinary people."

"Neither are you. This time it was so smooth thanks to your top plan."

Richard was not complimenting. Primathis chose the windmill tower and designated the destruction plan, which was real and fake, and each time made the local defense forces fail. Even though the selected windmill towers were not all completed, a certain effect was achieved. The reinforcements who had previously supported the base were all panicked and worried about the situation in their hometowns. In some damaged areas, the people had already spontaneously guarded the remaining windmills day and night.

"Don't flatter me, I'll be proud. By the way, here's some information. A mysterious organization has appeared in Fluke, and we don't know the name of this organization or any other information yet. This organization has recently spread all kinds of crisis rhetoric all over Fluke, undermining local stability. In view of the fact that this organization is currently beneficial to us, I have not intervened."

Richard shook his head: "The mysterious organization must have been created by a candidate."

Primatis nodded: "I think so too. Now the only one who can spare a hand to deal with the Protoss is Ymir."

"So what does he want to do by setting up this organization? Does he think he can get the results he wants just by relying on those rioters? Find out the purpose of these guys. In addition, this kind of organization must not appear in our occupied areas. If there is any sign, it must be eliminated!"

"Yes!"

At the same time, Freya sighed in the base: "Did they capture another one? It's too cruel to destroy our economy and food sources from the root."

"My goddess. Due to the loss of windmill towers in various places, our production capacity has been reduced by 30%. Some places have lost nearly 80% of their production capacity. And now a new doomsday cult has emerged in various places, spreading rumors. We have captured some believers and learned that they used rumors or immediate benefits to deceive our weak-willed people. This group of people all believe in demons, and their arrival has made the already crisis-ridden places even worse. Now many areas have already suffered small-scale damage."

"Alas. Send your people to various places to tell our people that as long as the invaders are repelled, the windmills can be rebuilt. Be careful with your words when speaking, so as not to make them more panicked."

"Yes. The damn demons, if they can't break through head-on, they resort to this sinister method. We will definitely win in the end."

Freya nodded: "Let the reinforcements go back."

"All go back?" The priest widened his eyes. "What about the base?"

"The base can fall, but the rear must not be in chaos! Many of the reinforcements left here are already restless, and they all miss their hometown. If this continues, they will even lose their fighting power. Besides, the base may not fall."

The priest looked at Freya, bowed and said: "Yes, my goddess."

The priest quietly retreated without leaving a shadow, leaving Freya alone looking up at the sky with a sad face. Tonight is a waning moon.

Freya looked at the waning moon, but what was reflected in her eyes was the figure of her late husband.

"Ode... I have thought of a way to repel the enemy. As long as we win this war, I can fulfill your wish..."

Freya prayed to her late husband in her heart, her eyes became more and more determined, and she was ready for the battle.

A few days later, Richard launched a new round of attack. Feeling the quiet autumn wind, Richard stood on the slope and looked up. This time, Richard's army still had the advantage. However, Richard, who had experienced a failure, did not think that the advantage on the scene was that great. Perhaps Freya would come up with some strategy to offset these advantages.

"Sir Richard, the subsequent troops are ready to fight and can attack at any time."

Richard looked at Primathis: "Are you okay?"

Primathis straightened his chest: "No problem, although I haven't fully recovered, there is no problem commanding the troops."

Richard's eyes returned to the battlefield: "What I am thinking about now is what new tactics Freya will use. The battle in Fluke was really unexpected. The goddess army had all kinds of strategies, even assassination. It felt like we were not fighting the goddess, but the devil."

Richard always had a vague feeling of uneasiness. Diluka dared to withdraw the reinforcements, she must have a new trump card. But what exactly is it?

"Sir Richard! Look over there!"

Richard looked in the direction of Primadis's finger. On the hillside, with Fluke's base as the center, the sky was changing.