The so-called war is to defeat the opponent with overwhelming superiority in troops and technical weapons with sufficient intelligence and logistical support.

This is Parsifal's consistent view of war. What is incredible is that this guy who is full of orthodox concepts of war and has no military temperament in his body has relied on several battles to become famous for being surprise attacks in which fewer victories are more. Parsifal can only explain this as a prank of fate.

With rich experience in surprise attacks, Parsifal has always been highly vigilant against possible surprise attacks by the enemy, knowing that there are too many cases where a small change on the battlefield has led to a turning point in the entire strategic situation and even the fate of the country, and how many heroic overlords with great ambitions have fallen on the journey they thought they would win due to a trivial accident. There is no room for error in the war that now determines the fate of Charlemagne and Alfheim, and even the future direction of the world.

The deadliest attack of the enemy army must be a surprise attack.

Even at this moment when the City of Condor was crumbling, Parsifal still firmly believed in his previous reasoning, and even more and more strongly affirmed that the danger must come from above.

This is not something close to metaphysics such as intuition, but a judgment based on objective reality and personal experience.

Attacking a well-equipped and well-fired, well-equipped fortress, Charlemagne will surely shed his last drop of blood under the impregnable walls of the Siegfried Line, regardless of the final victory. This is the inevitable result of the overall post-war war between the two, in which there is a comprehensive generational gap in technology, equipment, tactics, and ideology. Individual bravery, institutionalized suicide attacks, a symbol of big-ship--artillery—none of these can change the disparity in power and system.

Even a surprise attack can't change this gap, but for a battle, a battle, a surprise attack has the potential to cause unexpected results.

Especially now, when all eyes are on the magnificence and horror of the bombardment of the cannons and the fall of the air fortresses, there is no better place to do it.

His patience and caution were not in vain.

"Radar response!10 o'clock direction, number 1, distance 80 kilometers, altitude 8500 meters, continuous ascent, speed 960 kilometers per hour!"

The tactical announcer could not hide his surprise, the information captured by the electromagnetic waves was beyond his knowledge of Charlemagne's technical level, and the data was broadcast while repeatedly confirming whether the machinery was normal, and many officers in the bridge showed surprise on their faces.

8,500 meters? And rising, 960 kilometers per hour?

If you're friendly, the above data isn't surprising, but the light spots in the radar interface depict the route from Charlemagne's airspace to the Iserlohn battery, and don't react to the past friend or foe signals.

The space above 6,000 meters is a life forbidden area for all mages and beast knights. Here, mana is as scarce as oxygen and heat, and it may be possible to hold the Celestial Crystal on its back for a while, but maintaining the three permanent techniques at the same time (floating flight, oxygen generation, and maintaining body temperature) will put a huge burden on the capacity of consciousness, and it will immediately fall into danger in case of emergency. If you want to fly higher, you will probably go straight to heaven.

"How the hell did they do it?"

The radar observer muttered to himself, and just as everyone was busy in surprise, the target had climbed to 9,300 meters.

"The whole fleet entered the first level of operation, preparing barrage fire from anti-aircraft artillery. ”

Ignoring the surprise of his subordinates, he raised his hand to ask Thurett to remove the tea set, and Parsifal ordered:

"The enemy is coming, don't let them touch Thor's hammer. ”

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With the help of the light academic method, the tragic situation of the Condor City was clearly presented in front of Roland.

The once majestic fortress was now a piece of Cerres cheese with holes all around it, and as the height was lowered, train guns and howitzers joined the ranks of opening holes in the fortress. Under the dense rain of shells, anyone who still believes in the battlefield myth that "shells will not hit the same place" will definitely be favored by a dozen shells in the crater where they are hiding, and it is a stroke of luck to leave behind fragments for identification. Roland himself has observed four times when three shells were fired at the same time in the same crater.

Roland hated the City of Condors, and there was no place inside and out of that fortress that could make him feel good. Not to mention the narrow-mindedness of the big ship and the great artillery, or the unpleasant experience of his first encounter with this fortress, the investment and benefit of this so-called "decisive weapon" are not at all proportional to the benefits - this alone makes him extremely disgusted. You must know that this war is now an out-and-out total war, and anything that cannot effectively use resources and be effective will cause Roland to instinctively resist. In Roland's opinion, the manpower, material resources and time taken up to build such a fortress can be used to build a fully staffed legion equipped with a certain number of mechanized equipment and many high-ranking mages, and it is questionable whether this fortress can play the effectiveness of a legion.

In a general sense, a mobile fortress in the air is a kind of amplification of an aviation battleship, but the City of Condor is closer to a battlecruiser capable of catapulting carrier-based aircraft - with a powerful main gun, high mechanical power, equipped with carrier-based aircraft, and eggshell-like defense.

Despite the suspicious technical support from unknown sources, it was still a bit more difficult to push a stone more than ten kilometers long into the sky. In order to make up for the lack of power output and the hard indicator of firepower demand, weight reduction has become the only way out. The main building material for the construction of the City of Condor is pumice, that is, the spongy stone after the magma is cooled, and its main components are aluminum, potassium, sodium silicate, the porosity is between 71.8% ~ 81%, and the bulk density is less than 1 gram per cubic centimeter. A large number of lightweight pumice stones are poured together with cement and are naturally much lighter than reinforced concrete and natural rocks. Coupled with the hollow structure inside the fortress and the relationship between a large number of celestial crystals, the weight was finally successfully reduced. Even Charlemagne's level of technology allowed this eggshell with a high-horsepower engine to fly into the sky. As for whether the outer layer of eggshells can block the enemy's shells, in the eyes of those designers, anyway, with the thunder and lightning technique, even if it takes a few shots, it is not a big deal, in case it is unfortunate to be hit, it can also reduce the load a little, as long as you can finally use the beak of the Condor to kill the opponent, it will be harmless.

Presumably, Charlemagne in his terminal state will spend resources to build this garbage, and then drive this eggshell to charge at the iron plate with a spear, and Roland's heart twitches at the thought of burning funds and resources.

Finally, at the end of the day, I don't know whether the eggshell is alive or dead...... No, the heroic City of Condor still played some role, not only exposing all the heavy firepower deployment of the defense forces and the deployment of troops around the Iserlohn battery, but also concentrating all the attraction of the opponent on the body.

Even for this bravery and tenacity, he must not fail.