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I ran wildly along the beach until the spectacle suddenly appeared in front of me.
It is a magical bridge that connects the sky and the sea and emits green light. [bsp; ¡°Oh my God.¡±
The beauty of magic appeared in front of my eyes so suddenly that I couldn't help but slow down, wanting to take a closer look at it.
Turning around, I realized that the other three people had already slowed down and were breathing heavily.
"One, you ran to the bridge in one breath?!"
"Hugh, take a rest, white-skinned girl, madam"
Stopping, my muscles were just slightly sore.
If there is any dissatisfaction, it¡¯s just that the pebbles on the road were mixed with the gravel and pricked the soles of the feet.
" However, the female thieves who were traveling with them squatted on the ground and panted for a while before they could say complete words.
"If I had this kind of physical strength, how could any guard catch up with me?"
"Let alone a guard, even a horse would have run away to death, right? He is indeed a famous thief from the mainland -"
"Without my permission, we'd better not publicize it. Maybe 'Bai Si' has a very powerful opponent."
Listening to the chatter of the three girls, he carefully prepared his words, not wanting others to see that he actually had no memory of the past.
"Where are we going next?"
"A guild in Donggang. Almost no sisters are willing to be certified in Westport. The guild director here is a bastard."
"Hmm, his only interest is to find ways to get beautiful female members into debt, and then force them to join the brothels run by the guild."
"Let's not be targeted by that guy's men. Even if we won't be forced into a brothel, I don't want to join that guy's private army. It's not a good thing for a guild leader who is too ambitious. Sooner or later, that guy will use the guild's resources. Bringing trouble to the wrong place.¡±
"The only option is to take the bridge. There must be his men at the port. That guy shouldn't dare to send someone to blackmail him on the bridge."
"Eh?! Are you walking across the Phase Bridge? I'm so tired!"
Listening to these complaints, I squinted my eyes and let the light of the magic network cover my retinas.
"If I'm just tired, I should have some ideas."
The magic lines around him seem to be getting denser.
Countless magical threads were flying along the beach, trembling continuously, as if they were looking around the whole place vigilantly from behind. After switching to the position of a staff officer, the banquet looked much clearer.
There were about three hundred guests in the venue. Taking into account the lower level venue, there were estimated to be about five hundred people on the entire ship. Each group of major guests was escorted by about twenty people, and he mentally classified those gathering as potential threats. His gendarmerie and Taiping guards were scattered throughout the banquet hall, totaling about two hundred people.
"If it is this amount"
He pulled Metty up from her seat, pushed her to Lesa's side, and then turned to the half-elf.
"Ms. Helmont, I leave Metty to you. Without his musical instrument, this guy is almost as good as not knowing magic. Mr. Kekawi, leave half of your manpower for me and bring as many people as possible to the upper deck. Prevent the enemy from boarding the ship with grappling hooks. Leave this to me."
"Is it really okay, Your Excellency? If I take away most of the guards, there won't be many people here."
Leonard Kekaway asked worriedly.
The half-elf is one of the few soldiers who knew Naimen before he became famous. He knows how powerful Naimen Solayton is. Depending on Naimen's own abilities, it's hard to say whether he can win an official badge from the Mages Association.
"no problem."
Naimen made a fist with his right hand and patted the medal on his left chest. The sapphire pendant was stacked under the Medal of Excellence and placed close to his heart, adding a bit of confidence to him.
"Please raise the command flag of the Military Police Regiment for me. Notify each company to land on the premise of ensuring their own safety, and clear out the enemies occupying the pier. If you cooperate with the navy, it should not be difficult to clear them out."
"There is no problem from my side. If I guess correctly, news from the vanguard fleet will come back soon."
After Leonard Kekavi saluted Naimen with a standard army-style military salute, Naimen, who had gathered himself, returned a naval-style wave salute and watched the Vice Admiral go up to organize the defense.
Their act of dispatching guards finally attracted the attention of the crowd. The big shots who had been on top before came rushing over, crying and asking for their protection.
"You are Marshal Wei's subordinates! Click to retreat from the enemy."Come on! "
"I'm going to a safe place! Make arrangements quickly!"
The few remaining guards struggled to hold back the crowd, but their strength was not worth mentioning in front of the panicked crowd.
"Everyone, stop!" Nai Menduan shouted, slamming his fist on the table, "Are you considered the rulers of Phase Port? They are just a few pirates! Disperse now, you want to be cannonballed Are they all solved?!"
Hearing the "cannonball", the ladies and ladies screamed and backed away. The crowd finally calmed down.
"I am Major Nemen Solayton, the envoy of the Overlord of Intre, and I have been requested by the Admiral Taiping to protect you all from danger!"
Naimen shouted while thinking about how to solve the current situation.
He didn¡¯t have time to identify who the enemy was, and it was impossible to make this speculation public, which would only cause greater confusion. He couldn't let the situation remain chaotic like this, as it would only create a greater advantage for the sneaking enemy.
An idea that could immediately control the situation flashed in his mind.
"In order to prevent the enemy from using the gun portholes to launch attacks, ladies, please retreat to the middle! Gentlemen, please spread out. Everyone spreads out along the side of the ship and around the banquet hall to protect the ladies! Please ignore your respective families and guilds for now. , all listen to my command!"
The men looked at each other. On this occasion, no one wanted to show weakness in front of the ladies, so they had to obey the arrangements of the guards and naval officers and spread out to guard around the venue. The chaotic crowd slowly began to decrease from the outer circle, and was not affected by the melee on the sea.
Naimen noticed that some people in the crowd were whispering to each other, and some were exchanging glances, but he didn't know who was the insider. He kept his hand pressed on the hilt of the sword, ready to deal with any changes at any time. If the enemy lines were spread out, there would be no real threat to the ship, and he figured the men would strike before the evacuation was complete.
When there were less than a hundred people left in the crowd, someone in the crowd shouted.
The shout was in Elvish, and Naimen couldn't understand what he was saying.
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"Act as planned!"
Among the last more than a hundred people, about twenty people drew their weapons.
The remaining crowd screamed and fled around. Many people were cut down unprepared. Even big figures like the Bishop of the Alliance were stabbed through the heart with a dagger by the Elf Archbishop beside them.
"Is the Church of the Sun God the commander? It's such a big asset! Follow me, we can't let them control the situation!"
Naimen pulled out "Mercy", waved his left hand, and wanted to rush into the enemy group with his guards and a few naval officers and lieutenants.
As soon as he took a step, a strong force suddenly grabbed his collar and dragged his body backward.
Before Naimen could react, three or four crossbow arrows passed through his original position and hit the shoulder of one of the guards in front. As soon as the magic attached to the crossbow exploded, all the equipment on the guard's upper body disappeared, leaving only a pair of military pants. He was caught off guard and tried to find another weapon, but was stabbed to death by a spearman from the opposite side who seized the opportunity.
"Cracking Technique?!"
Naimen recognized the magic on those crossbow arrows and was secretly shocked.
This magic is specially designed to deal with enemies with powerful magic items - it can almost be said to be tailor-made for him. As long as Naimen's magic equipment is removed, his remaining combat power can be said to be nothing. The only equipment he has that can withstand the disintegration technique is this justice and Annie's memory gem.
He didn¡¯t need to look back to know who saved him. On this boat, only that person was paying attention to him.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????It is almost equivalent to the intuition of a prophet, only the heirs of the blood of Coleman have it.
Before, he just ignored it on purpose.
"Thank you, Your Highness, Bishop."
He didn¡¯t call her by her pseudonym, nor by her real name, but by her teaching title.
"Humph." Olya snorted again in reply.
"Asshole! The high-end scroll I finally bought from that guy was just wasted!"
The attacker commander behind them cursed loudly, making the two realize that there was no time to continue chatting. As soon as Neimen realized that the Archbishop of the Elf Church was not the commander, he stopped and did not participate in the melee ahead.
There are no less enemies in the back than in the front. The only difference is that there are more enemies here.?All humans and not elves.
The enemy soldiers who sneaked in were wearing three colors of clothing, and they seemed to have blended into different chambers of commerce and families. The enemy commander stood at the end of the array holding a folding crossbow. He was a sinister middle-aged man with a short stature but a cold glint in his eyes.
"Those Yellow Turbans, you can't escape! You are also involved in the conspiracy, so do it quickly!"
The man's words made Naimen's face change slightly, and he suddenly turned his attention to the mixed-race female Qushuai who was sitting at the round table.
At some point, Zhang Shiyi¡¯s men had all retreated to the surrounding areas. Seeing Naimen's sharp gaze, one of the attendants bowed and apologized.
"Sorry, we are not trying to escape the battle. It's just that Master Qu Shuai has decided to take action, so we are just redundant."
The enemy also heard this. The Yellow Turban cultists at the other table stood up almost at the same time, took out weapons hidden with talismans, and pointed them all in the direction of Zhang Shiyi.
¡°Since it¡¯s been exposed, let¡¯s kill that woman Saiyid first!¡±
Zhang Shiyi chuckled and stood up. Probably because of her mixed race, she is much shorter than Naimen, and is probably only about the same height as Metty, who has not yet completed her development. However, there is an indescribable power about her that makes people forget her relative diminutiveness.
"I swore in the name of righteousness that I would stand by your side, Mr. Governor. I hope you will not forget the contribution of our Hengqu faction."
Her words made the Yellow Turban cultists tremble with anger, and two of them rushed forward waving steel knives made of Taoist magic.
"Little girl, you don't even have a weapon! Don't be too confident!"
"No need to talk nonsense!"
Zhang Shiyi gave a loud shout, leaned over slightly, and quickly slashed across the table leg with his right hand.
The table legs were made of huanghuali and were supposed to be extremely strong, but they were broken by a blow from the edge of her palm!
¡°Isn¡¯t there a gun?¡±
She naturally grabbed the table leg and swung it to her side, forming a posture ready to stab.
At this moment, Zhang Shiyi was no longer the quiet girl with a ponytail, but became an Eastern warrior full of murderous intent.
She used her toes to kick the entire table into the air, blocking the attacker's two steel knives.
The blade of the knife penetrated into the tabletop, and none of the blades penetrated the solid tabletop.
Zhang Shiyi grabbed the other table leg and twisted his wrist; the round tabletop rotated, and the two men had to let go of their hands with a groan.
Before the other party could regain their balance, she flicked her knees forward again, using the weight of the table to hit the abdomen of the two attackers hard, forcing them to fall directly under the table.
"Woo"
The two knocked down Yellow Turban attackers groaned.
Zhang Shiyi didn't wait for them to push the table away, took another step forward, jumped on the back of the table, and jumped off at the right spot.
Her left and right toes happened to crush one person's throat each, and also silenced their screams.
Almost at the same time, she threw the table leg backhand, knocking down a guy who was about to outflank her from the side. The table leg passed through the visitor's eye socket and penetrated directly into the brain.
Everyone around, including the well-informed Naimen, Olia and the enemy commander, were stunned.
In just one breath, she had killed three attackers, all in the fastest and bloodiest way!
"May the right path be with your souls."
After reciting the prayer, Zhang Shiyi cut off another table leg, grabbed it in his hand, and held it like a short spear.
"A bunch of idiots! They can't even handle a woman!"
The person who made this roar was a giant man with slightly dark skin, wearing a yellow turban that covered all his hair. He looked like the leader of this group of Yellow Turban cultists.
"You little girl who takes Saiyide's name in vain! Take back the name given to your father for the heir today!"
This giant man is holding an enchanted three-pointed halberd in his hand. The style is different from the common axes, spears and halberds commonly used by Koman. It is probably a weapon of the Eastern Empire. The three tips of the halberd were trembling slightly, like poisonous snakes that wanted to bite people.
"my name¡ª¡ª"
Zhang Shiyi leaned over, and the opponent's sharp halberd tip only picked off the yellow ribbon she used to tie her hair. Her long black hair spread out and fell behind her shoulders like a tide.
"¡ª¡ªYou are not qualified to judge!"
She licked her lips, jumped forward, raised the table leg on her right hand, and stabbed the opponent's throat.
When the spear was thrust out, her opponent had not yet withdrawn his halberd.
This seemingly light stab immediately knocked over the seemingly tall and powerful Taiping cultist, and the sharp cutting angle pierced his throat.
"Coughheh"
The body of the yellow scarf leader was shaking violently, and blood spurted out from his throat, splashing several feet away.
The table leg in Zhang Shiyi's hand fell away at the touch, but was not stuck by the man's bones.
"I believe that the right way created all things, and Li Er is its spokesperson"
Zhang Shiyi whispered a funeral prayer for his opponent, pushed with his right hand, and used the corpse to block the attack routes of the other three enemies.
"I believe that the righteous path has produced a"
She continued to recite the creed, raised her toes, and spun her body lightly. The two crossbow arrows she fired were nailed to the table legs.
"One gave birth to two, and two gave birth to three,"
Nv Qushuai stabbed the table leg in her right hand three times in a row like lightning, each time hitting an enemy in the throat.
¡°¡and three gave birth to all things!¡±
The three Yellow Turbans still had dissatisfaction in their eyes, but their bodies had already fallen down.
By the time Zhang Shiyi ended this round of attacks and used his right hand to form a gun stance again, there were very few people left alive on the yellow scarf table.
"you you¡¡"
The enemy commander pointed a trembling finger at the terrifying female killer, wanting to order the siege to continue, but he did not dare to utter the order. Zhang Shiyi had already killed everyone in fear, and he didn't know how many people still dared to step forward to fight.
¡°If you want to ask ¡®the general¡¯s name¡¯ like in the play, you have missed the opportunity. Moreover, you are not qualified to know my maiden name.¡±
The table leg in Zhang Shiyi's hand trembled slightly, as if there was a real spearhead at its blood-stained tip.
"This kind of skill and intuition can only be possessed by people who have fought in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and only the Muleyman seas where the various sects have been fighting endlessly all year round have the conditions to produce such monsters.
"So strong. This is the Taiping Sect's 'martial arts', right? It doesn't rely on magic at all, but it can be so powerful!"
Naimen couldn¡¯t help but sigh. Hearing these words, Olia on the side let out a soft "hum" again.
"No. You'd better not jump to conclusions about magic. Pay attention to her hair."
"hair¡¡?"
Naimen took a closer look and found that Zhang Shiyi's hair color seemed a little different from before. If I remember correctly, I did have honey-colored hair that was close to dark yellow.
"Has your hair become darker?"
Olya continued to explain: "It should be a kind of 'Taoist magic'. The difference between appearance and ritual is very important in religion For example, I also have similar magic that can change the appearance."
The first princess of the empire said, drawing the holy emblem on her chest with her right hand.
Starting from the fingertips, Olya's originally snow-white skin was covered with a layer of translucent metallic silver, exuding a sacred light, and vaguely revealing the red and blue blood vessels underneath.
Before Naimen could ask the question "What kind of magic is this?", Olia's figure turned into a white light and plunged into the group of light crossbowmen.
Unlike Zhang Shiyi¡¯s light, concise, and skillful killing, Princess Olia Hugh Coleman¡¯s fighting method is simpler and more direct. That was the orthodox combat method of the Koman royal family that Naimen had seen before.
????????????????? Faster than the enemy.
Stronger than the enemy.
Be alert to all dangers.
Counterattack any attack without mercy.
The overwhelming power composed of the blood of the Holy Empire¡¯s royal family from generation to generation.
Olya¡¯s silver figure doesn¡¯t care about redundant movements or wasted attacks. It just uses huge power and unimaginable speed to knock down all enemies in front of it.
The shimmering silver arms were like real metal blades, easily slicing through the enemy's muscles and bones. Her fingertips formed natural blood grooves, and there would not be a trace of excess blood stained on the translucent skin. .
There were eight crossbowmen in total, and together they only lasted less than a minute.
When this number was reached, Olya suddenly stopped, glanced at Zhang Shiyi, and then retreated to Naimen.
"Perhaps the commander of the other side is a loyal subject of the empire, and it is not convenient for me to take action."
Olya explained in a low voice, put away her magic, and leaned against Naimen's back as if nothing had happened.
Naimen hesitated for a moment and replied: "Anyway thank you very much."
HeHe took a small step forward, slightly staggering from Olya's shoulder.
He could feel that the princess of the empire wanted to say something, but for some reason, she finally said nothing.
"Retreat!"
Seeing that the situation was over, the enemy commander standing at the farthest end of the deck tore up a scroll and jumped out of the gun port before being surrounded by people around him.
The enemy's array also collapsed, leaving only the group of elves led by the elf bishop still stubbornly resisting.
It seems that these two groups of attackers do not have unified command. Judging from the fact that the enemies in the back are mainly humans, they are probably just loose organizations such as local guards, adventurers, or thieves guilds, so they are not affiliated with the elf rangers in the front.
"Mr. Governor, is my small help appropriate?"
Zhang Shiyi, who was holding a gun stained with blood, smiled heartily and walked over. She didn't seem to see the awkward look of the two people back to back, nor did she raise any questions about the alliance between the Imperial Orthodox Priest and the Free Army Overseer.
Naimen immediately entered working mode. He turned around to greet us and bowed his hands as a courtesy according to Eastern etiquette: "At least I personally will not forget the help your Hengqu Sect has given us. And I don't want such a brave lady to stand in the opposite camp."
Zhang Shiyi hurriedly put down the table leg in his hand and bowed slightly in return: "I feel relieved with these words. Also, I'm not married yet. Saying I'm brave will cause trouble."
Naimen didn¡¯t see any ¡°trouble¡± in her expression, only noticed that her hair had returned to its original honey color.
"By the way, I just heard them call you Said or something? What is that?"
This flattery obviously touched the other party¡¯s itch.
"That's a title. When the Taiping Church was still in the mainland of China, it fought many times with the imperial general named 'Yide', but failed to win any of them. The best result was just a draw. The Great Celestial Master at that time personally The title of 'Seyide' was awarded to the general who could fight to a draw with that famous general and escape unscathed. From then on, 'Sayide' was the honorific title for the first-rate warrior general in the Taiping Army."
"A top-notch warrior. It must be difficult to get this title, right?"
Zhang Shiyi sighed and seemed reluctant to answer the question: "Where. My late father was indeed 'Sai Yide', the heir of Qingniu Mansion who had the highest number of 800,000 Taiping Army guns and batons. This little girl is not talented. , I only received the word 'wing' from his old man, and I haven't been to Qingniu Mansion yet. Although some people will call me 'Seyide' or 'Little Saiyide', those are just nicknames after all. Unlike your Excellency, those two medals of excellence are real achievements."
In fact, mine is not a real credit. Based on my merits, I probably shouldn¡¯t get even a piece of it¡ªit all belongs to Anne.
Although he was thinking this in his heart, Naimen certainly did not say these embarrassing words out loud.
"Then can I call you, Miss Qu Shuai, 'Saeyide'? It seems a bit inappropriate to call your girl by her first name according to your etiquette."
"If you want, you can call me 'Xiao Yi'. Don't think too much, it's just the abbreviation of 'Xiao Sai Yi De'."
Having said that, Naimen could clearly see the corners of Zhang Shiyi's mouth trembling. She obviously appreciated the nickname she came up with. At the same time, he heard Olia burst out laughing behind him.
It turns out that the princess of the empire also speaks oriental languages, and her laughter is quite strange.
"We can discuss it in detail after we resolve the battle, Miss Xiaoyi. As long as it is within the scope of my military governor's authority and does not endanger the interests of the free countries, any conditions can be negotiated"
"What about my share?" Olia suddenly stepped in and asked.
Naimen¡¯s hand holding the sword trembled: ¡°Of course I won¡¯t forget it.¡±
"Don't let me down with the reward."
The princess of the empire chuckled, suddenly hugged Naimen's neck, and kissed his ear gently.
"Be careful with this woman. Of course, be careful with me too."
She whispered into his ear in a whisper that only the other person could hear.
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Seeing that the main force at the rear was about to be wiped out by the two women, he had not yet controlled the situation at the front. The elf archbishop commanding the troops at the front became impatient.
"The Apostolic Envoy of the Empire! Isn't that woman your counselor? What is she doing?! Why are you attacking one of your own?"
?? **The military police and the guards placed on this ship by the Seventh Fleet are all elites. The senior naval officials present here are also mostly combat-experienced combatants, no weaker than the secret troops painstakingly organized by the Church of the Sun God. OverallThe priest gritted his teeth and had to turn to his allies for help.
"Hurry up and stop her! For the sake of our combined fleet, please join us! If we add another cardinal, we should be able to seize the phase port for our fleet"
The silver-haired cardinal shook his head.
"I can't order her. It's true that the people of Saint Sen and the Senate are allies of the Holy Coman Empire - but the Church of the Sun God is not an ally of the Orthodox and Ecumenical Churches."
Hearing such an answer, the elf priest suddenly felt bad. He took a step back and left Ionette's threatening range.
But Ionette just flicked his fingers, and the silver gauntlet he was wearing turned into a giant sword as long as a person!
"You traitor¡ª¡ª"
The giant sword in Cardinal Ionette Hartman's hand easily chopped off the elf archbishop's head, as well as at least three layers of protective magic surrounding it.
The head with pointed ears flew out of the gun porthole and fell into the sea, causing a dark splash.
"What a pity. Our Holy Empire is a civilized country with separation of politics and religion. We will not participate in your dirty conspiracies. Moreover, I can't decide who to take action against."
The silver-haired cardinal sighed, and the giant sword turned back into a silver gauntlet.
"At least you have no chance on this ship. In the final analysis, victory or defeat does not depend on the situation here at all."
The elves around him dropped their weapons and surrendered, and a few people jumped out of the window to escape.
Naimen quickly ran to the porthole and took out his pistol, only to see that the escaped local leader had landed on a small boat dozens of meters away, beyond the range of his pistol and his main magic.
Even at this distance, Naimen could vaguely hear the man's howl.
"Organize a second attack! Isn't it just a ship? The worst is to sink it! Concentrate all the gunpowder and sink it!"
At first glance, he does have this strength.
Dozens of small boats gathered around the "Western". Unlike the Rangers who sneaked into the ship, they did not only carry folding hand crossbows. Many boats were equipped with muskets and even one-pound cannons and light magic cannons. They also had gunpowder. yes.
But this is obviously not a wise choice. It would take a long time for such a large battleship to sink, long enough for magicians to transfer the passengers on it. Even others in the boat were trying to dissuade the commander.
"Chief! Please retreat immediately! It's not too late to escape to the open sea now!"
¡°Are you kidding me! After losing our foundation in Phase Port, do we still have a way out¡ª¡ª¡±
Suddenly darkness fell on the sea, and huge shadows approached the small boats with torches.
It was a huge sailing ship with only about a quarter of its sails. The fireproof red sails were raised high, emitting blood-colored fluorescent light in the dark night, showing off the identity of this battleship as an active battleship.
It moves forward slowly, driven by the night wind blowing across the sea, and slides across the sea unstoppably.
The people on the boat saw its signal light. That was the marshal's signal light of the Seventh Fleet, and the marshal's command flag below it was dancing in the evening breeze. The word "WEI" is written in large letters in oriental Chinese characters on the command flag.
"It's the Pingbo! The flagship of the Seventh Fleet, the Pingbo!"
Their shouts were filled with despair.
The giant ship mercilessly overturned all the small boats on the starboard side and slowly stopped on the side of the "Western".
All the gun doors were open, and the deck was filled with fully armed soldiers, firing with flintlock guns at the small boats in the sea trying to paddle away. After the rowing boats escaped, the "Pingbo" furled its sails and slowly approached the "Western".
"Marshal Wei is here! We are safe!"
"Long live the Seventh Fleet!"
The guests who had narrowly escaped death cheered and rushed to the upper deck, and even the officers of the Seventh Fleet began to leave.
Naimen finally breathed a sigh of relief. He held his hand on the edge of the porthole, his whole body almost went limp, and he felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart.
He had no desire to go to the upper deck to meet Wei Taiping.
"Fortunately, it didn't cause many casualties. Wei Taiping, the crisis you caused almost threw the entire Phase Port into it You should at least notify me first."
?????????????????????????? Wrong. Naimen calmed down and felt that Wei Taiping should have prepared enough contingency plans in advance.
The fact that his flagship appeared next to the "Western" at such a fast speed showed that he was not completely unprepared. It must beLet's put the strongest flagship unit in the position where it can rescue this banquet ship as quickly as possible.
Even if Nemen Solayton himself died on the "Western Ocean", the combined fleet would not be able to control the phase port. Just send another military governor.
"If everything goes well, hold a banquet, enter the port, and take over the political power. If the other party can't help but launch a surprise attack, use the prepared plan to counterattack and get a rare opportunity for a decisive battle with the main force. In order to ensure that it does not affect the overall situation, the action plan is limited to The core of the Seventh Fleet ishateful."
Although he still felt quite dissatisfied, Naimen had to admit that Wei Taiping had not made any mistakes in his command. Although the Elf Archon played a lot of cards, they were not too many to handle.
This is not a trivial strategy, but an honest and aboveboard combat plan, which probably cost the naval staff a lot of effort.
"Forget it, this is also a job. For Wei Taiping, I am the unsettling factor in the whole plan, right? After all, the entire Seventh Fleet is his old team in the East, and only Leonard and my troops are his Not familiar with it. If we are unreliable, he will of course have to use his own people to control the phase port in order to fight with peace of mind."
Through the gun porthole, Naimen knew that the "Pingbo" had completely stopped, and he also knew that the firelight from the direction of the port was decreasing. Thanks to the hard work of the Seventh Fleet Marines and the National Military Police, the battle there seemed to be going well.
He shook his head vigorously to drive away his dissatisfaction from his mind, turned around and walked towards the top deck with his guards.
As soon as Naimen stepped onto the deck, he heard several rounds of applause.
The source of the applause was some distance away from the hatch, on board the Pingbo. To get a round of applause that can be heard clearly here would require a lot of strength, and even the palms of your hands would probably become red and swollen.
The person who led the applause was of course Admiral Wei Taiping. As soon as he clapped, the naval officers around him naturally started to applaud too, and soon everyone on the two ships began to applaud.
"It is our greatest luck to have His Excellency the Warlord Neimen Solayton on this ship. I propose a toast to His Excellency the Warlord!"
"Cheers to your Excellency the Commander-in-Chief!"
Although not many people on the "Western" brought wine glasses to the deck, the admirals and officers of the "Pingbo" all had a porcelain cup in hand.
"Everyone in Phase Port, I am going to defeat Drewayne Mandril today. I can only drink the wine of victory with you when I come back. The entire Phase Port is entrusted to Major Solayton and his military police. !¡±
People raise their glasses again, or raise their right hands to make a gesture of raising their glasses.
Seeing this scene, Naimen¡¯s anger disappeared. No matter how selfish he was before, Wei Taiping did a fairly honest job in terms of compensation. Those words were tantamount to handing the entire civil power of Phase Port into his hands; with these words as a guarantee, the Intre Parliament would be much easier to deal with.
"Gentlemen!"
Wei Taiping threw it casually, and the fine porcelain wine glass hit the ground, breaking into millions of pieces.
"The reconnaissance fleet has sent news that the Empire-Elf joint fleet is twenty nautical miles outside the port, thirty-five degrees east by north!"
Countless wine glasses were smashed into powder.
"Seize control of the Narrow Sea now! The Seventh Fleet, set sail!"
Nemen Solayton raised his head, looked at the command flags of himself and Wei Taiping, and watched as the sails of the "Pingbo" were filled up one by one under the night wind. Spinnaker, square sail, staysail, jib sail.
"Maybe we should say it's Morrowind."
The sky at 35 degrees east to north seemed to have a hint of fish belly white.
Compared to the dilapidated "Lingyang" flag that has been flying over Lingyang Port for decades, his red command flag is still very new.
Although I still feel unhappy, if I was asked to do that
"Please prepare a boat for me, Lord Kekawi."
Leave the naval battles to the Navy, and let the Army handle the land battles.
"The military police are landing! During the day, we must completely control the phase port!" - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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