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    Sir, I see there are still ships moored at the Crescent City port, why don't we go there and grab them.  "Claire suggested. Naland looked sideways at him with an uncertain look in his eyes: "Steal the ship?  " Claire said: "I just took a look. There are many ships parked in the port, and I didn't see any troops guarding it. It's enough for all of us to get on the ship.  As long as we send some troops to closely monitor the other party's movements on the shore, and control the ship before they intercept it, we can rush back to the camp.  "This is almost the only way. However, Nalande was already frightened by the other party, and he said suspiciously: "Are those ships parked there on purpose?  " Claire was silent for a while, then gave a wry smile: "Maybe, since the beginning of the war, we have been controlled by the other side. If they can plan the war to this extent and force us to jump through such a trap, I will be convinced.  .  Naland also had a bitter look on his face and sighed: "Yes, we still have a choice. If we wait and see the camp fall into crisis, I would rather take the risk!"  " "Please make your decision, sir!"  "Claire bent down. Naland pointed at the crescent moon and ordered: "The whole army goes straight to the crescent port and seizes the ship!  " The two elite legions set off again and headed towards Crescent City. Naland looked back at the fierce battle in the Niam River and secretly said: "Lord Coats Langdon, let us all accept our destiny!  "The situation went better than expected. The two legions led by Naland came to Crescent City again. This time their goal was the port. They arrived at the port only one kilometer away from Crescent City without any danger. There were several ships moored on the river.  Hundreds of large ten-masted wooden ships, each of which can carry hundreds of people, is more than enough to accommodate two legions. However, since the emergence of ironclad ships, they have gradually withdrawn from the historical stage of battleships and become only transport ships.  A rare sergeant was guarding the port. When he saw Naland leading tens of thousands of holy fire cavalry, he longed for his parents to have extra legs and ran away without a trace. Naland ordered the white-robed army to give way.  The cavalry of the Blood Robe Legion quickly boarded the ship. It would take at least half an hour for these tens of thousands of people to board the ship. There was no rush. Naland let the White Robe Legion occupy the entire port and form a tight defense line to target the new port.  Moon City. He made up his mind that if the "ambushes" in Crescent City came out to attack, he would stop them with the white robe army and buy time for the gold robe army to board the ship. Time passed by.  Staring at the open door of Crescent City, with cold sweat on his palms, Claire said that there were at least tens of thousands of soldiers hidden in the opponent's city. If they really came out in full force, it would be a fierce battle. Deep down in his heart, he was actually looking forward to it.  The opponent really came out in force, and he was tired of being led by the opponent. A bloody fight would be more satisfying than waiting for the opponent to make a move. At least it would not be as hearty as it is now.  Frustrated. However, such a situation never happened. It was like a black hole with no bottom, and Yang Zheng could not see clearly the rows of smoke and dust in the port.  The standing cavalryman was not completely worried. The officials around him were even worse. They couldn't stop wiping their sweat. This was really an extremely risky move. If the other party suddenly went crazy and changed their attention, they would bring the more than 10,000 yuan with them.  The elite cavalry stormed towards the unsuspecting Crescent City. Perhaps history would be rewritten. In fact, it was really possible that just one small factor could have reversed Naland's character.  All this has been decided. With the North Bank in a critical situation, it is even more impossible for Nalande to launch a blind attack. It would be difficult to say if it were replaced by Pariado. Unfortunately, Pariado's head is being hung on a high pole by Yang Zheng.  Yang Zheng looked at everything in front of him sadly, as the number of Holy Fire Cavalry on the shore became less and less, and the cruel smile on his lips became stronger and stronger. After all the golden robes were boarded, Nalande was doing the final work.  Struggling, everything went smoothly like a living conspiracy, Claire stood on the bow of the ship and waved to him, Naland took one last look at Crescent City, and made the most wrong decision in his life: "Get aboard!  "The White Robes also boarded the ships in the port one after another. A total of two hundred ten-masted ships slowly left the shore and headed towards the north shore. The Chaolan officials who stood on the city tower watching all this breathed a sigh of relief. What kind of  The feeling of being destroyed at any time was really bad. Yang Zheng waved the glass of wine he had been holding in the distance towards the fleet as if to say goodbye! He knew that there would be no suspense at this point in the war.  With two hundred ten-masted ships cutting through the wind and waves, their speed wasAt the limit, the red clouds in the sky over the north shore kept reminding them: "Speed ??up!" "Sir, we found a lot of kerosene in the bilge!" A crew member inspecting the ship came up to report.  "Kerosene!" Naland didn't pay much attention to it. Kerosene is a household item and is used in ordinary people's homes. For a city as big as Crescent City, it is not surprising to use kerosene.  He didn't know that someone on every ship found kerosene in the bilge, not too much or too little. However, the officers on every ship also had this mentality and didn't pay much attention, and they didn't even think of informing Naland.  If De knew that two hundred ships had kerosene on board, he might have thought of more.  The fleet arrived in the middle of the river.  Suddenly, three hundred black shuttle monsters emerged from the surrounding thick fog on the river. They were exactly three hundred armored ships.  As soon as he saw these water monsters, Naland felt a chill in his heart, but he still fell into the trap. Step by step, he walked into the opponent's almost obvious trap, but he couldn't blame others.  Claire is right when she says something: From the beginning of the war, we have been controlled by the other side. If they can plan the war to this extent and force us to jump through such a trap, I will be convinced!  Nalande was also convinced.  The only thing he was dissatisfied with and hated was why the intelligence was so inaccurate and what bullshit data the intelligence officials provided!  There are tens of thousands of ambushes in the Crescent City, a large number of armored ships on the Niam River that can hold back Coats Landon, and mysterious troops that are so incredible that they can beat the North Bank camp to the point where they send out the highest-level signal for help. Of course, there are also the hundreds of people in front of them.  An ironclad ship with malicious intentions.  How could such a huge force escape the eyes of the idiots in the intelligence department of the Holy Fire Army?  Brando had the same question as Nalande, and Duy, who was gnashing his teeth at the same time, took the biggest blame, because the only intelligence Duy did not collect in this serial planning was Yulei's surprise army!  In the middle of the Niam River, the eagerly looking armored ships did not approach. They were wandering around the periphery. Suddenly, a rocket was shot into the river, and a fire dragon hovered.  At the head of an iron-clad ship, Basta, the commander of the Chaolan navy who had been dispatched from the beginning, looked at the two hundred ten-masted ships surrounded by fire dragons, bowed devoutly towards the direction of Crescent City, and sighed.  Said: "Master Supervisor is a true god! Everything is under his control. The children of the Holy Fire Army are indeed here!" Suddenly, countless hurricanes rolled up with water waves, and they actually beat the fire dragons paved with countless kerosene.  It broke everywhere, and the ten-masted ships rushed in.  "Good guys, I asked you to rush over today. This Basta will be ashamed of the tens of millions of people in Chaolan!" Basta ordered everyone to use rockets!  This rocket is Yang Zheng's secret weapon specially made for this ambush. The javelin with thick arms is placed on an iron frame bow that requires ten strong men to pull.  bilge.  Whoosh!  The thick javelin struck with lightning, tearing apart the outer hull of the ten-masted ship and embedding itself deeply into the cabin.  Of course, Basda and the others knew in advance where the kerosene was placed in the bilge of the ten-masted ship. These ships belonged to the Chaolan Kingdom, and every soldier was more familiar with the structure of the ships than the Holy Fire Army.  The gunpowder can on the javelin head exploded after a violent impact, quickly igniting the kerosene in the bottom compartment.  With a series of muffled sounds, dozens of ten-masted ships that had won the bid burst into flames. The wooden ship, blown by the strong wind on the river, burned faster. In the blink of an eye, the flames filled the ship with officers and soldiers crying for their fathers and mothers.  Since Basda became the commander-in-chief of Chaolan, he has never been so happy!  He yelled, shoot, shoot, shoot the son of a bitch.  More rockets shot out, and more arrows burned in the ten-masted boats. Facing the vast expanse of the river, these most elite warriors of the Holy Fire Army had no skills at all, but were unable to use them. They were struggling between fire and water.  Die.  It was then that Nalande realized that all the ships contained kerosene and had been plotted again. He should have known it earlier!  He smiled as he watched a rocket shoot out, piercing the ship under his feet, and then bursting into flames.  People all over the ship were running and shouting, full of despair: "Sir, wewe can't escape!" Nalande gently pulled out the sword from his waist and gently stroked the silver sword blade.  The sword has been with him for thirty years, through many ups and downs, and today it finally comes to an end Goodbye, brother!  He gently wiped the sword to his throat, not even thinking of the Holy Fire Cult to which he had dedicated his life before he died!  Think of that illusory God!
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