Chapter 702: Crisis of the Fleet

The steel fleet of ships was full of laughter, laughter echoed endlessly on the river, and the atmosphere was extremely relaxed, as if they were taking a sightseeing tour.

Ahead, on the fleet of wooden ships, something happened!

When the disaster struck suddenly, the red light rushed down like a torrent, as if through the curtain, and the terrifying power that permeated the ground made all the people on the wooden boats and on the backs of the bay crocodiles frightened to death, and their whole bodies went limp, and many people collapsed, and they were extremely desperate.

Unexpectedly, the wooden ship's formation defensive cover withstood the impact of the red light, and only burst out with a blazing flame of light, bursting out with countless violent shock waves, but then disappeared into the torrent of red light that came down from the impact.

"Not dead?"

"Hold on!"

"We're saved, sir!"

"The old thief bless the fart! The fleet is from the White Mountain base......"

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After the initial shock, many people began to howl excitedly after ecstasy. At this time, everyone had time to pay attention to the situation outside the defensive cover of the formation.

The disciples of Wujimen pursued all the way, constantly bombarding the defensive cover of the formation, but they were never able to smash this huge turtle shell, and they were also stirred up by fire, and they were not willing to return in vain, and they kept biting and biting.

None of them were prepared for the sudden arrival of the disaster, and a wave of red light rushed down, and three people were annihilated in the red light on the spot, and the rest of them also scrapped a defensive magic weapon.

The deacon who led the team had a black face, chasing these ant-like things that escaped, he couldn't catch them, and he hadn't been able to blast open the turtle shell until now, and he had also lost his manpower, and if he could go back alive, he wouldn't be able to deal with it.

"Deacon Chang, let's withdraw, go ashore first and find a place to hide, and then wait for the disaster to be over!"

"Yes, this wave of disasters is too strong, we are not well prepared, if we delay any longer, we will not only lose the magic weapon, but even we will have to fold here!"

"Withdraw!"

Hearing the constant screams of his fellow disciples around him, Deacon Chang, who led the team, was unwilling, looking at the huge fleet, his eyes flashed sharply, and he said in a cruel voice: "Withdraw? Where to withdraw? The magic weapons on our bodies can't last, and the real body is exposed to red light, I don't dare to have the support to return to the city, can you?"

As soon as I said this, no one spoke.

Deacon Chang continued: "The only way to do this is to keep bombarding the defensive cover of the fleet and force them to let us in, otherwise, if we die, we will also pull them on as a back!"

When the disciples of Wuji Sect heard this, they all thought that he was a fool's dream, and the others didn't say anything, only one of them couldn't help it: "Deacon Chang, are you in a hurry, aren't you? We've been bombarding that turtle shell, but we can't smash it at all, and the people in the fleet are looking at us just now like watching a monkey show, and they're willing to let us in?"

"At this time, at that time, we can't blow open the turtle shell, but under the impact of the red light, our attack is a straw that breaks the camel's back, and if they dare not let go, then wait to die together!"

He can really be regarded as ginger or old spicy, and he can see it accurately.

As the red light continued to impact down, the formation that enveloped the entire fleet, because no one controlled it, could only move on its own, and could not exert the maximum effect, so gradually the large array could withstand the impact of the red light to the limit, and it shook violently, as if it would collapse in the next second.

"Listen, let us in at once, or we'll smash this turtle shell!" Deacon Chang roared loudly, causing many people on the boat to burst into laughter, pointing at him as if they were watching a monkey show.

"It's a big groove, this mad dog of Wujimen is stupid because of the red light, right?"

"Old dog, you are smashing, if you don't smash it, you are Lao Tzu's grandson!"

"Dog-like things, biting this way, smashing this way, didn't break the big array, and wanted to fool us into opening the big array, your special IQ was sent with phone bills, right?"

"His IQ didn't charge the bill, and he stopped in arrears. ”

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All kinds of scolding came out from the fleet, and Deacon Chang was so angry that his face was bruised, and he roared: "The formation endurance of your ship has reached the limit, and there is no formation mage to preside over the formation, and it won't last long without Lao Tzu smashing it." Whoever dares to spew feces all over his mouth, Lao Tzu will smash this turtle shell and let you see!"

The people of the fleet were instantly quiet, and looked at Lao Zhu and other soldiers from the Baishan base, in the fleet, they were the backbone. At this time, they vaguely felt that Deacon Chang was not alarmist, and their hearts began to panic again.

Lao Zhu's soldiers, before Deacon Chang spoke, felt that the big array that enveloped the entire fleet was in danger, and they didn't know how long the big array could last, and the only hope was that Yin Dong would come quickly.

The house leak happened to rain overnight, and when Lao Zhu and the others were at a loss, the people of Wujimen also discovered the problem of the large fleet array, and they actually wanted to take advantage of the fire to rob, making their hearts sink down violently.

"Lao Zhu, what should I do?"

The soldier Tang who was standing beside Lao Zhu asked a little breathlessly.

Lao Zhu was also worried, and sighed: "I don't know what to do, the fleet's large array may really reach the limit of bearing, it is likely to collapse, and everyone will die." But if we let these men of the infinite gate in, we will become lambs to the slaughter, and we will all die. ”

As soon as this is said, everyone doesn't know what to do.

At this moment, Old Man Qiu came over and whispered: "I think, even if the person from Wujimen didn't lie to us, we can't let them in, delay it first." ”

Lao Zhu sighed: "Old man, but if you don't let them in, the fleet array will not be controlled by the formation mage, and it may collapse quickly." We will surely die. It doesn't matter if we die, but there are still so many people in the fleet, and there is a risk in delaying, and we don't dare to take this risk!"

From the time they joined the army, the belief in protecting the family and defending the country was imprinted in their bones, Lao Zhu could be born and die, and they could not be afraid of danger, but they did not dare to risk the lives of so many ordinary people on the ship.

When Lao Zhu's words came out, the rest of the soldiers also sighed, and they were all numb.

Old Man Qiu has experienced strong winds and indiscriminate winds, and he can see very clearly between gains and losses, but a touch of awe-inspiring color flashed in his old eyes.

He said in a deep voice: "The people of Wujimen originally came to hunt us down, even if we let them in, our best result would be to be captured by them and used as slaves. The result of the worse is to kill us all. Then, they took control of the great array, survived the disaster safely, and then returned with the fleet. ”

Lao Zhu smiled bitterly: "You are old and reasonable, but the problem is that they won't let us delay, and there is not much point in delaying." Although I don't know the formation, I can also see that the endurance of the large array has reached the limit, and a formation mage must preside over the formation, otherwise, the large array will collapse at any time. ”

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