"Hahahaha, well done, worthy of my old rival."

Clapping his hands in admiration, Luo Zhengdao did not hesitate to give the big goblin commander an evaluation, no matter what time and place, he was not afraid to praise his enemies loudly. But on the contrary, some people in the world like to say that the opponent is as bad as, and that doesn't mean that lowers their own style? What's more, respecting the opponent is meant to respect oneself. If you scold the enemy as stupid as a pig and a dog, in case you accidentally lose for a while, obediently in the winter, then it is better to be a big step closer to the pig and dog?

"Activate - Bow of the Sun!"

"Activate - Arrow of Eclipse!"

Purely using spiritual power to push the position system of the magic card master to operate, Luo Zhengdao's face also lost its blood color and became more and more pale, until a mechanical voice response sounded in his mind:

"Activate the positional counterattack system! Bonus to all shooting weapons! ”

Sariel Byrne, who was following behind Luo Zhengdao, was the first to notice that the situation was wrong, and she leaned closer to her and whispered a reminder:

"Your Highness, you're bleeding from your nose!"

Hearing the sound, Luo Zhengdao, who was in a trance for a while, felt a pang in his heart, and then he squeezed out a smile that was more like crying, and said in disguise:

"Well, a little problem. Vina, get me an ice pack and give me a cold compress. ”

Hearing Luo Zhengdao's words, the half-elf beauty shook her head worriedly and helplessly, and while ordering someone to get the ice pack, she took out the first-aid kit she carried with her nervous expression, she raised her hand with a cotton wool to wipe the nosebleed that was gurgling above Luo Zhengdao's lips, and said angrily:

"Will, don't be so desperate!"

With a wry smile, Luo Zhengdao nodded weakly and said:

"I know, you don't have to worry."

The power of the card master is terrifying and powerful, and I believe that after listening to the bard chanting in the tavern those ancient legends of the great war between the card master and the Aragami, the ears of the natives of the New World are almost grinding calluses.

It is not until today that everyone has had the opportunity to see what it means to be a world of numbers, and what it means that the power of a magic card master is comparable to that of a divine power. It's incredibly powerful, and most people are so shocked that they can't even say a word in the face of unacceptable facts, yes! What an incredible power!

Needless to say, this scene that appears in front of people's eyes is unscientific to the extreme, no, even very unmagical. All enemy targets were distorted and locked into a red circle by Luo Zhengdao's magic card master's power, and those constantly moving icons and numbers detailed the opponent's distance and relative movement speed, as well as key numbers such as HP. For gunners with a little bit of ballistics knowledge, shooting at such a clearly marked target is only afraid that it will be easier to succeed than the moving target that they usually train, and the enemy troops on the opposite side are almost shouting "shoot at me" and rushing all the way to a good target.

On the coastal battery, numbered 14, Quartermaster Haile Pope, who has always been old and serious, couldn't help but say:

"The middle one's HP has bottomed out, I'll kill it!"

The person who can become the quartermaster must be the one with the best popularity in the whole fleet, which is an advantage that no one else can compare, although this is a bit excessive, the other people in the battery still give up the opportunity to Uncle Haier with a grin.

"Tom—"

With a crisp sound, the eight-pounder gun fired by Haile Pope overturned the sampan that had rushed to the front, and at first the silent turret was greeted with cheers. To be honest, it is not easy to change a gunner to fight this cannon, and it is not easy to deviate from the clearly marked remnants of the enemy, and everyone is just giving the old quartermaster a face.

No matter how good the popularity is, it can't stand the jealousy of someone, I don't know who muttered in a low voice:

“…… It's easier than beating a mud duck, what to brag about! ”

No way, the stall on Luo Zhengdao's open dog is also considered a goblin navy poured blood mold, they didn't go out to see the yellow calendar, there is no place to complain to GM, then again, there is no truth of victory on the battlefield, just imagine that even the meteorite fell unprovoked and smashed the enemy army with absolute superiority in the face of the blooming morale collapsed, such outrageous things have really happened in the history of the old world, not to mention that the strength advantage of the goblin navy at this time is still significant, there is no lack of tenacious fighting spirit to sacrifice bravely, and the human resistance of the open hangs is still fighting the goblins who are trapped in the beast, Who loses and who wins will have to fight to know the answer.

As the triad of land, sea and air began to be announced, after paying a heavy price in the face of all kinds of light and heavy firepower of frantic anti-aircraft shooting, the goblin air cavalry continued to dive down from the air to interfere with the battery fire and shoot at the beach, while the slow-moving goblin airships seized the opportunity to throw bombs violently, opening a way for their ground troops to advance.

Backed by ground-to-air fire, the goblin infantry, which had been blocked near the tide line of the beach, bravely climbed the coastal dunes and advanced inland, first and foremost with the outlying watchtowers erected near the shoreline. Unlike fortified forts and fortresses, these wood-and-stone fortifications were more of a cheap alternative, and their value was to keep an eye on the enemy at sea and prevent a small number of enemy troops from penetrating the interior, and in the event of a large number of enemy troops, these rudimentary watchtowers were violently bulldozed almost in minutes.

Despite activating the position, Yan Zòng's mental power overdraft also made Luo Zhengdao languild, he couldn't watch his subordinates die, and he clapped his hands beside him, it was too heartless. Immediately, he pinched the skin on the back of his hand, and used the stimulation of pain to temporarily dispel the negative effects of dizziness.

"It's time for the goblins to see our new weapons, let the rocket artillery units get on board!"

For Luo Zhengdao, who is full of strange military design ideas in the old world, the goblin rocket is a good basket, and anything can be loaded into it. It is very encouraging to see the potential of this ancient long-range weapon as a weapon* platform that goes far beyond the artillery, which has so far been limited by metalworking technology and economic costs.

The bronze cast launch tubes, riveted together by fasteners, were strong enough to withstand the heat of a heavy rocket's launch, and when the forty-tube metal artifacts appeared on the battlefield, the goblins instinctively felt threatened. Any opponent who has been dealing with Luo Zhengdao for a long time can understand one thing, if this guy makes something you don't know, more than eighty percent may be dangerous goods, and the remaining two percent are extremely dangerous goods. Seeing these MLRS open up from the telescope, Modo Heishui only felt a gust of wind blowing behind him, and he couldn't help but shiver. Just as he was about to summon his subordinates to lay out a response strategy, the blinding flashes of flame showed that it was too late to do anything, and the goblin commander closed his eyes in pain, unable to bear to look at the miserable situation of his subordinates.

"Squeak squeak squeak...... Boom, boom, boom—"

The sharp whistling of the wings rubbing against the air as the large rocket flies and the dull explosion after it lands in a striking contrast to each other, forming a sharp contrast with Modo Blackwater, whose eyes are closed from beginning to end, burst into tears. With years of experience on the battlefield, the Goblin Commander knew very well what kind of terrible scene would happen to the landed soldiers under such high-density and high-intensity long-range fire, and it was completely powerless to do anything about it, and Modo's clenched fists made his nails sink deep into the skin of his palms, and blood slowly seeped out from between his fingers.

"Retreat! I order the whole army to retreat! ”

A competent general will let his soldiers die a well-deserved death, and an incompetent fool will make them die blindly, and the key difference is the casualties that must be paid for victory, or the irresponsible treatment of soldiers as expendables, and no matter how much they die, they will not be able to win.

Modo Blackwater knew that under tremendous pressure from the upper echelons of the empire, the hastily formulated plan for the assault had gone bankrupt, so he naturally would not accept defeat willingly. It's a big deal to work hard after yourself. The Taiwan bigwigs held up the field once, and it really didn't want to fight anymore like this kind of stupid war that lost all the inside and face together. However, Modo Blackwater was still a little late in making this decision, and Luo Zhengdao had already preemptively dropped a lore on the chessboard.

Luo Zhengdao, who quietly left the line of fire, greeted his guests on the deserted shore away from the hustle and bustle of the battlefield, and with a pale face, he smiled and waved his hand, and a group of strong sailors piled gold coins in sheepskin bags on the white sand.

"Very well, collaborator, your commission has been completed."

Directly opposite Luo Zhengdao, the old black dragon squatted on the sand, it seemed to be carelessly pulling, piled up into a hill like gold coins disappeared, as a proud member of the dragon clan, the old black dragon didn't care who killed the goblins and humans, anyway, it was a bunch of lowly short-lived species tossing blindly, the old black dragon only cared about how much his actual income was. The precious potion provided by Luo Zhengdao made it feel that it had a chance to cross the limit of its natural lifespan, and even a giant dragon did not necessarily like to transform itself into an undead creature such as a dragon lich, and the joy of falling asleep every day could never be found in the undead.

Hearing this, Luo Zhengdao smiled, handed over a bottle of potion sincerely, and then said:

"I'm going to make an additional commission, 200,000 Plantagenet gold coins, and fight again, how about it?"

At the moment of the stalemate battle situation on the Chuanshan Islands, the old black dragon who flew from the sky all the way naturally saw it all, and a pig should learn to be smart when it lived to its age, and the black dragon immediately sat on the ground and said:

"No, you'll have to double the price!"

Recently, Luo Zhengdao had more money, he hesitated for a moment, and said:

"Okay, 400,000 gold coins, how about you sweep the goblin air force near the Chuanshan Islands for me?"

The old black dragon calculated the risks and benefits, stared at Luo Zhengdao with huge eyes, and said:

"Okay, we're done."