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"Chirp!"

After eating Luo Zhengdao's jerky, the pseudo-dragon craned its neck in a flattering manner, and it squealed a few times, rubbing its head covered with fine scales against his calf. (Please search, the novel is better and faster!)

Seeing this scene, Vena looked at Luo Zhengdao in amazement, covered her lips with her hand and said:

"Will, I'm begging you for food, and it looks like he likes you!"

Seeing this, Luo Zhengdao himself also felt that this pseudo-dragon was quite in love, and he had a good impression of this little thing, which felt like seeing a pet that had been raised since childhood. Since both parties have a good impression and some kind of inexplicable trust, the next thing will be easy to do, Luo Zhengdao took out the food from the space bag, squatted down and smiled at the pseudo-dragon, tried to make a friendly gesture, and said:

"Your appetite isn't small! Come on, eat! ”

The itchy and enjoyable Canglong also stopped ravaging the hull of the Yangwei, stretched out comfortably and stopped swimming, leaning most of its body on the pirate warship that was sailing at a cruising degree as if it were a hitchhiker.

At this moment, the lookout on the mast saw a situation in the distance, and informed Zola Hegel on the deck with a banner, and the boatswain did not dare to delay time, and came to Luo Zhengdao's side and said:

"Your Excellency, the ship is unidentified, and the direction is on the left side of the stern."

Up to now, Luo Zhengdao, who can only be regarded as a novice in navigation, can't understand such a technical means of communication as Qiyu, and when he heard Zola's report, he could only make a decision with his own brain, and replied:

"All on alert! Oh, be careful not to alarm that dragon, you can do other things. ”

"Yes, Your Excellency, Captain."

What is a house leak that rains overnight? Knowing that the mysterious fleet that was tracking his own fleet was not a good way, Luo Zhengdao did not dare to call the sailors to all move forward to get rid of the tracking. You know, the uninvited hitchhiker under the Yangwei is enjoying himself! You said you want to go all the way at once? Aren't you afraid of annoying this uncle and turning against you on the spot? It is no easier to deal with than the enemy's fleet at all, no, to be exact, Luo Zhengdao would rather have a good fight with those unknown enemies than try to test the Canglong of the Mighty Sea of Light, how much water is in the prestige.

Realizing that the time had come for the fire to burn his eyebrows, although Luo Zhengdao was so anxious that he scratched his heart, he didn't dare to act rashly. After pondering for a while, he remembered another important matter, and immediately beckoned to Boatswain Zola and said:

"Quick, wave the flag, and inform the brave to be hidden."

No matter what Luo Zhengdao thought in his heart, the situation was still unfolding in an unpredictable direction, and the fleet chasing after him was the goblin pursuit fleet commanded by Modo Blackwater.

Unlike the Luo Zhengdao fleet, which sailed in the Aru Islands after eating and drinking, the goblins worked the way, and they had enough to catch up with the newly opened privateer fleet of the Count of Fulu family in the Sea of Light.

If compared to the surviving human exiled nobles today, Luo Zhengdao is not necessarily the strongest and not necessarily the most popular, however, the title of Earl Fu Lu is undoubtedly ranked first. As the so-called tree moves the wind, Luo Zhengdao, a big nobleman, was listed as the highest priority target by the Second Goblin Empire, which can only prove that his life should be like this, after all, in a hierarchical society, a person's birth level means a qiē.

The Second Goblin Empire, which claimed to be immortal, was wiped out by the Second Goblin Empire, and most of the human civilians survived the war, even if they were reduced to slaves, lost their property and personal rights, and lived a miserable life that was inferior to pigs and dogs, but they were still alive. It's not that the goblins are talking about humanitarianism, not to mention that their civilization is far from reaching this step, even in the old world, similar to what kind of beacon of democracy prison tortured prisoners, and it didn't matter if they were their own citizens without a judicial trial. The police, who represent freedom and justice, still wield batons to sweep the camps protesting on Wall Street, claiming to respect private property the most, and Western countries that can enter the king can not directly confiscate the deposits of bank depositors to fill the hole in their own ZF, and so on.

The New World is a place where the true gods exist, and the massacre of believers on a large scale is tantamount to a blatant provocation to the gods.

No matter what kind of gods they are, whether they are upright and old-fashioned, cunning and sinister, brutal and bloodthirsty, there are their own groups of believers in diverse human societies. If the goblins don't know each other and plan to slaughter the humans in one go, then they will offend the gods, and they will never protest strongly and settle the matter. If we really come to that point, even the gods of the order camp and the chaos camp who have always been incompatible will join forces to send down oracles to start a holy war, and they who have been dug up their lives will have to fight the goblin empire to the end.

Knowing that they can't afford to provoke those gods, even if the goblins claim to be fearless braves, they really want to turn their faces with a vote of gods, and anyone who does this has to weigh the difficulty coefficient of the challenge. Even the goblin higher-ups, carried away by successive victories, came to their senses, and a handful of radicals raised reckless topics that would never be repeated, and the tide was quickly suppressed.

The root cause of the problem did not work, and the goblins had to use the symptomatic solution to the extreme, that is, to cut off the fuse of future troubles. The foreboding prophecy about the future fate of humans and goblins is not only known to the goblins, but also to humans, and the prophecy has spread in the New World for thousands of years, and no matter how secret, it should be rotten on the streets, so the goblins sent a fleet to hunt down the human exiled nobles. To this day, among the nobles with the fifth-class titles of the Guangming Dynasty, the goal of the duke level is too conspicuous, and he killed the goblins in the morning, and Luo Zhengdao, the only surviving Earl of Fulu, is also the heaviest fish that slipped through the net, and it is not surprising that he has been shot repeatedly while lying down.

"Fire!"

Smirking and raising his saber, the Goblin Commander Modo Blackwater personally gave the order to attack, estimating that the pirate ship was in range, and the goblin battleship's cannon fired stone projectiles at the Yangwei, which was unhurriedly sailing forward.

"Tom ......"

The view was obstructed by the seaweed bushes that grew and spread in the Sea of Light, and the goblin warship chasing the Yangwei from the side and rear could not be seen at all, and there was a dragon resting under the Yangwei's hull. The cannonballs fired by several of the elves' cannons fell, and one of them hit the tail of the dragon, although the stone projectile did not hurt the dragon, which really startled it. Who would dare to go wild on Uncle Long's territory? Don't know who's the boss? Uncle can endure this, but aunt can't bear it! The Canglong, which is nearly 100 meters long, rests on the floating light and has to be a ruthless character who dominates the side, and when he has been idle, he immediately jumped up from the bottom of the Yangwei ship with a "roar", and pounced on the goblin fleet like a tiger descending the mountain.

At this time, Luo Zhengdao, whose spirit was highly concentrated, and the muscles of his whole body were tense, suddenly relaxed, and he actually felt that he had a tendency to collapse and dizziness. At the moment of 100,000 urgency, Luo Zhengdao didn't care about his physical discomfort, and beckoned his subordinates and said:

"Quick, hoist all the sails, all on."

Sailing in the sea of floating light with extremely poor vision, if you accidentally hit a floating reef, you will fall into a ship and die without a joke, and the risk of high sailing is really not low. This is a kind of performance art that requires a sense of life, but there is no objection to the orders given by Luo Zhengdao to the sailors, and the unruly Zola Hegel only glanced at the captain and complied. At the same time, the goblin fleet that was chasing from behind had a total of more than thirty warships of various types, of which there were only two large ships of the battleship class, plus other cruisers and frigates, and it was not a problem to rush up and kill the privateer fleet with only two ships.

The enemy's blades are all on the neck, and in contrast, the risks that Canada may encounter are negligible, and it is uncertain to move forward completely, and it is a brain-dead act to slow and hesitate to move forward.

How to solve this dilemma does not require much ingenuity, just a right choice between death and death.

As the Majesty scurried through the seaweed jungle in fear, the lookout unfurled a flag to warn that the goblin fleet behind it was nowhere to be seen. Hearing this news, Luo Zhengdao breathed a sigh of relief, smiled at Vina with relief, and said:

"Great, we've got rid of those green skins, where's the Brave?"

Vena Dubov, who has excellent eyesight, pointed to the sparse seaweed bush not far away and said:

"The black dot moving over there should be the Yong."

"Hahahaha...... That's great! Banzai! ”

Like Captain Luo Zhengdao, he felt the heartfelt joy of being relieved to be out of danger, and the hearty laughter and excited whistles of the sailors came and went, which was the true expression of the escape after the escape, but this joy quickly passed.

Sailors who are familiar with the Etheric Sea know very well that the Yangwei is a dangerous fight to leave the battlefield, and it cannot continue to maintain this high-sea state, which is self-inflicted death and no reason, once the Yangwei slows down, the goblin fleet behind it will catch up, which is also an indisputable fact.

Luo Zhengdao helplessly weighed the pros and cons, and said to Zola Hegel with a bitter face:

"Slow down the voyage to the sixth section, wait for the Yong to come over to converge, send more people to observe the surrounding environment, and beware of unexpected situations."

The boatswain's black face never changed much, and he replied in a flat tone:

"Okay, I'll arrange it."

The half-elf beauty came to Luo Zhengdao's side and said:

"Will, there's a hidden supply port in front of you, and it's only half a day's sailing, why don't we go and repair it first?"

It is a good thing for long-distance ships to temporarily dock at port to replenish during their journey, and fresh and tasty food and clean drinking water help to boost the morale of the fleet while avoiding many diseases. Now Luo Zhengdao has to consider not the morale factor first, the Yangwei has been tickled by Canglong for a long time, God knows if it has caused any damage to the hull. It was the safest precautionary measure to hurry up and check the condition of the ship in the harbor, but at the moment he still felt uncertain, lowered his head and thought about it, and later called Zola Hegel to ask for his opinion.

The boatswain suspected of having drow elf blood has an unpredictable sense of mystery, he claims to be a veteran pirate, and his words and deeds are basically in line with the pirate's rough style on weekdays, but this guy also exudes an inexplicable obscurity, everyone thinks he is a person with a story on his body, and naturally no one dares to despise him.

"Commander Vena asked me to build yì to the supply port in front of me for repairs, I want to hear your opinion."

Hearing this, Zola Hegel grinned, and his white teeth dazzled against the dark complexion, and said:

"This is good, those green skins are entangled by the dragon and can't get out for the time being, and we can hide in the harbor to confuse them. There is no gain from fighting with these green-skinned poor eggs, only losses cannot be cheapened, and this kind of loss-making battle is the best. ”