The flames had risen to the main deck, and the smoke gradually obscured the vision, and Fang Yu felt that the deck under his feet was shaking, making an overwhelmed sound, as if it would be separated and dispersed at any time. Fortunately, it is only about to be, because other ships have already put it into practice. His gaze looked into the distance through the billowing smoke, and there was only one Napelle in the same condition as theirs, wrapped in flames.

Flames erupted from the breaches in the Napelle's hull, from the lift bay, the gun deck, the captain's quarters, and then in an earth-shattering explosion, the high temperature detonated the main core crystal on the magic engine, and the Napelle broke in two and slowly sank.

There was a rustling noise in the squadron's channel before a voice rang out: "The Napelle is out of formation." It was the voice of the old captain, who was said to have fought in the Battle of Byrne, the only one in their fleet who had ever been in close contact with the war, as a transporter in that terrible war.

"I hope he still has Starlight......," Fang Yu thought to himself, and then gently took off the communication crystal. He looked back. Six Shadows swallowed a small gulp there, whispering to everyone on deck, "We are the only ones left...... The voice was slightly uncertain, as if to say that they wouldn't last long, and would soon follow in the footsteps of the Peeler—and even the other ships.

The rest of the people on the ship all gathered on the deck, Momiji, Kaka, Six Shadows, and the craftsman named Xiayue, as well as a few familiar faces, which were all the names that Fang Yu could name. Except for the aboriginal sailors, the rest were all drafted, a total of seventeen people, and the others had long since been wiped out by the previous artillery fire. The fire was getting bigger and bigger, even the main deck was scorched and blackened, they were more like a flock of quails waiting to die in the oven, the cabins below were long gone, the flames gradually climbed to the mast, and ignited the sails, the ship lost its power and direction, and slowly fell diagonally downwards with a slight arc.

But their mission was accomplished, and Xia Yue looked up and counted the fleets that covered the sky like a swarm of bees. Behind the shadow of the ship on the port side, there was a flash of earth-shattering explosion, which passed through the gap between the ships and came into the eyes of everyone, although they could not see what was happening there, but it was undoubtedly a great battle—

"At least we got enough of their attention." Six Shadows whispered. "No, we deceived them." Momiji shook her head and corrected her.

They were the ones who attracted the Shadow Men to open a hole near the main formation, or rather, the main fleets of the Silver Veslan and the Silver Spear found a weak point in this dense formation - but that weak point was just an illusion, and it didn't exist at all under the disparity between the Shadow Men and their disparity in strength.

It's just that when the Silver Veslan and the Spear of the Silver Forest, and the Elector fleet on the entire battlefield launch an assault on the 'gap', the choice comes to the Shadow Man's side - when the enemy exposes the fragile tactical links in front of you, can you hold back your impulsive instinct, or do you choose a balance between completely destroying the enemy and temporarily retreating?

The better the commander, the easier it is to seize the fleeting fighter on the battlefield, and the easier it is to fall into this trap, which is the classic battle when KUN reached the top.

Fang Yu bet that Bai Xue must also be very aware of that battle, and will definitely be able to read his intentions and seize this fleeting opportunity created by them. For filmmakers who have been dormant for thousands of years, there is a high probability that they have never heard of or seen similar tactics. He didn't know what the millennia meant to the filmmakers, but judging by their dull responses, the passage of time should be just as meaningful to these 'creatures'.

So it seems that their chances of success are at least there, if not great.

The battlefield requires some luck, there is no 100% certainty, and the best commanders are good gamblers, who are calm and calm, and can still hold their voices at the last minute before the victory is decided.

At least in terms of results, they seem to have succeeded, or at least half of the battle, from the first half of the tactic. Although it was not thanks to him, but from the genius of the 'all-knowing' whom he had never met.

But that doesn't matter.

The moment the commander of the opposing side decides to throw troops on the frontal battlefield and set a trap, many things have already been decided. The bright fireworks are just a portrayal of the situation on the battlefield at this moment:

A huge whirlpool has formed, and it is like a merciless meat grinder, constantly devouring the forces invested by both sides. It is true that the 'control' of this meat grinder is in the hands of the filmmaker, and the loss of the caller is far greater than the loss of the filmmaker, and at this rate, the filmmaker will soon win-

A clean, no-nonsense victory.

But this also means that they cannot retreat, because once they disperse their superior forces, the advantage they have gained will be lost, and the two sides will return to equal status. Not only that, but the situation on the battlefield has entered a new stage, and it may be unknown to both sides what the outcome of easily retreating or changing the original decision will lead to.

This is the magic of battle, it is ever-changing, there is never a predetermined outcome, even for the side that has an absolute advantage, it must be dealt with carefully. For the commanders of both sides, there is only one option left at this moment, and that is to continue to invest in the chips until one side completely loses everything.

War has always been a zero-sum game.

But this vortex is exactly what the Electors need, they are like a steady stream of firewood in the hearth, and the Callers choose to use themselves as fuel in this moment, so that the reaction in the hearth continues.

Until the moment when they all turned to ashes.

The clouds below were tearing open to the morning light, revealing the snowy winter earth, and in the field of vision of the Plover was a black line of advancement, and the Electors were overflowing the right bank of the Mossy River, drowning the fortresses there like a tidal wave.

At the end of the attack, the morning mist lifted, revealing a flat path of behemoths, and the core of the floating city of Elpahin towering above the clouds was already visible above the horizon.

Maybe it's time to grab victory, but unfortunately for everyone on this ship, they may not see that, and it is not certain how many of them will survive, everyone is silently calculating what little Starlight they have left—most of them have died more than once in this battle.

And for Fang Yuan, this is a particular headache.

How much starlight is left?

"It's a pity that the camera on the main fleet can't get past the obstacles, even if it's a final close-up," Kaka sighed, "As we all know, as long as no one knows about your exploits, or not many people know about them, then it doesn't exist." ”

"How could it not exist? As long as we defeat the Shadowman, all the sacrifices we make will be worth it. Wait a minute......" Six Shadow's eyebrows suddenly raised, and he said angrily: "Don't look at me with that kind of gaze!" ”

Kaka looked at the silly and sweet girl with a look of pity, and then his stomach smacked, and he bent down with a muffled grunt.

"Well deserved."

Everyone couldn't help but have a common thought in their hearts.

"The fifth round of attacks is coming!" Xia Yue, who had been watching the wind boat sky, suddenly spoke.

The two Shadow Hunters' fleets continued to track their tracks, and they never gave up until after the Napelle sank.

"They're climbing, they probably see we're sinking, they're not going to waste their firepower on us......" The others said as they looked in that direction.

Someone else said: "It wasn't the fifth round of attacks for a long time, it was already the sixth round of attacks......

But Fang Yu raised his hand and quieted the others.

The clockwork goblins he released had already seen it clearly, above the fleet of the Shadow People, the muzzles of the black holes were indeed aimed in this direction, and above the firedeck, the Nightmare Furnace was also reloaded with cannonballs. However, he thought to himself that the other party really shouldn't pour too much firepower into a sinking ship, unless the other party hated them to the core—but he didn't seem to have done anything big after breaking through the siege.

In fact, on the contrary, they have been beaten passively, because of the difference in the range of the artillery, they can't even fight back.

However, through the clockwork fairy through the smoke of gunpowder, Fang Yu soon saw more images, behind the heavy smoke, a shadow man's capital ship was slowly moving across.

He suddenly realized the Shadowmen's intentions, lifted his goggles, and shouted to the others, "Be careful, there's a Shadowmen's capital ship ahead, we may have to crash into it!" ”

Fang Yu suddenly had a bold idea in his heart, he closed his mouth and involuntarily looked at the red leaves on the side, the other party obviously thought of something similar at the same moment, met his gaze, and then nodded slightly.

Just someone else on board? Momiji looked a little hesitant, and couldn't help but look at the aboriginal sailors, after they left, what should these sailors do?

But the other party also seemed to understand the thoughts of her and Fang Yu at that moment, and a boatswain-looking man stood up and said: "Everyone, if you have any ideas, please let them go, you will only die with this ship if you stay here." ”

He paused for a moment before saying, "Leave us alone, let us live with this ship, now...... It's not the time to hesitate about that. ”

"You ......" Momiji was stunned for a moment.

What she wanted to ask was, will you trust us—trust some of the Elect?

It's just that we've been through it all together, and this question seems a bit redundant.

And Fang Yu just glanced at the other party silently, and then nodded at him. "I'll leave it to you on board, boatswain."

"It is my pleasure, Mr. Captain." The boatswain laid his hand on his left shoulder and saluted him with the courtesy of a man at sea.

Fang Yuan turned around and gently placed his hand on his control glove, "Remember our previous tactics?" His question was addressed to the Electors, and his voice was a little surprisingly indifferent: "Everyone, let's surprise each other a little more, so that we can help Bai Xue and them buy a little time-"

"Wait, you mean ......," someone began.

But Fang Yuan's gaze was only fixed on the front, and he reminded intently: "Be careful, the shadow man won't let us lean over easily." ”

The blood-colored bow of the ship was parting the smoke from the battlefield, revealing the scene behind it to everyone's vision, which was the capital ship of the Shadow Man, majestically crossing the hull and cutting into their course from the front in a scuffle.

Its towering shadow overshadowed the tallest mast of the ship, and the side of the Shadow Float came into view almost like a huge wall that had been pressed over, far more spectacular than every Shadow Ship they had ever seen before. "What a big ......," Six Shadows muttered to himself, and couldn't help but gasp.

When she first met the Crimson Queen, the flagship of the Jeffrey Redcoats, in Giant-Harbour, she felt a similar contrast that made her feel very small.

"Beware!" The next moment, the screams of unknown people were drowned out by a violent explosion, and the hunting fleet of the shadowmen above finally opened fire, and they obviously did not want to see the tattered wind ship crash into their own capital ship.

But the six shadows were still immersed in the previous shock, and they didn't react at all, or the way they fought on Kukai was beyond the limits of this poor girl's imagination.

She watched as an emerald green flash struck the side of the ship not far away, and then exploded, sending a flying plank sideways towards her. It is said that the nightingale reacts extremely quickly, not to mention that she also has the ability to have intuitive reflexes.

But these abilities can't have an effect when the master's mind is blank, unless it's a magical ability similar to the Dark Ritual Sacrifice, and by the time the Six Shadows blink their eyes the next moment, it seems that it will be too late. Suddenly, a figure flew sideways and struck her, and Miss Nightingale felt a great force coming, and she flew out, and rolled a few laps on the deck.

But after all, she still has professional instincts, she stopped with her backhand, and finally came back to her senses, suddenly realized something in her heart, and subconsciously looked in that direction, and sure enough, she found that Kaka was lying there with his eyes closed, and his hands were still holding himself, but there was a wooden thorn in his chest, and the blood was gradually spreading.

"Kaka!" Six Shadow felt her heartstrings tremble slightly, and for the first time, she felt a heart-wrenching feeling, and she didn't care about the hot deck, so she immediately got up and rushed in that direction.

But halfway through, Kaka raised his hand to stop her, then opened his eyes, his eyes were fixed in this direction, and smiled at her, but his smile was a little bleak: "It's good to be in time." ”

"You're crazy!?" Seeing his partner's dark eyes staring at him, Six Shadows felt not so disgusted for the first time, and even felt a little peculiar.

"I'm not crazy, help me up." Kaka replied with difficulty.

Six Shadows didn't dare to ask more, and her face was even slightly red, it was indeed her distraction that caused all this before.

She only carefully helped her shoulder to its feet, and made it half-knee, and now the cannon fire had completely destroyed the last power of the ship, and it was falling rapidly in a fragmented sound.

The wind was blowing across the deck, pulling the sparks backwards, and the ship had lost its lift and began to fall rapidly, its hull trembling violently, as if it was about to fall apart in the next moment. The smoke also obscured the vision in other directions, and Six Shadows didn't even know what the others were, she only noticed that her partner was looking up at the sky, and at this moment a huge shadow was passing over the two of them—

That's the Shadow Man's capital ship.

The fall of the windboat caused it to stagger with the Shadowman's capital ship and get farther and farther away, and the Shadowmen's calculations were triggered, and they even lost the last chance to crash into the Shadowman's capital ship.

But another small opportunity remains......

Kaka suddenly recalled Fang Yu's previous words, he coughed, and said in a low voice: "Six Shadows, I'll count one, two, three...... The voice was almost unbearable, but Kaka still gritted his teeth and continued: "...... You dance with me ......"

"What did you say?" The wind was so strong that Six Shadows barely heard his partner's words.

But Kaka turned around and only gave her a clear look, which seemed to shine into the girl's heart, making her slightly stunned,

"Three ......"

"Two,"

"One,"

"Jump!"

Kaka raised his hand, and the moment the shadow came closest to them, he shot his claws, and the deck beneath his feet let out a loud groan at that moment, and slowly overturned.

Another rope passed through the smoke, and Kaka was relieved to see the color of the rope, his partner was the Nightingale, and the Flying Claws were the Nightingale's old business.

Then more ropes pierced through the smoke, it was someone else, but not every craftsman took the chance, the previous artillery fire consumed some people, and there were only seven people left.

He soon saw Fang Ou.

Fang Yu was swinging through the silver-white rope, and the two of them staggered in midair. Fang Yu glanced at the latter and nodded slightly, it was not too unexpected that this young man from the Jeffrey Redcoats would survive.

Then the two of them raised their heads together and looked at the shadows that were getting closer, and although they had survived for the time being, it was unknown how long they would live.

This time there were only seven of them, and they were no longer fully prepared to make sure that nothing went wrong, and there was no one behind them to provide them with any cover, and for the filmmakers, they were not unprepared.

But there is no stopping on the road ahead.

That may be their last battle on this battlefield.

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