"My lord, we found this on the sea." Several paladins commanded the sailors to drag an oak barrel up with a fishing net: "This is the barrel used to hold wine, it must have been thrown by the infidels." ”

This is good news for Dale, who has been speeding up all the way with the witch's blasphemous power, completely widening the distance between himself and his own warship, and the captain is currently relying entirely on inertial tracking.

According to the information, the final destination of the Seris should be the city of Wangxiang, and unless they abandon this goal, they will definitely sail in the current direction.

It's just that those Seris are scheming, and it's not impossible to make a temporary U-turn.

After discovering the barrel, Dale was relieved to be sure he wasn't chasing the wrong direction.

They could rely on the power of the Lord of the Dawn to orient the god-given object, but they could only rely on prayer to complete the ritual each day when the sun was rising.

On the sea, one day and one night is enough for the other party to fall hundreds of nautical miles away, and with the current navigation technology, it is impossible to track it anymore.

"The great Lord of the Dawn protects us, those heretics can't run away, we're on the right course!" Paladin Dale loudly boosted the morale of the sailors.

The previous venture to abandon two warships had caused the morale of the entire fleet to be a little low, and Dale took the opportunity to boost morale and promote the greatness of the Lord of Dawn by the way.

This time when he went to sea, Dale brought basically the followers of the Lord of the Dawn, and when choosing the ships to go to sea, they chose the captains who believed in the Lord of the Dawn.

Although the Church as a whole has brought together believers of various gods to fight against the Chaos Enemy, the internal competition has never stopped.

Not to mention that some gods have long been at odds with each other, and even the secular sects have been at odds for many years, and the greatest role of the church is to be able to do so now without fighting on the surface.

"Praise be to our Lord, and your followers will always be on the right path!" On deck, both sailors and paladins whispered a repetition.

For a time, the battleships full of paladins were demoralized, and everyone believed that they would catch the damned infidels with the blessing of the great gods.

"Praise the system, are you saying that these greenskins are different and can communicate?" On the other side of the forest, the immortal Mike also stared at the Ganges player in front of him.

"Shh Abshek Singh covered Mike's mouth: "Be quiet, I mean their heads can communicate, not that they can all communicate, there are nearly 1,500 greenskins here, except for the leading one, the rest want to taste us!" ”

Poor Mike, who has been treated as a pawn by Mama from the very beginning, has no idea that the pirates have long been associated with this special green skin.

The musket he borrowed from the upper position was also the prototype he got from the greenskin in front of him, but he would soon know.

Because Mike saw that among the green skins of the past, there were several very large guys carrying relatively well-made spears.

He will not admit his mistake when he dies, that is the weapon he presided over the production and manufacture of on Treasure Island!

From the drawings, to the molds, to the production process, every step was followed up by Mike himself, teaching the aborigines little by little!

Damn, do they have a deal with Mama? These greenskins aren't going to send themselves back to Mama, are they? Mike broke out in a cold sweat in an instant.

Immediately, the wounds all over his body were soaked with the salt of the sweat, making Mike's face even paler.

"You're a Meidi? Or the EU people? Abshek took a closer look at Mike's face, which was white and brown-haired, and it didn't look like it was from Maozi's.

Abshek hopes to use this player to connect with the players in these two forces, and those who can fight against New Huaxia must be a few other big hooligans.

The Afrikans were the first to be eliminated, and even without mentioning their usual political stance, Abshek did not look down on the existence of these gangs, who were blacker than themselves and lazy and could only rely on the mines to maintain their status.

It would be nice if vibranium was produced on the land where the Ganges River flows...... Abshek's illusions were shattered before they could begin.

Reason told him that if vibranium was really in his hometown, I am afraid that New China would have called two hundred years earlier.

And Maozi is a traditional ally of New China, and Abshek doesn't know what he has to impress the other party to change his position.

And the EU and the US imperialism are different, they will be happy to ally with themselves, right?

The highly educated Abshek Singh has long focused his attention on the international situation, and he once hoped to rely on the intervention of foreign forces to complete the delusion of local regional independence.

Unfortunately, that plan failed before it could even begin, and the aggression of New China seemed to have been tacitly approved by several major powers, and no force dared to stand up and make a big statement.

For a period of time, the only surviving aid force in Abshek was the Umbrella Company, an organization that was also pressed into the dirt by New China.

Of course, there is a price to pay for cooperating with those demons, and Abshek doesn't know how many of his compatriots have been sent to the Umbrella's laboratory.

Usually such units were carried out in villages, and sometimes Abshek would wake up in nightmares, always seeing himself wrapped in countless pieces of broken flesh and unable to breathe.

Had it not been for that noble goal, Abshek suspected that he might have committed suicide long ago.

"Are you from the United States or from the EU?" Abshek asked again, hoping to gain the support of several other powers, at least in the game.

"I'm an American imperialist." Mike reveals his identity and wants to see what the other party is thinking.

"I am Abhishek Singh, a humble man who wants to cooperate with you." Abshek smiled kindly: "Here, we have a common enemy, the New Huaxia people. ”

Mike's eyes lit up, and he felt like he was suddenly bright!

"That's right, we do have a common enemy!" Mike shook Abshek's hand: "Then how many people do you have, how much strength can you deal with those new Huaxia people?" ”

"Hehe, don't be so excited about my friend." Abshek felt that the direction of things was beginning to deviate from his expectations, and the rhetoric he had prepared to persuade the other party seemed to be completely useless.

"We have a lot of power, a lot of people, but there's only so much here." Abshek said as he pinched the first knuckle of his little finger with his thumb.