Chapter 1115: The Army of the Seris!
Li Xuanbai thought that she had overestimated the strength of her homeland as much as possible, but when the overwhelming fleet arrived, she still felt that her brain was blank.
Countless warships cut through the waves and took over the entire sea, and one ship after another full of players landed in the harbor.
Wangxiang City's port has been expanded again and again, and now the scale has been released, compared to EU players who have to land on the beach by traffic boats and armed swimmers, players in New China can swagger along the log paved road to complete the landing.
Li Xuanbai had organized laborers as early as a month ago and leveled an open space outside Wangxiang City that was large enough to provide a garrison area for the local army.
More than 20,000 players landed in less than six hours, and the residents of Wangxiang City also enjoyed a large military parade up close.
Players from afar from the mainland, there are 12,000 active-duty soldiers, who have been sent to the Far South in whole formations, armed with uniformly colored armor, and formed several neat phalanxes according to different classes.
Most of the natives living in the Far South have never seen an army of 10,000 people in their lifetime, not to mention that these armies are still composed entirely of transcendental beings, and the momentum is extraordinary.
Twelve thousand people formed several neat phalanxes, marching neatly along the central axis of Wangxiang City, and under that majestic footstep, the whole earth resonated!
Master Steve stood behind Li Xuanbai, silent, he had seen such a neat army outside the New World for the first time, the witch kings artificially created a similar army through mind control, with absolute order so that all soldiers would never appear weak and fearful even in the face of death.
But it was falsely powerful, and Master Steve could easily tell the difference between the two, and the real momentum of the army in front of him came not only from the self-confidence of the soldiers themselves, but also from their trust in the country behind them and their sense of honor that they were willing to die for, while the army of slaves had nothing in their hearts.
"Congratulations, Madame Li, your homeland is strong enough for the Witch King to face it." Master Steve bowed slightly to Li Xuanbai: "Believe me, there is only one country in this world that can get such an evaluation. ”
Li Xuanbai's eyes were slightly red, as one of the New World's collaborators in the Far South, she had been working with the mages for more than ten years, although these mages had always come out arrogant and did not show much rudeness, but this was the first time she had received real respect among those spellcasters.
"I didn't expect that the old country, which only appeared in my father's story, would appear in such an image." Li Xuanbai's mood was complicated, it was the homeland in her dreams, but when it appeared in front of her so really, she was a little scared.
With such a strong motherland, can she and her daughter really gain a foothold in it?
The 12,000-strong regular army was reorganized in batches as they landed, and the members of the Ring of Pastoral Trees in Wangxiang City also witnessed this grand occasion.
"Gast, are you sure we can work with such a force?" Gregan, who had regained his human form, mingled with the onlookers of the harbor and asked Gast, who was beside him, "This is just the tip of the iceberg that they have exposed, I feel like we are ants under a big tree." ”
"I can sense their ambition and arrogance, but just as you are willing to cooperate with the elves, when we are weak, we must rely on the trees to survive." Master Gast's face was calm: "At least from them, I can see hope, see the hope that this world will not be swallowed up by chaos. ”
"You've seen how fierce these Cyris and Old Worlders are fighting, and even if there is a threat from Chaos, they are willing to win or lose in their own race." Gregan whispered, "I only feel danger in them, and the future of the druids is not here. ”
"I can feel that they have established a new path in their country that will replace the will of the forest, and I would like to gamble on the future." Master Gast was not discouraged, but said to Gregan very seriously: "When the time is right, I will recommend some young people to study in Seris." ”
"Horna is the one you chose?" Gregan watched the centaur girl mingle in the middle of a bunch of children, waving her homemade little flags, and jumping back and forth with the phalanx of the soldiers, and had a headache.
He had seen the centaur lady get food from a passing officer for the third time, and she was smiling like a centaur child weighing three hundred and fifty pounds.
"She's one of them." Master Gast's smile was a little stiff, he felt that Haurna had recently been a little degraded by the Seris, and it was childlike to say that it sounded good, and it was not brainy to say that it was difficult to hear.
While the druids were discussing, the free-for-all players began to land, and although they were free-for-all, the New China players were trained reservists who had been temporarily recruited when they chose to go to the Far South.
Each hundred freelancers are assigned a professional officer in command, and the only difference from the regular army is that they wear their own equipment and weapons, but all are given black hooded cloaks for the purpose of the parade.
The black players appeared on the harbor in some silence under the supervision of the black coats, silencing the cheering civilians around them, who looked even more intimidating than the previous soldiers.
For the sake of tactical planning, freelancers must serve three months of military service in the Far South before they can regain their free form, and from then on they can act of their own will.
Three months is the time when the high-level leaders of the Loess District are expected to fight with the EU, and everyone believes that in three months, the Far South will become a hunting ground for new Chinese players.
As the players gradually began to land, a large number of airships began to be assembled and lifted into the air, and soon hundreds of airships blocked the sky of Wangxiang City, blocking the sunlight and blocking the clouds.
Despite the fragility of airships and their lack of self-preservation, the use of airships by the Retribution Wargroup has proven that this vehicle is still valuable in the Far South, and as long as they are not brought to fight the EU, the risk and casualties are tolerable.
After a few hours of military parade, the aborigines of Wangxiang City already knew that the person in this boat black coat was an officer, and maintained enough respect and distance for Gu Jingwei.
Gu Jingwei exuded an aura all over his body, and he didn't look like a good-tempered person.
"Xu Yichen, I've arrived, it's time to divide the ranks." Gu Jingwei clenched his fists and repeated his goal in a low voice.
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