The landing site was about seventy kilometers away from Wangxiang City in a straight line, and with the physical strength of the transcendents, two days and two nights were enough time for them to cross the jungle.

But with the addition of sailors and pirates, this time was almost delayed to more than a week, and this was still due to the lack of encounters with the Greenskins or other dangerous biomes.

The pirate ship without a pilot can probably give the players of the Retribution Warband three to six hours, but the opponent will definitely orient itself when the sun rises.

So they're still running out of time.

The boats were forcibly dragged ashore by Vitoria and Nangong Yujun, and they had to tow the landing boats into the forest and hide them all the way to prevent the paladins from discovering their exact landing location.

The pirates and sailors were busy cleaning up the wooden ships and the traces left by the crowd in the back, and all of them worked hard by the moonlight, and no one complained.

Compared to the people of the Old World, the people of the Far South are naturally less interested in the church, and most of the time they are really not afraid of the power of the church.

And the sailors are bold, and these men who beg for food on the raging seas are accustomed to relying on their own strength and not on the gods to get by.

Because the gods who are in charge of the seas and storms have been cowering in the inland seas of the Old World for hundreds of years, and the chaotic creatures who enter the ocean from the Chaos Fall Zone are the true masters of the sea.

Fortunately, the rich sea has a vast area and unfathomable depth, and the chaotic creatures without the guidance of evil gods are like invasive species in the ocean, indulging in the days of drying with sea creatures every day.

For the sailors, it was a tradition for the sailors to do whatever they paid, as they promised enough benefits.

And those pirates, they feel that they are still useful at least in the hands of the Seris, so that they will not be hanged, and if they are caught by the holy knights, they will probably end up miserable.

"Go ahead and set up camp and rest when the sun rises!" Xu Yichen checked the map and pointed in the direction of the forest: "Keep in formation, don't leave the team!" ”

Two guys with extraordinary strength, like humanoid trailers, dragged the wooden boat all the way into the forest.

There were a total of four wooden boats, two of which they abandoned at the edge of the forest, and the remaining two were retained, because the water system near Wangxiang City was relatively developed, and Xu Yichen did not want to give up the convenient means of transportation by water.

With Hona as a guide along the way, the environment in the forest is much more convenient for the retribution warband, and the centaur girl can always determine a convenient route in advance.

By the time the morning sun began to glow on the horizon, players had found a camp that was spacious enough, and the centaur lady was busy arranging insect repellent spells.

All sorts of flying insects and reptiles crawled out of the stones, in the dirt, and in the trunks of trees, forming a dense procession, leaving the camp, and the scalp of the people was tingling to see.

"I asked them to leave here for a while, and in return, we left some sweets behind." Haurna carefully dodged the swarm on the ground: "You won't be so stingy, will you?" ”

The centaur lady with empty pockets glanced at the players of the Retribution Warband, her eyes on the Demon Hunter, the pacifist who was clearly still apprehensive about Xu Yichen's previous atrocities.

"Of course, we'll leave enough sweets for your little ones." Yang Yuefan nodded, as players, or as high-end players, they have enough space and equipment to hold all kinds of things that they can and can't use.

This made the retribution warband live a decent life no matter where they were, because there was a significant difference between the food requirements of the New Huaxia people and the local natives, and the only thing that could be seen was sweets, so they brought enough honey and other sweets with them.

"They're not my little friends!" Haulna glanced at the swarm that had almost left, and whispered, "Who would be friends with bugs, I just don't want to hurt them, not every druid likes bugs......"

Centaur Niang's voice became quieter and quieter, partly because it was a bit contrary to the teachings of the Ring of Pastoral Trees, and partly because she thought of the perverts in the organization who were particularly close to insects, and felt a little lacking in confidence.

"Anyway, don't forget to leave one person's sweet tooth when you leave!" With a flick of her ponytail, Haurna reflexively walked into the jungle, where she had to drive away any animals that might be nearby.

The combination of the Seris, sailors, and pirates had the intention of killing all the living creatures they could see nearby, and although the centaur lady herself did not reject meat, she could not see them slaughtering animals.

She knew very well that these people were not short of food at all, and that they would hunt for food purely for enjoyment, which was contrary to the druid's beliefs!

"Looks like our Miss Druid doesn't want us to get anything out of it." The Ranger said lazily from the tree, "The animals and birds around have run away. ”

"Let those aborigines rest honestly, don't waste your energy, let's move on in the afternoon." The Demon Hunter leaned against the trunk of the tree and closed his eyes: "Don't give that druid meat until you reach Wangxiang City, let her continue to eat the fruit!" ”

"I've always wondered if she'll like to eat grass...", Vittoria took over a clearing of her own, slumped on the ground in style, and snored in less than five minutes.

A loud noise echoed deep into the forest, even drowning out the chirping of insects in the distance.

"There's a problem! Their speed was getting slower and slower, and it was strange to see that we didn't change course when they saw us follow. On the flagship of the Holy Samurai Expeditionary Force, the captain in fancy clothes looked at the enemy ship that had been caught up and felt a little uncomfortable: "Inform the commander, we may have been tricked." ”

In fact, the captain had sensed that something was wrong two hours earlier, and the enemy ship had changed course at a slight angle during the night, and had gone all the way to the north, and now it was only possible to sail the ship out to the open sea.

It's not a wise choice, and the further out into the sea and the stronger the wind, the more they suffer, and those people can't be unaware of this.

But the paladins were not willing to take a gamble either, and they had to keep tracking.

It wasn't until they were close enough that the captain was sure that he had been tricked, and the wind on the surface was so varied that the sails needed to be angled to borrow the wind.

But the sails of the ship remained at an angle, and although the general direction was correct, the speed dropped a lot as they came and went.

The captain's face was bitter, and he didn't know how to explain it to the commander.

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