Drake Eurentian, who has always been known for being calm, calm, clear-thinking, and "full of wisdom", really can't be calm anymore at this time. Three days ago, he thought he had done everything a strategist had done; Three hours ago, he thought he had fulfilled the duties of a commander to the end; Even ten minutes ago, he was very firmly convinced that everything was going well and that the world would be in peace.

However, in this occasion, ten minutes is enough time for a lot to happen. In less than a thousand breaths, the decks of four battleships turned into a sea of fire and purgatory. Screams and wails were endless, but the only ones could not be heard with exhilarating shouts and passionate shouts of killing. However, Drake clearly remembered that he had arranged a considerable number of ambushes on these ships, and they were all carefully selected warriors and high-level battle mages with actual combat experience! Isn't it possible that you can't deal with a crippled blind man with a broken arm?

Yes, yes, I know that kind of being, even if you are blind and crippled, you still have the ability to use your remaining hand to hold Justin Bieber and release water, and you can blow up a large group of elite magicians without casting spells without your hands. But the problem is that there is only one person on the other side after all, and the brilliant artifact has been taken away, and there will always be flaws when fighting. Isn't this why I concentrated all the "elites" of the whole fleet? They have concentrated the most sophisticated equipment in the whole fleet and enjoy the highest standard of support, don't they just hope that they will dare to fight and dare to die at a critical moment?

However, in front of a blind man, they were like a group of curly-haired rats who had been frightened, and the faces of their ancestors and ancestors were all lost by them. Russell Clement may be annoying, but he is right about some things. The children of the wealthy families are indeed decayed, and even the whole country is decayed.

We don't know if Drake Eurentian thinks so now, but it is certain that the blue and white face alone can determine that this famous calm and one of the few veteran generals among the nobles of the gate valve must be quite intense at this time.

"How many men and how many ships do we have to fight?" Eurentian turned back to ask his lieutenant. This is actually asking how many layers are left in the ambush circle that I have customized. This is not surprising, many times, when the boss only needs to set a big strategy, and let his subordinates do it. This is a very responsible "celebrity" like Drake Eurentian, and he only knows that he has laid out a strategy similar to "folded paper towels can absorb red wine", but it is not very clear how many layers of paper towels are placed.

"There are also six battleships, with a total of 800 elite soldiers, 50 battle golems, and 20 battle mages." The young and beautiful female adjutant replied. She groaned for a moment, then added, "Master Trogg's escape...... The shift has always been in accordance with our original plan. ”

"You're trying to tell me that the ambushers who were waiting for their jobs were crushed by a single charge from little Berencaster, but it was the arrogant old bat of Trogg who kept his composure, didn't you?" Drake had a sneer on his face, and his tone was slightly pompous.

"Xia Guan knows that because you have a lot of trouble with the Kairingers family because of some industrial disputes in the High Heaven Yuan Province, but this is not the main problem. You assigned the task of nine deaths to Master Trogg, and he agreed without saying a word, at least it shows that at this moment, his public heart is greater than his selfishness. The young female adjutant, who was only about twenty-five or sixteen years old, pushed the glasses that did not exist on the bridge of her nose, and said it seriously.

The implication is that your selfishness as a commander is greater than your public heart.

"I didn't let him die! That old bat in Trogg was the best master of space magic in the entire army, and when he was traveling and practicing, he had learned a great sprint kung fu from the walking rangers at Stormy Cape, and he was the best person to carry out this order. ”

"I didn't say that. What are you nervous about? The female adjutant spoke in a flat tone and had a more bland expression.

"What an unlovely woman...... Of course, that's why it's quite attractive when you put it on the boat. Drake could only mutter in his heart for a moment. He had to admit that neither as a man nor as a commander could not do without this girl twenty years younger than himself. Although she often has a serious face, she can't stand it upright. Although she often complains about herself with a straight face, she is really capable if she can't stand it...... I mean, of course, literally competent!

"Where's the next ship?" Drake asked again.

"The battleship Mystic Realm." The female adjutant did not even pause, and immediately pointed to an old battleship to the left of the flagship, about five or six hundred meters away, and replied.

Although it is an old-fashioned battleship, it is the type of transport ship that often makes cameo appearances due to its large size and fat body. The disadvantage of this kind of ship is that it is impossible to see people in terms of firepower, speed and maneuverability, and the advantage is that it is fat and strong, and can be used as a meat shield and can also carry a large group of stormtroopers.

Drake paused for two seconds before he said hatefully, "Open the port side full gun door and prepare for shelling!" ”

He didn't say who he was going to shell, but he believed that Miss Adjutant would understand what he meant. It turned out that this was indeed the case, and the adjutant lady, who was rigorous and rigid like a robot from beginning to end, flashed a trace of hesitation on her face for the first time, but she still nodded, and then added: "There is still a chance, move the main gun to the port side." ”

His Excellency the Commander was taken aback, but in the face of the adjutant's lady's eyes, "Either you don't do it, you have to do it, you have to do it", and actually nodded subconsciously.

The flagship they are now riding on is the black ship Fateel, one of the three red, black and blue guide ships of the Gate Valve Faction, which is said to be because many people in the Gate Valve Faction, including a considerable number of family heads and clan elders, were fans of the Black Dragon Prince Fateel in the previous dynasty of Auckland. It is also said that there are still several Arcane nobles who shamelessly claim to be the descendants of Fateel, that is, members of the Yanlong Dynasty, anyway, no one can say what happened more than 2,000 years ago...... Of course, none of the above matters. Importantly, the Fatal was the most firepower of the three ships, with more than a hundred flame crossbows and twenty magic crystal cannons of varying sizes. Because of the excessive firepower, the burden on the core of the ship Tisru has also increased, so its shield is also the weakest of the three ships.

Strictly speaking, this kind of thin-skinned stuffing with ferocious firepower is actually not suitable for a flagship. But what can be done? The Red Ship Barbarossa has been captured by the enemy, and the Blue Ship (actually the Purple Ship) Octavili has been shot and has not yet been repaired.

What, you said that Your Excellency the Commander can actually choose a battleship with good enough protection to sit on, even if it is an old ship? Hmph, the person who can ask this kind of question is a political novice at first glance!

In any case, the ferocious Fateel was better than the other two at this time. After all, it was the flagship, and the sailors on it were also considered to be elite, and soon a lot of the guide guns installed in the front and back of the right side were removed, and ten of them were concentrated on the port side. The natural magic crystal at the tip of the muzzle shimmered with a murderous halo, and at first glance, it was full of elegant, majestic, and fierce mystical deterrence. It's like the ultimate weapon that a noble spellcaster should use, those

"Listen to my orders and prepare for a salvo!" Miss Adjutant said loudly to the gunners.

The gunners and sailors looked at each other, and they all felt that it was really inappropriate to shell the right ship, but after all, they were not bloody warriors, and they did not dare to question the orders of their superiors on the spot.

"I hope that old guy in Trogg really does what you say, and understands what he has to do." Drake Road.

The adjutant said she didn't want to say anything. If it weren't for the fact that the other party was his boss plus a meal ticket plus a humanoid press (meow) and a (woo) stick, he would have thrown a magic crystal cannon in his face.

Your Excellency the Commander has a bit of a taste of a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain, but in fact, it is not without reason at all. Now, Master Trogg, who has been run over by Lu Xi for four boats, is actually about to collapse.

He had thought that he would be able to relax a little when the enemy was introduced into the encirclement by himself. Under the siege and interception of a large number of ambushes, he could leisurely take this strong enemy to wander in the net of heaven and earth on more than a dozen warships, until the opponent ran out of oil and lamps. However, why didn't anyone tell him, even in the siege network, even in the face of the siege of the elite ambush soldiers, he did not slow down in the pursuit of himself. Master Trog is faster than many horses in the 100 meters, and it only takes less than two seconds to start a stance jump on average. Theoretically, with this level of escape, he can't die even if he is thrown into the abyss and watched by a dozen demon legions. However, as a spellcaster, Octavia's sixth sense kept reminding him that he had to run, run, run, and run all the time, and while running, he had to concentrate on building the structure of the spell in his mind as fast as he could. But if there is the slightest slackness, the enemy behind will immediately catch up.

However, Master Trog is over sixty years old this year, and no matter how good he is at running, his physical strength can always be compared to when he was younger. can hold on to it until now and has not fainted, and he is completely worthy of a tough guy with perseverance.

“…… It stands to reason that I just need to run. He had to deal with so many people while running, but why did I always feel that I was the first to die of exhaustion? Trogg felt the murderous oppression behind him like an ancient beast, and the upside-down cold hair never fell. He had no doubt that once he was crushed, he would die a miserable death in an instant. He has been famous for a long time, and he has experienced many battles and defeated many strong enemies, but he can't pass a few moves in the hands of an enemy who is only one-third of his age at that age.

"What should I do?" The thought was spinning in his head as if instinctively. But in fact, at this time, he had no room to think at all, so he could only reflexively run to the next layer of encirclement according to the original plan. In order to allow yourself to concentrate on escaping...... Ah no, the strategic shift, he'd forced himself to close his slap, completely blocking out all the screams that shook him to the verge of kidney dysfunction.

"What's next, Mystic Realm?" Trogg mustered up a shred of courage. He knew that this battleship, which could make a cameo appearance as a transport ship, was the tightest link in the encirclement network, or at least one of them. It is equipped with more than 300 elite warriors and ten elite battle mages, and there is also an elemental inertia field that can be launched at any time.

This is an arcane method of forbidden magic, of course, it cannot be compared to the forbidden realm of demonic magic, but it can also make the top spellcasters feel the difficulty of casting spells. In this way, the more than three hundred warriors on the ship, as well as the five champion gladiators hired with a lot of money, would have room to play.

Trogg gathered his energy and started to jump to the Mystic Realm. He stumbled as he landed, and his temples began to ache faintly. The old mage knew that he was indeed reaching his limit.

"Quick, give me the potion!"

This was the third bottle of the elixir he had drunk in ten minutes, and we all knew that it was not a good habit to turn blue and green back by taking drugs. Even the improvements sold by Sehilius' small workshop in Elichar (before the coup) had certain side effects, but Master Trog at this time couldn't care about that much. From this point of view alone, this old mage is hardcore enough.

He drank the drug, which smelled and tasted cruel, and rushed into the shield wall of the crowd without stopping, and Lucy Berencaster had already flashed onto the deck with a gesture more than thirty times more agile and graceful than he was.

I don't know how many soldiers and magicians died at his hands, but not only did he not have any stains and blood on his body, but he didn't even breathe much faster.

"Yes, keep running! I'm almost sixty miles away. Lu Xi continued to smile maliciously.

Although I didn't know what "mai" meant, it didn't delay the old mage from feeling the ridicule on his face.

"It's too much to deceive people, Lao Tzu is fighting with you!"

Well, although he is very hardcore, he is just thinking about it in his head. In fact, he didn't even look back, and ran to the stern of the boat.

"Quick, activate elemental inertia!" Master Trogg shouted.

A few battle mages were a little hesitant, and as soon as this field opened, they would be waste. They feel that they are also elite spellcasters with a high reputation, and they should still be able to hold on for a few rounds to brush up their presence.

However, all I heard was "Wow! A light and even somewhat refreshing sound of breaking through the air flashed, and within a radius of twenty meters with Lu Xi as the center, all the soldiers, including the two spellcasters, the Wutai puppet, and a champion gladiator, all broke smoothly from the position of their waists, abdomen, and chest. The fracture is so smooth and neat that it seems to have been cut with the most delicate machine. The armor on their bodies, the occult defenses, and even the solid iron bumps, were as fragile as papier-mâché.

It wasn't until someone's upper body fell to the ground, and organs and blood gushed out, that the screams of severe pain and fear came belatedly.

The circle with a radius of twenty meters turned into the Shura Hell.

However, countless fragments of blood-stained organs splashed towards the person in the center, only to be directly bounced away by the invisible magic shield. He didn't even smile in the slightest.

"Hurry!" Trogg yelled hurriedly. He wasn't intimidated, because Fang Cai's situation had happened many times.

Although several battle mages were taken aback, they were not rookies who had never seen blood after all, and they also quickly recovered at this time, suppressing the fear in their hearts and hurriedly activating the Elemental Inertia Realm.

A dim, barely visible halo of light flowed across the deck, and in the world of sensual-sensitive spellcasters, they could even see with the naked eye that the active elements were quieting down.

Taking advantage of the fact that the realm has not yet spread to me, hurry up and jump to the next ship. Trog thought so, but then, a hot and ferocious white light suddenly rose on the hull of the ship beneath his feet, and he almost couldn't stand still.

"Wait? Is the Elemental Inert Realm such a ferocious thing? He thought.

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