Time seems to pass very slowly, and it seems to pass quickly. But no matter how it feels, it's always going to go by, minute by minute.

Thatch and Loggins and their group of nearly 100 people, the consumption is not small. At this time, staying on the shore in the opposite direction of the fortress, seeing that there was less than an hour left before the agreed time difference, the soldiers all had a little smile on their faces.

Being able to deal with more than a dozen sea beasts and more than a thousand sea generals of the Black Sea Clan is also a proud achievement for these warriors who are less than a hundred.

The materials and goods support from the supermarket have recovered most of their physical strength in a short period of time. They are more physically and aggressively exerted, and there are not many real injuries.

There is just over an hour left until dawn. On the fortress, the soldiers on night duty began to get busy and began to prepare a simple breakfast.

When breakfast was almost ready, the warriors who had fallen asleep under the lullaby effect of Fat Ding also began to be woken up. If they don't call, I'm afraid that they may not wake up if it is three poles in the sun.

In less than ten minutes, even dressed and washed themselves, a group of soldiers, under the leadership of their respective captains, walked to the restaurant.

From cooking to eating, it was only seven or eight minutes. The soldiers who were ready to go, only a hundred people were left to replace the soldiers who had been on duty at night, and were responsible for patrolling and guarding the fortress. The rest of the men rushed in the direction of Marcloit Island in the same boat, along with several speedboats of the Fortress.

It's just a few hundred soldiers, but the momentum of the action is much more than that of a 10,000-strong army.

Thatch and Loggins, who were given instructions to act at the same time, also woke up from their light sleep. After a little tidying up, he rode on a floating skateboard and rushed towards the hundreds of thousands of Black Sea Clans who had gathered a little farther away because they were following the footprints they had left behind.

The Fort was a little north of Macloit Island, and Thatch was due south. The ships on which Jangus was located were in the north-east of the island, closest to the Fortress. The towns where the Count and the Navy served as command posts and resting places for the Supreme Commander were also in the eastern part of the area.

At this time, however, the Bastion was sailing in a southerly direction. The warriors who had started their operations from the Bastion had moved to the east, and they had begun to move, and the Jangus and they had met them and let the ships move.

To the west and south of the island is the mainland, and ships that sail normally depart in the morning and arrive at the dock on the shore before dinner.

The direction and location that Jonny chose was the location where he had sought the "benefit" from the Earl.

Of course, it is also one of the regions where the Black Sea tribes are most numerous. It is also for this reason that in the situation of not having a numerical advantage, there are Saatchi and Feigman and their actions.

Annihilating all those Black Sea Clans, even if he had that kind of strength, Jonny didn't plan to do that. The energy spent alone would have exhausted all the financial resources in his possession. This kind of thankless practice is not too late to think about it when one day, when this place is completely in his hands.

What's more, if after seeing the powerful power in his hands, some people in the world want to take it into their pockets. Or what to do when you point the weapon at him for fear that you will become a victim of such a weapon?

He just wants a relatively peaceful situation, so that his supermarket can continue to open and make money. As for weapons and the like, leave it to those who want it. He is only a provider, not an owner. Of course, if you want to forcibly take possession, then you also have to consider the power he has in his hands.

Jonny wants to show that he has enough strength, but he has no mind for those so-called positions of power. This kind of "harmless" and threatening existence, as long as the scale is right, will allow Jonny to achieve his goal.

And this is the perfect opportunity to show enough strength. Ideally, the Black Sea Clan, who are full of pillage and killing, are also afraid of the Fortress's existence.

It was not yet dawn, and in the pre-dawn world, the dark colors seemed to be particularly intense. It's like returning to the light, wanting to make your existence in this world more clearly remembered before being wiped out by the sun.

However, soon, the dark color of heaven and earth was broken. It was like a sharp dagger, and it was like a sharp knife on the black curtain. The dark night, torn apart by shells and laser cannons, also kicked off the prelude to Jonny's attack.

That location was far from the Earl's resting mansion, or the town.

Almost half of the depth distance of the island, if you ignore the island land that looks like starfish tentacles.

But the movement in the night is far farther than the place where it is conveyed during the day. Faintly in his sleep, the rear admiral felt some subtle movements, transmitted from the bed board under him to his perception.

At first, he thought it was his own delusion, and in a hazy mood, he wanted to continue to sleep. But after a few moments, he suddenly woke up. The familiar sound of artillery fire, faintly, reached his ears.

The Earl, on the other hand, was woken up. Outside his bedroom door, stood a panting herald. It brought an unexpected, or expected, piece of news.

The Earl, who got up in a hurry and didn't even care about washing his face, came to the lookout tower in the city for the first time with his chubby body. And the rear admiral, led by the adjutant and a team of elite navy, was already standing there.

Looking at the tired faces on their faces, it should be the same, and they didn't have time to wash their faces, so they hurried here.

"Why, what's going on, it's fighting! At this time, it's not like the style of the Black Sea Clan! ”

The doubts of the latecomers are also the thoughts of the firsters, but apart from the facts that have already happened in front of him, the rear admiral knows not much more than the earl.

However, someone has already sent it out, and at this time, it is almost time to send back the message.

It's just that someone moved faster, and had already come to the gate of the Earl's mansion and asked for an audience. It was Phokro, who also led his captain of the guard and a few guards.

Brought together, there are also two phone bugs. Phocrow was received at the first time, and the phone bugs were also handed over to the Earl and the Rear Admiral in each other's hot eyes.