Woo woo...

The howling north wind is mixed with a little snowflake, like a tyrannical monarch unleashing his authority on this cold sea!

In such bad weather, although the time has come to the afternoon, the visibility is really low.

Whoa, whoa, whoa—

Under the pressure of the cold wave meteorological system, two black sail warships, which resembled fourth-class ships, slowly appeared on the sea a hundred kilometers east of the "Advance Island".

The terrifying skull flag at the top of the mast waving in the wind is terrifying!

"Why hasn't Tulip's guy arrived yet, and if the frontal battlefield doesn't appear, forget it. Now the secret front is still late, and it is too indifferent to take us seriously by taking care of the support fleet of the vice-king of La Plata by itself, right?"

A rugged middle-aged man, topless even in winter, with well-haired chest hair and scars on his chest, stood on the tall bow tower with his long knife. A pair of cold eyes like wolves looked at the sea, slightly dissatisfied with the third party who was absent at this time.

"Heh, solve the support fleet with third-class ships?

Maybe it was actually the guys from Cyrius who were unlucky enough to get involved in some kind of disaster, and they happened to be picked up by Tulip's people.

The elite officer in the mouth of His Excellency Major General Phaletis, I think it is simply exaggerated, and it is not easy to use it. ”

On another black-sailed battleship next to him, a thin captain in a leather coat looked over to this side, even though the distance between the two sides was more than fifty meters, the words he said seemed to be in his ears, and even the unfriendliness in his tone was clearly recognizable.

The captain of the ship, who was like an upright wolf, frowned slightly: "Haishiz, I know that the contradiction between you Zac and Tulip is also not small, but this confrontation against Sylius is a unanimous decision of the high-level, if something goes wrong, don't blame me for reporting it truthfully." ”

"Hmph, of course not!"

Suddenly.

Fluttering Ridge –

Two white seagulls, which were supposed to fly south for the winter, unexpectedly came here and landed on the bows of these two pirate ships.

Tilting his head and staring at these two guys who didn't look like good people, he spoke:

"Hey, are you looking for me?

The two captains were slightly startled, and then realized that the person they were waiting for had already arrived, and in such an unbelievable way.

"Pharytis?"

"That's right, you can call me the White Knight!"

"White... Knight?"

Staring at this white seagull, the two captains roared in their hearts at the same time:

'God White Knight!!' You're clearly a wizard, aren't you?'

As if he could guess what they were thinking, the white seagull continued:

"Well, don't care, but you're all very cautious!

I was not as prepared as you were for the pirate ship that came out directly, please forgive me for my little rudeness.

After today's mission, everyone will go their separate ways, and it is enough to have a name!"

Through the eyes of the seagull, Evan was also observing the two teammates of the operation.

The wolf-like Atlán, with slightly uncoordinated body proportions, should have used some kind of ability to adjust his body, only with a scar on his chest, like a warrior who never runs away.

The Sark, who is a little unfriendly to himself, has a thin body and a slightly abnormal complexion, as if he is wearing a mask, and looks like he is either an agile swordsman or a transcendent person from other paths.

There are also emblems on two pirate ships.

A skull with a crown on his head and a blood-dripping scimitar bitten by a white skull full of sharp teeth is the symbol of Bradley the Oathbreaker, one of the two kings of the Golden Sea.

Another emblem is a skull with eight octopus brachiopods on its crown, which belongs to Huggins, the Pirate King of the Black Sea.

Openly impersonating the subordinates of the two pirate kings...

Sure enough, everyone is not the same, they are all old yin B...

However, this situation is also understandable by Evan.

The front lines are facing each other, and the parties have already drawn all their mobile forces to the front in the early stages of the war.

Now we can only choose unobtrusive and powerful personnel from the rear to participate in this decisive battle. And they must all be strong enough and deeply hidden secret officers!

It may seem like a pirate, but it may not be a real pirate...

It seems to be a profession on the physical side, but it may not be a hidden legal transcendent...

It seems to have a rough appearance, but it may not be an old fox...

At least these two men were exemplars of prudence, knowing that if they wanted to live long on this sea, they could not be targeted by the Syrius.

If it is really because of the defeat of the "Advance Island", Sylius will suffer heavy losses, and even the "Silver War" will be lost. will inevitably be angered by Syrius, and of course you must get rid of yourself as much as possible at this time.

Don't say that they are all in the service of the kingdom, and the tragic ending of heroes by their colleagues is not just once...

Evan thought so, and so did they.

One is called Hayzzi and the other is Wolf, and it's clear that they're all pseudonyms like the White Knight.

"Alright, now that everyone has come together, let's lay out the tactics to break the engagement..."

They were all very knowledgeable and did not ask where the ship of the "White Knight" was, and there were also cooperation and contradictions between the three countries, and no one wanted to expose their hole cards to others.

The so-called maritime breaking engagement.

It is a common tactic used to cut off or obstruct the enemy's transportation of war materials and the replenishment of troops, restrict the mobility of its naval forces, and weaken its combat capability.

Main means: attack enemy transport ships and escort convoys, destroy enemy loading and unloading ports, block the passage of enemy ships.

Although Hirius's plan to capture Potosi had been tentatively achieved, even the base on the island had begun to be built in spite of the bitter cold in an effort to extract the first silver ingots before the start of spring.

But the key to determining whether they can occupy it for a long time is not here, but precisely on the periphery, the "Forward Island" that seems to be far less important than the Silver Islands!

At present, in addition to the short-term supplies carried by the personnel who landed on the island, the vast majority of the baggage is still on the Qianqian Island, which is also the best transit point for supply lines to avoid the combat zone.

At a time when rationing has been introduced, one can imagine the significance of these supplies.

If a successful sneak attack can be made, it is very likely to turn the tide of the war and force Sylius to choose to evacuate due to logistical pressure, which is also the only chance for the Triple Alliance at present.

"Qianqian Island is a fan-shaped island, with a right-angled tower flanked by cliffs, and the highest point is thirty meters above sea level, making it impassable for large troops.

The island is lower in the fan-shaped area, and the vegetation is not abundant, but there are natural freshwater streams.

Although the defenders who remain here now are not too many, they are all elites, and there are at least six warships, with a total number of more than 1,500 people...."

Wolf, of Atlan, the head of the land, briefed the other two parties on the main situation of the Advance Island.

The three captains then assigned their respective tasks.

On the island, the Cyrius built a total of seven large and small material storage warehouses, mainly weapons and food.

It seems that the scale is not small, but for a large force of more than 30 large and small warships on the front line, with a total of more than 8,000 people, no amount of reserves is too much.

One of them is a general transshipment warehouse near the dock, and the other six are relatively deep into the interior of the island to protect them from attacks from the sea.

"Based on the glorious record of the 'White Knight' captain in defeating the Syrius support fleet, you shouldn't have a problem handing over the surplus warehouse, right?"

Hear Hayziz's seemingly elevated words, and Wolf's acquiescence.

The seagull tilted his head and glanced at the two of them with disdain, whether they were surplus or not, the three warehouses were all on the innermost side of the island, and attacking there would inevitably reduce the time for running and retreating.

Don't look at just three warehouses, but if you really count the "workload", it accounts for more than half of this battle, and the danger is not the same, and if you are not careful, you will be completely left on the island.

However, Evan did not refuse, because his strategy was completely different from what the two had imagined.

Fluttering Ridge –

Watch the seagulls fly away.

Wolf and Haytz laughed at the same time: "I'm still a young man, and I can't stand it at the slightest agitation." ’

Obviously, no one wanted to fight with the defenders, and the two of them had silently decided to evacuate as soon as they completed their respective tasks, and the defenders on the island would be handed over to the energetic "White Knight".

......

The appointed time is at 1 a.m., when normal people are most sleepy.

But before nightfall, a boat had quietly arrived in the waters near Qianqian Island.

It was a merchant ship with an extremely heavy draft and a very slow sailing, and it looked like it was in the dust.

Whoa...

Facing the bitter cold wind, the ship sent a signal - a signal that also belonged to the Sylius Navy!

Soon the ship was spotted by cruising warships and towed to the harbor.

A large group of ragged and stinking soldiers, who looked to have suffered a lot, poured down, and the most surprising thing for the defenders was that this group turned out to be the survivors of the fleet that had once belonged to the third-class ship "Startenburg".

For a time, even the supreme commander of the base, Major General Alcott, was alarmed, and in addition to rushing to offer condolences, he also sent the priests of the "Eternal Flame" who accompanied the army to "check" their bodies.

Confirming that he was only a little weak, and that he had not been affected by unclean things or strange things, at least the patriarchal cleric did not notice anything wrong, and then temporarily placed these 600 of his own soldiers in the heart of the island's defense.

Prepare to recuperate for two days before making arrangements.

And all this has long been seen by Evan and Milan through the seabird vision.

"You already knew the plan for the next battle, and you thought of taking these guys with you before you set off?"

"Just guess it. At this time, how can there be a frontal battlefield? As long as all the baggage of Cyrius is removed, the bad weather will take these guys away for us in waves!

Unless they abandon Potosí as quickly as possible, all evacuate!

Besides, it won't work if you don't bring it, the effect of the puppet potion is getting worse and worse, and it is easier to have an accident if you stay in Port Hatrafa, so it is better to make the best use of it and burn yourself to illuminate you and me before you lose control completely. ”

Then Evan took out the [Ocean Treasure - Storm Bottle] in the "Magic Pocket]

"There's going to be a medium-sized snowstorm at midnight today, so it's a good time to bomb the camp!"

After all, the secret treasure of the sea is the secret treasure of the sea, reflecting the weather conditions in real time, which is more intuitive than Milan's prediction.

"That..."

Milan touched the bulwark of the Daystar.

"Now that we have such a good warship, aren't you interested in putting it to the test?"

"Well, no!"

Turning his head and giving Milan a strange look:

"Why do you have to rely on strength if you can use intrigue and trickery?!"

"Ahem, cough, cough..."

This... Is it a sign of being tempered and truly becoming mature?

Milan instantly felt like the mountains were looking up...