"There are probably more than 20,000 of them."

Bella's words made the hearts of everyone present sink secretly.

Even if this situation had been expected for a long time, when the scene of tens of thousands of warships sailing was actually seen, the overwhelming power still shocked everyone.

Wang Hao and the top management of the combined fleet were all standing on the highest mountain on the island at this time, where they could see farther and prepare for battle as soon as possible.

The French fleet in the distance did not seem to be in a hurry to attack and stopped at a great distance from the island.

"The other party should not know our strength, so they are so cautious." Kerrwyn said thoughtfully.

Everyone nodded, but it didn't mean much, as soon as the enemy attacked, their own strength was all exposed.

Although it is not clear which of the more than 20,000 players in the French camp belong to, judging from their performance, they are much better than the performance of a group of scattered people.

In other words, the Holy Blood Fleet has encountered another hard bone this time

"Now that you know the general situation of the other party, let's act according to the plan."

Wang Hao said with a smile, what should be said has been discussed before, no matter what kind of enemy comes, they only have one battle.

High returns mean high risks, and everyone understands this at the beginning of the action.

Everyone bowed their heads and acted separately according to their respective division of labor.

According to the plan, thirty players would be left on the shore, mainly responsible for defending the battery, as well as dealing with possible fish that slipped through the net, with Kirwin in charge.

The battle on the sea was under the unified command of Wang Hao.

He divided all the ships into two teams, one to rest and one to fight, and rotated with each other to rest and replenish, so that the limited force could be used to the greatest effect.

Fighting an enemy fleet several times larger with 1,000 ships is the only way to hold on to the battle for a long time, although the pressure will be greater.

Moreover, the goal of this sea fleet is not to annihilate the opponent, their task is to defend, as long as they can do this, even if the fleet is completely destroyed, it does not matter.

"Kerry, what the hell are you waiting for, listen to me, let's rush in in one go, I don't believe that the people on the island can hold it, maybe we can win the first place." It was a man with short brown hair who spoke, and his face was full of excitement, obviously a little unbearable.

This attack on Base 0205 was jointly planned by several small and medium-sized guilds.

Due to the distance, Wang Hao and the others did not see the situation of this fleet very clearly, and they could only see from the other party's organization and transfer methods that there was a certain probability of surname, so as to speculate that the other party was a guild force.

If it was a group of scattered people, not to mention that they would rush up recklessly, the formation would not be as neat as these people.

Kerry was one of the principals of this operation, and because he was usually careful in his work, he was temporarily elected as the head by everyone this time.

But this was only a nominal title, and if he could not convince the other leaders of the ranks, his orders would not be carried out.

"Weiss, although judging from the difficulty of the task given by the system, our opponent this time may not be too strong, but we can't be careless, should we test the enemy's defense before the official attack?"

Kerry's words were also reasonable, and the other leaders nodded in agreement.

"A bunch of cowards, if you don't go, I'll go alone, I don't believe how difficult this C-class mission can be."

The brown-haired man known as Vis immediately showed a hint of disdain on his face.

In the French camp, the 189 captured islands are divided into three levels, namely A, B, and C.

According to the analysis of players in France, the A level difficulty may mean that the forces that have conquered the island may be more than 30,000 players, B level is between 10,000 and 30,000 players, and C level is generally referred to as less than 10,000 players.

The higher the difficulty of the mission, the better the rewards you will receive at the end.

If you want to claim A-level missions, you need at least 50,000 players to capture the island within the allotted time.

This is an unattainable goal for the vast majority of players.

With the exception of a few particularly strong teams, most people's eyes are on B-level and C-level missions.

There are many teams of small and medium-sized guilds like Kerry and Weiss who jointly take on missions, and they don't compete for B-level missions, just to be more secure.

In Weiss's eyes, this is a victory that is destined to come, and Kerry's slow appearance makes him very unbearable.

After throwing off this sentence, he won't call his subordinates anymore.

After Vis led the more than 4,000 warships directly under his command towards the direction of the island, several leaders who remained in place showed a strange smile on their faces.

"This big stupid cow, hehe, he rushed out after saying a few words, it was really right to pull this guy into the gang in the first place."

"Who said no, such a good free fighter, just let him try the strength of his opponent."

"Well, anyway, there must be thousands of enemy ships, and there will definitely be losses in the fight, but now that there are big guys in front, we can lose less, and when the big guys can't help but cry out for help, maybe they will thank us!"

Looking at everyone's mocking of Weiss's actions with a glance at me, Kerry echoed two sentences in his mouth, but he couldn't help but cast a shadow on his heart-

On the sea near the pier, more than a thousand warships were ready to go out at any time.

This fleet was basically the original team of the Holy English Guild, and although the enemy who came to attack was more than ten times that of their own, there was no trace of wavering, hesitation, or frustration in their eyes, because they had a good commander who wishfully believed that he could lead them to another brilliant victory.

From the eyes of the people around him, Wang Hao could read this kind of trust, which moved him at the same time, but his heart was also full of heavy pressure.

"Sortie-"

With Wang Hao's order, the more than 1,000 fleets sailed straight ahead in a neat array.

Soon, the intelligence that a fleet of more than 4,000 ships was heading towards them appeared on Wang Hao's table.

"Four thousand?"

Wang Hao read it silently, and there was more medicine than he expected, but the other party's reaction made him a little puzzled.

These 4,000 warships are obviously a little out of touch with the main fleet behind, if it is a temptation, this force is too much, but if it is a formal attack, there is no support, this kind of refueling tactic is a taboo for soldiers.

Or does the other party think that with these more than 4,000 ships, they can take the island?

If so, then it can only be said that the other party is too arrogant.

"Prepare for battle."

Wang Hao led more than 1,000 ships to the predetermined location, and the rest was to wait for the arrival of the other party.

"What, the other side only has a thousand warships to fight, are you sure you are not mistaken?"

Although Vis was a little reckless, he was not the kind of fool who crashed headlong into the enemy's formation as soon as his mind was hot, he had been sending people to monitor the movements of the port docks, and after receiving this information, he was far more surprised than happy.

He did not believe that the enemy would be able to take this sub-base with the strength of a thousand ships, which meant that the enemy must still have hidden power.

Kevis couldn't imagine the point of this, this was the sea, there was no end to it, and there was no possibility of being ambushed.

"Could it be that the losses were too great when attacking the base?"

The more Weiss thought about it, the more he felt that this might be a very big surname, if it weren't for the big losses and the lack of troops, the people with funny heads would bring a thousand to resist the more than 4,000 warships of their own side.

"Haha, when I win this battle and take this island alone, what kind of expression will Kerry have when I see it."

It was as if he had seen a scene of victory.

On the side of the "Drifting Snow" were more than sixty second-order warships.

After repairing and replenishing the island, the elite fleet was able to recover more than sixty ships.

In order to better play the role of this elite fleet, Wang Hao deliberately transferred it to his side.

Because the previous defeat was too embarrassing, they did not play a role in the battle to capture the island.

Although the rest of the fleet didn't blame anything, they could faintly see the smile on each other's faces.

It was as if to say, "Look, this is our elite fleet, and it's not a big deal!" ”

This is something that no one in the elite fleet can tolerate.

Therefore, the eyes of all of them at this moment were shining with the luster of flames, which was a characteristic of longing to prove themselves and vent all their anger on the heads of their enemies.

Fink and Will were lucky enough to survive the fire of the shore defense guns.

"Well, Fink, you're a nasty guy, but we're in a trench right now, so we're ...... to keep those guys from underestimating."

"Stupid Will, you're still so grinding."

After discovering that the other party's face changed suddenly, Fink changed his words, "Isn't it just cooperation against the enemy, is it so difficult to say?" ”

Will didn't answer, because in the eyes of the other man, he already knew the answer, and they suddenly laughed out loud at the same time.

This move of the two is just a microcosm in the Holy Blood Fleet, under the pressure of the unprecedented crisis, many players on both sides have put aside their grievances with each other and turned to fight the enemy with one heart, no matter what happens in the future.

At least for this moment, they are comrades-in-arms and friends.

"Rush."

After making sure that the opponent only had the right amount of troops in front of him, Weiss's face was covered with a red cloud of excitement, and he took the lead in attacking.

More than 4,000 French warships began to speed up, crossed the protrusions on either side of the harbor, and continued on their way. (To be continued.) )