During his five days in the Tree Cave, Charles studied the teaching materials of teleportation magic. The more he studied, the more he felt his uncle's horror.

The most important, and at the same time the most difficult, of teleporting magic is determining the coordinates of the destination.

And Nicholas II was able to take him, or even a group of people, to teleport over long distances without accidents, and his methods or know-how were not written in the textbook, and Charles did not figure it out. But presumably Nicholas II did not intend to expose Charles to this knowledge too early.

Throwing away the idea of being ambitious, Charles has been practicing the spatial element in Terran mode in a down-to-earth manner in the past few days. In many cases, he can only appear in human mode.

With something to do, the five days passed quickly.

For the past few days, Woodward has been carefully observing the situation in the fishman camp from the hollow of the outermost tree, almost the highest point.

It's not very far from the sea, and Woodward can even see the sea to the north.

The fish-man built a wide stone path between the sea and the camp, and this road stretched from the camp to the sea.

In a two-day cycle, giant turtles will land from the sea with supplies and then pull them into the camp. They come ashore at high tide on the first day and return to the sea at the next high tide.

Charles knew that this world was much larger than his hometown because of its relatively high oxygen content (he had previously measured it with candles, water basins and large crystal cups), and the strength of the bones and shells of living creatures, but when he first saw the huge turtle used by the fishman as a pack beast, he was also startled by this ten-meter-long, nearly one-story tall giant turtle.

In his hometown, the largest sea turtle ever found was the extinct ancient giant tortoise, which was just over four meters long.

In order to allow these large sea turtles to be transported between the sea and land for short distances, the fish people pioneered the installation of wheels on the belly of the sea turtles, so that they can rely on these wheels to bear weight and speed up their movement when they are on land.

The tamed giant turtle is extremely powerful, and can pull a large amount of material at a time, but the speed is still within the range of the turtle's speed.

Moreover, this large sea turtle has a long training time, after all, they are not very intelligent and belong to a very precious animal resource.

Perhaps because of the short distance between the coast and the large camp, the Fishmen did not deploy defensive forces on the transport line.

They were nervous for a while only after Charles had killed a Fish-Man under their noses, and it took two or three days for the Fishmen defending the transport line to leave.

Originally, Woodward's plan was to be ruthless to the camp, but now after seeing this, he changed his plan to wait for an opportunity to destroy a group of giant turtles.

The battle plan was simple, it was to choose a place on this short transportation line to ambush, Woodward and they eliminated the fishmen in the convoy, Charles was responsible for eliminating the turtles, and Dean was responsible for burning supplies.

The tide was high in the wee hours of the morning, and Charles and his wife lurked in a bush shortly after nightfall.

It's winter, the north wind is blowing in the sky, and many shrubs on the ground have withered, so it's a good time to set fire to the smoke after that.

This time, a convoy of 20 large sea turtles was landed, and the road was nearly 500 meters long.

This time, the convoy was also not guarded by soldiers, and there were only two or three fishmen who controlled the large sea turtles sitting on each large sea turtle.

This time, Woodward did not start with an explosion, but everyone set up a soundproof area with a radius of more than 100 meters to envelop the end of the convoy.

It's just that the fishmen of the beast tamers are no match for Woodward's elite opponents. Unbeknownst to the fishmen at the front of the group, the fish-men on the four turtles were wiped out by Woodward, who was attacking at the same time, and then Charles slashed off the turtle's head, and Dean threw a fireball with a delayed explosion under the cart pulled by the turtles.

After taking out the four giant turtles in less than half a minute, Charles and his men immediately rushed forward, trying to eliminate more enemies before they even noticed.

At this moment, the animal trainer on the back of the large sea turtle in front of him turned his head, and then found that a sharp arrow flew right in front of him.

With a scream, he alerted his companions to the arrival of the enemy.

Woodward and the others immediately picked up their speed, but a blue magic flare rose in front of the group, and then exploded into a blue patch of night.

At this moment, a huge wind blade was inspired from Charles's hand, and after a sound of muscle tearing and bone breaking, the hind limbs of the large sea turtle were chopped off by the turtle shell, and the remaining wind blade could only hang a piece of powder from the turtle shell.

The painful turtle suddenly went berserk, and the fish-man on its back failed to stand firmly, and was killed by a sword from the elf that rushed in front of it before it fell.

Charles, who passed by the badly injured sea turtle, was almost sprayed with blood from the sea turtle's wound, and he collected the severed back limbs of the sea turtle, and at the same time, a wind blade blasted into the body of the sea turtle from the severed limb, and finally the wind blade exploded inside its body.

At this moment, Dean, who was following him, was drenched in turtle blood.

Charles was not the only one who knew how to speed up the wind wings, Woodward and they all applied various magic accelerations to themselves, and for a moment they swept through the entire convoy like a gust of wind.

At this time, a horn sounded in the fishman camp ahead, and it was estimated that it would not be long before the enemy's reinforcements arrived.

Woodward immediately roared, "Act according to the third plan!"

After yelling, he and his team sped up the speed of cleaning up the fish-men, and Charles flew into the air.

A moment later, one after another golden light fell from the sky from south to north, and every giant turtle had a share.

Now that the operation has been exposed, there is no fear that the golden light emitted by the magic cannon will let the enemy find out.

More than ten minutes later, as soon as he landed on the shore, he found a distress signal, and then Jenny, who didn't even have time to put on his shoes, rushed to the battlefield with his personal guards.

Looking at the corpses and the raging fire on the ground, his face was extremely ugly.

He had planned to carry out inspections in the occupied territories from today, and that happened as soon as he came ashore.

He is all too familiar with this tactic of attacking in small detachments and hitting and running against the logistics line.

Reinforcements arrived from the camp from the north, and they joined the operation to extinguish the fire and salvage supplies.

As soon as the officer in charge of the battalion came to Jenny, he was slapped aside by Jenny.

He was silent for a long time near the carcass of a large sea turtle, and then ordered his guards: "Be sure to take them all back to ......"

At this moment, fire after fire suddenly erupted in the bushes around the crime scene, and those bushes quickly burned with the assistance of the north wind, and the thick smoke soon covered the sky.

Then there were a few muffled noises that no one noticed, and a black shadow fell from the sky, then exploded around the salvage supplies and the fish-men surveying the scene.

This time Charles brought a lot of "conscience" over, and they were ready for a second ambush against reinforcements before the ambush.

Since there was no need to consider the range and accuracy, Charles dug an inclined pit in the ground as a launch canister, loaded it with a timed detonation of propellants, and then put two large "Conscience No. 1" and one "Conscience No. 2" into each pit in one go.

The "consciences" who had almost exhausted Charles' inventory were doing well, and the raging shockwaves and shrapnel were harvesting the lives of the enemy in pieces.

When the explosion subsided, Jenny, who was lying on the ground, stood up. Thanks to his habitual reflexes and excellent armor, he was not harmed in any way.

When he looked around, his eyes were red and his hands and feet were cold at the sight of blood and wailing in front of him.

Even the personal guards he brought with him suffered heavy losses, a quarter fell to the ground on the spot, and even more lost their combat effectiveness.