"It was a good matchup. Sylvie couldn't help but sigh.

"Definitely. Tilly raised the corners of her mouth and glanced at the butler with a teasing look on her face—even Camilla, who had been careless, was attentive at the last moment, and her eyes never deviated from the two grappling biplanes.

When the second machine took advantage of the upper hand to get rid of the tail bite, the end was already doomed.

But at this point, it doesn't matter anymore.

She saw what she wanted to see.

For example, in the case of many-to-one, the side with the upper number has a great advantage. They are able to allocate height and speed more freely until they push their opponents into a corner.

But this amount is not simply the sum of the forces invested by both sides. If we continue to speculate, we can see that by maneuvering and changing formations, even the side that is generally at a disadvantage can get a chance to fight more and less locally.

If the target is a more flexible dinosaur, it will undoubtedly be more important to cooperate with the battle.

She also noticed that the side on the high ground had a better chance of winning in an engagement, and that it might be the ideal start to a battle if they could drag the enemy into a grapple and then launch an undulating attack from a formation cruising high in the air.

As for how many people are more appropriate to form a team, and how to change the formation when approaching the firefight, this will be the next thing she will study.

However, Tilly also knew that this kind of training was always a battle between biplanes, and that in order to truly determine the content of the next part of the Flight Manual, it would have to be tested on the actual battlefield.

To her relief, the growth rate of this batch of students is even better than expected, and if this progress continues, when the "Skyfire" is officially produced, the Sky Knight will be able to go to Wolf Heart and Yongdong to try their skills.

Of course, she will not be absent from this battle for revenge.

The Unicorn only exists as a training aircraft, and the brand-new car promised by my brother should already be in production, right?

After the training was over, he simply went to the castle to remind him to hurry up.

The last plane also landed safely on the airport at this time.

Both the cadet team and the trainee phalanx erupted in warm applause.

"Now I know why you're dividing them into such distinct camps," Sylvie sighed.

"Although I did have this intention, I didn't expect it to work so well, I thought it would take at least ten days and a half to see this scene. Tilly smiled, waved Hawkface, and handed a new list to the other party, "Now that they're all back, let's prepare for the next round of trainees." ”

Wait for me a little longer...... She looked to the north, and I would soon be able to pay the devil's blood.

"Woo————————————"

A long horn sounded from the porthole, indicating that a ship was meeting ahead. Ever since entering the Grey Keep, similar noises had become more frequent, and Manfold could hear them almost every half hour. Now, that interval has been reduced to almost half an hour, or even less.

He had never heard of it before, and the Grey Castle was a seafaring nation.

In the general impression of the wolf-hearted aristocracy, although this kingdom is large, it is not rich, and it is probably half a pound and eight taels of the wolf's heart. In terms of abundance, it is still the morning light that is the most eye-catching.

But that doesn't seem to be the case today.

But it's normal to think about it, news can vary greatly from one village to another, let alone across two kingdoms. After all, the other party had defeated the Church, and this alone was enough to prove that its king's means were extraordinary.

I just don't know how long it will take to reach the legendary Neverwinter.

Thinking of this, Manfield yawned slightly boredly.

The long journey at sea was easier than he had imagined - the ship did not rush to the next harbor when it arrived at the northern port of Dawn, but combed through the overcrowded cabins, those who showed signs of severe seasickness were rerouted by land, and the rest were given plenty of time to rest. The Dawn people even built a large temporary shelter in the dock area, which was completely prepared, and the degree of cooperation with the Gray Fort was seamless. If it weren't for the banner fluttering on the wall, he would almost have thought this was the domain of the King of the Grey Keep.

Apparently in order to transfer them, some kind of agreement was reached between these two countries...... I just don't know how much His Majesty Roland Wimbledon has paid.

Thanks to this initiative, the bruises on his body healed quickly, and he basically healed in about a week, and the magic pills given to him by the two women were never used again.

I wonder what happened to them...... Manfold touched the balls wrapped in his arms, and the figures of the two of them involuntarily appeared in his mind. Even though they were emaciated and dirty, he could still catch a glimmer of color in each other's dry hair. If you take care of it a little, it shouldn't be much worse.

Hoping that the two of them would arrive smoothly, he thought to himself, if they could get rid of their slave status, they would probably be able to cut off the gloomy past and usher in a new life.

Suddenly, Manfield heard a strange humming sound, as if something was passing overhead.

Then there was a jumble of footsteps from the cabin above.

"Noisy ......"

"What the hell are those guys doing? Can't you get people to sleep well?"

Someone around immediately complained.

Manfurd's heart moved, and he rolled over and climbed off the bed, looking out of the porthole.

If he heard him right, the footsteps of those people were basically the same as the humming.

Outside, the blue sky and the endless sea still seem to be unchanged, except for a few large birds chasing and playing......

Wait, what kind of bird is that?

Manfield rubbed his eyes, almost disbelieving what he was seeing—when the "bird" was perpendicular to the sea, its angular wings and tail didn't look like normal creatures!

When they flew over the ship again, he confirmed that he wasn't hallucinating from being stuffy for too long, that it wasn't a living thing, but something made of metal. What's even more incredible is that he even vaguely saw that there were people sitting on it!

Manfield opened his mouth to shout, but found that he couldn't get half a word. Even though he had gradually accepted the existence of the First Army and the steamships, and had a certain expectation of the prosperity of the Grey Keep Royal Capital, this scene was still far beyond his comprehension.

It's the same kingdom, and he actually has the feeling that Grey Keep and Wolf Heart are not in the same world at all...... No, it's not just the wolf's heart, it's probably completely different from Yongdong and Dawn, otherwise he wouldn't have heard the wind before.

Since when has the other kingdoms been thrown so far?

As Manveld's thoughts were in a state of confusion, the ship blew its horn again, only this time in a much longer voice, usually to warn the migrants of their impending port.

Neverwinter, here.