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Two and a half months later, January 11, 1667 in the standard calendar, the late rainy season

Yellow Turban Taiping Daoguo, Fuxi Province, Guozhou Mansion

Jiawen Feigna Concession, the berth of the two sea fleets of St. Sen

A huge fleet of merchant ships stretches out of the harbor of Guozhou, bathed in the warm glow of the orange-red rising sun.

During the deep rainy season, this kind of good day when the sun is shining and the south wind is blowing is not common. If it were in Tereland, Lenny, or even Phase Harbor, this season should be named "Winter", and in the depths of the Yellow Turban Taiping Dao Country, which is much lower than their latitude, this season simply means that there will be more rain than most of the year, and the climate will still be very warm.

The port where they berthed was called Gawinfigna, and St. Sen's had been leased for 130 years. It has an unusually cheesy nickname: "The Crown Jewel of the Elven Queen" and is one of the three colonial homeports of the Open Sea Fleet.

Before the city was leased, it had a nearly 1,000-year history called "Guozhou", as well as a more distant, hard-to-trace prehistory. Later generations of religious historians will come up with many lost records of ancient religious history here, but now only the elven sun god priests are here.

The spokesmen of the sun god, like the Yellow Turban priests who had occupied the area before, wantonly requisitioned the relics left by those ancient religions as their own temples. But they were all worried, not knowing how long the port would last.

Three months have passed since the Free Navy and the St. Sen Navy tore their faces and began to strangle each other's merchant ships.

The unlucky admirals made a lot of money, and the unlucky merchants lost money by jumping off cliffs and seas – privateering. It's like the stock market: some people make money, some people lose money, but there will always be a general direction, up or down.

Now, the St. Sen's Elven Navy is the one who draws the falling arrow.

The frequent battles of the detachment level cannot be said to be a loss, but it cannot be said to have taken advantage either.

Although it seems to have a slight advantage in the exchange ratio of ships, the overall numerical disadvantage has not changed. To rely on this advantage to consume the Great Red Fleet, I am afraid it will take several years or even more than ten years.

At the same time, the Imperial fleet, which had once been allied, no longer knew where it had gone, and the strongholds along the coast of Interre were uprooted one by one by the Free Army and Navy.

But that's not the worst.

"If the overseas colonies are the siblings of St. Sen, then the Great Merchant Fleet is the blood of St. Sen. This blood has been infarcted here for three months......"

The Guardian of the Combined Fleet of the Saint Sen looked at the huge fleet and sighed.

Like all adolescent elven females, she has a cold and sharp beauty, smooth skin that can be blown away, and a mysterious temperament that is difficult for human women to achieve. It's just that she's been in puberty almost since the Lennies stormed the Southern Governor's Palace.

The young female tribune, Gawin Alvarez, who was not yet a hundred years old and had not even witnessed the beginning of the First Freedom War, was a young man without a doubt in elven society. Her hair was not braided in the same intricate shape as the hundred-year-old or even hundred-year-old elves, but simply in a few long ponytails, tucked between the long hairs and hanging over her shoulders.

She knew that the worst thing was the huge merchant fleet itself. From here to the east, the Liberty Navy and the St. Sen Navy were evenly matched, so these ships could carry spices, porcelain, tea, silk, and so on, but further west from here was the world of the Wei Taiping fleet. Even a detachment of flotillas could not occupy an absolute advantage, how could a single merchant ship sail?

"Even sinking a few troop carriers or killing hundreds of sailors won't change the situation. ”

At such a young age, becoming one of the three existing civil protectors of the Two Sea Fleet, Jiawen is already a miracle existence in the elven regime that is accustomed to seniority. She was given this status precisely because she was the granddaughter of the great elven explorer, Pedro Alvarez, and the daughter of the outstanding elven military strategist, Calicut Alvarez.

One hundred and seventy years ago, it was Pedro Alvarez who discovered the colony of New Continent South, and one hundred and thirty years ago, it was Calicut Alvarez who captured and "leased" the city for St. Sen on the edge of the Yellow Turban Taiping Kingdom, and named it after his wife, "Jiawen". More than thirty years later, Calicut's wife died in childbirth, and the daughter was born to bear the name of the glorious eye.

In other words, the so-called "Gawen Figna" means the port of Gawen Alvarez.

"But can you bet all your chips and make a desperate bet to change it?"

She set her sights on the massive fleet. At the farthest end of her eye

Jiawen finally couldn't help it, stepped on the anchor post in the harbor, threw her right hand hard, and threw the senate order book made of silver in her hand far into the sea.

"What age is it that the Senate still has such a set of orders! Even the brutal emperor of mankind knows that he wants to delegate power to his generals! This kind of arbitrary order will really ruin the entire fleet of the two seas!"

Despite scolding in her mouth, Jiawen still made a spell gesture with her left hand, activating the magic contained in the ring on her left hand.

Her figure swept through the air like a petrel, catching up with it as it had ordered the silver cylinder to fall into the sea, regaining its grip in her hand. Although there are many grievances, she is still a high-ranking tribune.

The sailors who were busy preparing to sail on the ship raised their heads and watched her light figure cross the masts of the merchant fleet, with irrepressible envy in their eyes.

"That's a pure-blooded elf, sure enough, the magic can be used casually......"

"Don't look at it, you don't know if it's a pseudo-half-elf, a fake half-elf, or a wild half-elf. They are pure bloods from the Saints' Forest, and they are also comparable to your scumbag?"

"Alas, there are thousands of ships in this entire fleet, and I don't know if there are thousands of pure-bloods......"

"Those are all big names who have surrounded the world dozens of times, not to mention, I really envy them. Even if we want to circle dozens of times, we have to live so long, right?"

Jiawen, of course, would not hear the gossip of the sailors. What she was going to was the current flagship of the St. Sen Fleet, the Sun God Jusetti.

She nimbly walked between the forest-like masts, as if she had returned to her homeland. Soon, the largest and tallest main tree in the forest appeared before her.

The "Jusetti" is the largest and strongest ship of the Two Seas Fleet, and perhaps the largest and strongest ship in the entire civilized world. There may have been one or two comparable ships in Emperor Corman's Inland Sea Fleet, but they did not follow the Imperial Expeditionary Fleet to the southern seas, and were probably still anchored in the harbor of Deland.

It is very easy to identify the giant ship that bears the name of the one main god, the sun god, because its mast is alive.

Its five main masts were not ordinary oak, but magical creatures shaped like oak, and even their sails were interspersed with emerald green sails made of vines and foliage.

These treants are stout and sturdy, even able to drop their sails against the wind, and will never succumb to normal chaining or magical attacks. Thanks to these treant masts, it's almost impossible for the giant ship to lose its ability to maneuver - unless there is no wind at all, or an opponent can wipe out all the spirits in the entire fleet who can use wind magic.

Jiawen raised the hem of her cloak, slowed down, skimmed over the top of the mast, or rather the treetops, and took the rattan instead of the cable with her right hand, and stopped on the highest branch.

"Bao ~ people ~ officials ~ big ~ people ~ come ~ ~ "

The mainmast tree man greeted her in a slow voice. Jiawen nodded, grabbed a vine, jumped down from the top of the "mast", dodged the busy crowd on the deck, and landed on the roof of the command module with the elf's powerful reflex nerves.

She looked around and grabbed a tall half-elf who seemed to have the purest elven blood: "Lord Draywayne is here." ”

"Uh, Lord Tribune. The people of the Holy Forest and the Senate live forever!" The half-elf, who was more than three-quarters of elven blood, hurriedly saluted, "Admiral Interreus is inside. And also...... Lord Herdos Cortus also arrived. ”

Hearing this name, Jiawen frowned slightly, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

"My colleagues in New Island......"

At present, there are three tribunes in the fleet, in addition to the permanent tribune of the Outer Sea Fleet and the tribune of the Inland Fleet, there is also one who is the Hodos Kotuz of New Island. He came to Gawen Feigna with this year's Global Fleet, and was trapped here like the Two Seas Fleet.

Of course, his other name is better known - "The Great Conqueror" Kotuz. With only 300 men, he dared to go deep into the hinterland of the wild elves, defeated the powerful empire of the local wild elves and snake people, and single-handedly created the great man of today's Shengsen colonial empire. Not to mention her or Interreus, even Admiral Churchillas, who had been in charge of the Two Seas Fleet since seventy years ago, could hardly say how much prestige he had in front of this man.

Jiawen walked past several sailors and sailors on the ship, all of whom looked a little frustrated. The tribune immediately knew the reason for their retreat—

"I am categorically opposed to the fleet taking the northern route. The Scienti route is a fool's errand, and we'll be blocked by Pease Wayne!"

Kotuz's roar echoed through the cabin, and it seemed that she was not alone in opposing the plan of action.

"If we lose the Two Seas Fleet, there will be no peace under the sun for us elves!"

"This is an order from Admiral Churchillas, or rather the command of the two sea fleets. And I agree with this command. ”

Draywayne Mandriel" Admiral Interreus also stood in front of the chart, defending in a slightly feeble voice.

"Mr. Intereus. Without a fleet, our entire colonial empire will fall apart. The fleet must exist. No, the fleet cannot be absent! Even if this year's treasure fleet is counted, I absolutely cannot accept that the two sea fleets are betting on a decisive battle. ”

The Conqueror's tone is not radical, but it contains a determination that is hard to ignore: everyone will believe that this man will not give up until he achieves his goal. Jia Wen couldn't help but think that this was how he disobeyed the governor's order to enter the Wild Elf Empire back then.

"The order has been decided. The Grand Fleet is setting sail today. The admiral said in a deep voice, "You know the current situation of our fleet......"

Jiawen seized the moment, knocked lightly on the door, and pushed it open at the same time.

"Madam Álvarez Tribune?" the Admiral said with a calm tone, turning his head. But even Jiawen could feel that the admiral was worried that she would object.

"Sorry to bother, but my intelligence source just got the message. Jiawen blinked her left eye and put away the communication technique that had just come from the magic net, "The three detachments of the Great Red Fleet in Phase Harbor and West Lorraine County have already set sail. ”

Kotuz snorted coldly: "Expected. We can't hide it from a fleet of this size. Even the indigenous countries of South New Zealand know to take the initiative to attack, not to mention Wei Taiping, who has been fighting with us for so many years. ”

"And if we set sail now, we will definitely hit this fleet. Jia Wen continued, "As the Protector of the Outer Sea Fleet, I am opposed to such a hasty voyage. There's no way the Freiers can keep their huge fleet floating on the seas, and we can wait a little longer until they're far from our intended route—"

"Then they'll go back to Hong Kong again. That's Wei Taiping, the Wei Taiping who shocked the Eastern Seas. It doesn't matter if it's one squadron or two, he'll bite it. ”

Draywayne's finger slid across the chart.

"We have a trapped fleet of more than three hundred merchant ships in the ports of the neutral nation of Scienthi. I think the rest of the Kirman Expeditionary Fleet must be around there. We must go north to join them, and then break the blockade of Wei Taiping, and bring back to our home the profits of the Oriental Company for the whole year, and the wealth of the entire colony of New Island. It is completely politically unacceptable to sit back and watch such a large fleet of our own ships wiped out. ”

"Not necessarily. "There's another possibility. If I remember correctly, Wei Taiping took the army with him every time he sailed, and it was in this way that they gradually broke down our and our allies' strongholds around the Interre Sea. At this scale, they will most likely choose to conquer the kingdom of Scienketti. ”

The conquistador's finger drew an arc to the south of the chart: "In this way, we may protect the great merchant fleet through the South China Sea, bypassing the far end of the Itaea and returning to the Sacred Forest while they attack Scienti." It's much better than betting everything on a decisive battle in the fleet. ”

"But we can't be sure of that. Whenever the Free Army launched an operation, we would send a detachment to carry out a harassing attack, and the other side was always vigilant, ready to meet our main fleet. Does your spy have a way to confirm the distribution of forces in the Free Army, Ms. Alvarez?"

Jiawen shook her head: "I can only be sure that there is always an army on the ship." My spy's main purpose is to get their research at the center of the magic web technology. ”

"Neither can my spy. The flags of the Governor of Phase Port, the Sea Division, and the Dragonlance Division are still in Phase Port, but I can't be sure how many of their regiments boarded the transports. The admiral measured the voyage on the chart with his knuckles, "With Gawen Figna as a base, it is too far away, far enough that all our movements will be detected. They even have time to go back and unload the army and come back to fight us again. ”

Jiawen took a deep breath. It was rare for an admiral to be so determined, but she wanted to try again: "But I think that if the voyage is delayed, we still have a chance to minimize the losses." ”

"And if not, Ms. Alvarez, the fleet has missed four sails. As you know, the entire economy of St. Sen's economy is tied to the colonial empire, and if this merchant fleet does not return on time, not only me and Madame Alvarez, but also everyone in this fleet, except perhaps the Protector of Cortuz, will not be able to withstand the pressure of the Senate. Perhaps, even Admiral Churchillas will personally command the ...... of this fleet"

"There's no time left, the fleet is already sailing!" said Cortus's tribune slammed his fist on the charts, a rarity for an elf of fame and culture like him, "Put away your Honrinastic statesmanship, Mandriel!

"Yes. You can't convince me, the fleet must sail. ”

The admiral finally tore off his mild-mannered appearance as well, and slapped his hands on the table without showing weakness.

"We can't wait here forever! If a fleet can't defend its own shipping, it doesn't exist! I know you care about your colonial empire, but I care about my fleet! If I can't defeat Wei Taiping with so many armed merchant ships, then we won't be able to win in the future! The entire trade of Shengsen will completely collapse!"

"They can't wait forever! Then at least, give me back my New Island Fleet! If the war is not good, then I must at least have a force that can defend my colonies, better than the two New Island Freedom Fleet!"

The gazes of the two alternated in the air, almost rubbing out of Mars.

"You think that your wild elves and night elves are more important than this fateful showdown, right?"

"I don't think the fate of the whole saint forest can be pinned on this big gamble. You may not like the wild elves and night elves, but I think our future will be determined by whether or not we accept them into the Senate and elven society. ”

Gawen Alvarez looked at these two "great" elves in amazement, almost tearing their faces to snatch the ultimate command of hundreds of ships. It was a discussion she couldn't interject in.

"Okay, then I'll send your New Island Squadron as a rearguard. We want you to understand what is in our best interest. ”

"Thank you, Your Excellency Admiral Mandriel. ”

"And Ms. Gawen Alvarez, I have also taken your comments into account. The open sea fleet must sail, but they need a safe rear. I hope that the lady will stay in Gawen Figner. The official letter of order will be given to both of them later. ”

This sentence made Jiawen realize the determination of Admiral Interreus. He has decided to drive all the opposition out of the fleet -

For some reason, she didn't feel much resentment, but suddenly she was curious about the enemies she had never met.

What kind of admiral was Wei Taiping who could push two of the most outstanding army and navy commanders of the Holy Sen to such a point? What kind of insidious and cunning enemy did she and the Two Sea Fleets face?

"May the sun shine forever on our forests. I accept this arrangement, and the people of St. Sen and the Senate live forever. ”

Jiawen turned around and walked quickly out of the cabin. She didn't arrange a dinghy when she left, but continued to use her flying magic to return to Gawen Feigena.

She stood on the terrace of the Doge's Palace, and watched as the great fleet set sail slowly, one after the other, until the sun went down.

She imagined the vast merchant ships and warships in a long chain on the charts, sailing to the seas north of Interre to meet an unknowable fate. There, there are the most dangerous and vicious opponents of the Elven Two Seas Fleet.

"I don't know how many of these ships will be able to dock in Gawen Feigna's harbor again......"

The Female Protector uttered this ominous prophecy in a voice that no one could hear. She didn't want to use some of the prophetic magic she had at her disposal to confirm the answer to the prophecy.

What she didn't expect was that just thirteen days later, she would know the answer to this question.

January 24, 1667 in the standard calendar: the deep rainy season

When the attack began, Gawen Figner's harbor was not empty.

Although the Grand Fleet has set sail, there will always be merchant ships and frigates that are out of the plan. There will always be ships that fall behind for various reasons, and there will be ships that will barely dock in the days when they have deviated from their sailing plans for a long time. In half a month, another fleet that is not too small has been accumulated in Jiawen Feigena, and there are always dozens of armed merchant ships and warships.

There were slightly more merchant ships than usual that morning, but they did not alarm the colonial port authority.

After a sudden rain shower had ended in the middle of a lazy afternoon, the lookout post spotted a frigate belonging to the Inland Sea Fleet suddenly starting to catch fire, as if someone had lost control while practicing a new type of magic nearby. The Port Authority's sub-elf supervisor decided to send a few spare warships to solve the problem, and sent heralds to the Doge's Palace.

The Doge's Palace is a typical St. Sen style building, built around a giant tree transplanted from St. Sen. Many rooms have been dug out in the center of the giant tree, and spiral-shaped multi-storey buildings have been built around it, each with terraces to access sunlight and fresh air. Most pure-blood elves choose this place to settle down, and only a few wealthy elves who have settled in the colony have their own mansions - most of them transplant similar St. Mori Giant Trees as the center of their mansions.

The Governor is an elderly elven senator who has been sent here after losing a few games in the political game of Hunrinastie. Like every true elf, she doesn't care much about human politics, and her worldview is largely between the siege and conquest of Saniti Figna. The Governor had intended to laugh at such a routine report, but Caravan Alvarez, who was enjoying afternoon tea with her, was a little apprehensive about such a report.

"It's true that there's been a lot of paper circulating in the web lately about modifying attack magic, but there's no one on that boat who is stupid like that-"

Then she saw the shelling.

The first to take action were the disguised merchant fleets. The warships that were originally scattered inside and outside the port were gathered together, and they were not combat formations, so they became the best targets.

Everything in front of me needs no explanation. The Free Army did bring the army to attack, and they did wait for an opportunity – but not for a chance in Xenkti. They want to take Jiawen Nasti directly to ensure that there is nowhere to avoid the defeat of the two sea fleets!

"Enemy attack!"

"How is this possible? The Coman people are so bold to attack here thousands of nautical miles!"

Hearing the anger of the female governor, the young Jiawen had to correct: "No, they are not Kermans. They are the Republican Army of Phase Harbor, the Kerman Rebels. But even then, they did cross thousands of nautical miles to attack here......"

Jiawen's gaze stayed at the end of the dividing line between sea and sky. With the elf's eyesight, she could see without a telescope, where the little red sails were gathering and speeding down the wind, and it looked like they would be in port within an hour.

"I'm going to assemble the local Legion detachment now. Alvarez, you order all the batteries to get ready!"

Jiawen hesitated for a moment, and put away the idea of following the female governor to the governor's guard to try her skills.

"Gawen Figner's Colonial Legion detachment has less than a regular force of twelve hundred men, and the invading enemy is no longer than that...... It's really worrying. ”

After ordering the gunners of the fort to take their positions, Jiawen called her subordinates and maids, and began to forcibly gather all the idle elves and half-elves left in the city of Jiawen Feigena, mercenaries willing to fight for money, and the merchants' guards, and requisitioned the colony's arsenal and weapon merchants to arm them.

Her order was not met with much resistance: because the Free Army had already begun to land.

Although it has been a bumpy sea for half a month, this free army still looks like a good military appearance. Some of them were vain, some were retching on the seashore, and the artillery fire of the harbor and the fire of the Doge's Guard overturned the whole dinghy from time to time, but they nevertheless rushed to the harbor and the beach of Gawen Feigna with their flags in their hands.

"This is the phase port army that has successively captured the ports occupied by us and the Empire on the shores of the Interre Sea, right?"

After setting up a position in the Governor's Palace, Jia Wen found her intelligence staff and asked him.

The blue and white horizontal lines alternate on the banner representing the 14th Free Division's "Seas". The silver front that runs through the reddish-brown background represents the "dragon gun" of the Ninth National Guard Division. I guessed it right, this is the Free Army of Phase Harbor. It's madness that they're alone in such a desperate situation. ”

"What is that flag with red stars scattered on a blue background? The troops flying those flags seem to be trying to assault our batteries. ”

The intelligence officer, who is a human, held up his binoculars: "Oh, that's supposed to be the flag of the Independent Gendarmerie Brigade of Phase Port." In the elves' intelligence system, this banner is commonly known as 'Red Star', and is the personal banner of Namen Soleton, the Governor of Phase Port. ”

"Governor of Phase Hong Kong, don't you have the banner of Wei Taiping?"

"There should be no banner of Wei Taiping, but the numbers of all important army units of the Interre Army have arrived. That banner should be Schlopp Cliff, well, and the coat of arms of Dubre Goho...... The flag of the navy should be Kazan Fisher, and there is a fleet commander flag that I have never seen before, it seems to be ...... But I know the third naval flag, and it's Daro Salami of the original Fifth Fleet, right?"

Jiawen Alvarez didn't pay much attention to these fleeting names. The only thing that caught her attention was Wei Taiping = Pease Wayne, who had been in power for decades - that was a name that was repeated enough times to leave a deep memory even for elves.

"You're saying Wei Taiping's banner isn't here, right?"

"Yes. There are only two flags of the detachment. ”

"There won't be more than a hundred ships. Sure enough, the main forces of the enemy went after our Grand Fleet...... As long as we hold them down here, these ships won't be able to go north to the line of return. ”

"I think so, Lord Tribune. A half-elf officer next to him chimed in, "As long as we hold on to our battery—"

He choked up in the middle of his words.

Jiawen watched in amazement, along with everyone on the giant tree of the Governor's Palace, as the crimson battle line unfolded in the harbor, firing volleys and charging.

The auxiliary detachment responsible for covering the artillery forts, of course, was mainly made up of local Daoists who did not even have elven blood, barely carried four rounds of guns, but still completely collapsed after the general charge of the three companies, and fled into the depths of the colonial harbor.

It is true that these enemies are not as well-trained as the Saints, and there are only a few mages accompanying them, but their tactics are indeed very effective. In the counter-fire phase, each platoon had a mage or officer who used magic items to create cover in the land of the harbor, and in the charge phase, the main company concentrated dozens of acceleration techniques, and several battle platoons alternately jumped forward, and it took only a few minutes to completely break up the flank of the elven army.

They were even more familiar with the use of various low-level magic than the Saint Sen Army on the other side.

"Did you say this is a colonial army, or is it a gendarme or something?"

When the elven tribune spoke again, she was no longer as casual as she had just been.

"No, Naymen Soleton, who leads this military police, is nominally a governor, but not the same as our colonial governor. I heard that he was an elite staff officer with high hopes from the Marshal of the Free Army, and was in charge of the supervision of the entire military department in Interre. ”

Jiawen remembered where she had seen the name. It's on the byline column of several basic articles about the operation of the magic web.

"It's a real opponent. With you, will you be able to withstand this charge?"

Jiawen coldly glanced at the rabble around her. With the exception of a few pure-blood and quasi-pure-blood elves who looked like they had been through a bloody battle, everyone else looked away.

"Well, we must abandon field warfare. Those who think they are worthy of being true elves, come with me. We'll have to get the Governor's remaining forces. ”

She secretly counted the number of elven veterans who had fought under her command. Not very satisfying, but it should be enough to impress the enemy commander.

At that time, the Freedom Army landing force, which had just eliminated the auxiliary corps and blew up two artillery forts, turned around and turned its head on the detachment of the St. Sen Colony Regiment Gawen Feigu, which was stationed in the center of the port area.

"Those guys must be recruits who haven't seen a real elven army. Guys, activate your gear. ”

At nightfall, Caravan Alvarez stood again under the giant tree transplanted from the Saint Forest, silently looking out at the burning harbor.

The few ships left in the harbor were burning, and along with the burning batteries, the night sky was lit red.

The enemy's main forces are being cleared. In the hinterland of the Taiping Dao countries, far from the Interre Sea. Red Free Army uniforms filled the streets, and the 100-year-old St. Mori's Giant Trees were on fire – meaning that the detachments and personal guards of the local aristocracy were uprooted one by one.

The Free Army even stormed the local slave market, arming them as cannon fodder.

- That's because they've given up on their plans to conquer the Doge's Palace with their own men today. Jiawen's counterattack left a deep and indelible impression on the Free Army: the elven soldiers, often with decades of experience, were more dangerous opponents than the self-proclaimed royalists around Interre.

But the St. Sen's army also paid a huge price.

"Álvarez Tribune. I now agree with your plan: this may be our last chance to escape...... Cough. ”

The female governor of Gawen Feigna had been holding the giant tree of the governor's palace with her hand, and coughed up blood from time to time. Every time she coughed, the giant tree would drop some yellow or red leaves, as if returning to the autumn of the Sacred Forest.

But in the warm and humid Taiping countries, there should be no autumn. Every breath of the patriarch consumed the life of this giant tree through the power of natural magic.

Gawen Alvarez was silent. She knew about the Governor's injuries. As a veteran of the Holy Forest and a high-ranking user of natural magic, the Governor tried to use his power to lead the elite to surprise the enemy commanders when his army was at a disadvantage.

But she couldn't make it. Jiawen didn't know the specific course of the battle, but under the colonial governor's brocade robe, there were several almost fatal cannon wounds, as well as a completely incurable sword wound. Jiawen had heard that the young commander of the Free Army seemed to have captured a magic sword that had once been owned by the Emperor.

"I'm sorry to be the governor of the lost city. You leave with the rest of the men, and hold out until our grand fleet returns. This is my governor's scepter, and I cannot let it be captured. ”

Like most elves, Garwen Alvarez is not good at showing affection. Even on such an occasion, she could only barely squeeze out a little bit of tears rolling in her eyes.

"Then I led the army to break through. ”

The tribune replied with just that, took the scepter, pinned it to her waist, and turned to leave.

In the square of the Doge's Palace, she gathered the remaining colonial troops and broke through to the east.

Of course, the Freires couldn't stop them—or they didn't want to stop them at all, or they didn't want to pursue them.

The elven army did not march far, but set up camp on a hill with water in the east, reviewing the day's losses.

The Colonial Legion Gawen Feig, which once had more than 1,000 regular troops and an equal number of local auxiliary detachments, had lost more than half of its troops, and the auxiliary detachments had been wiped out. The other half of the "army" in Jiawen's hands is just a rabble that has lost everything in the raid of the Free Army, which may not be as good as the average level of the Free Army on the other side, let alone compared to the St. Sen Legion, which is known for its rich experience and a small number of elites.

"But we should have inflicted at least the same amount of damage on the other side. ”

Looking at the giant wood of the Doge's Mansion that Jiawen Feige was beginning to burn, Jiawen summoned the officers she trusted the most and had the purest blood, and gave the order for the next step.

"We need to find the Taiping Dao official in this place and tell him that we intend to provide reinforcements and give the city back to them. ”

There was a noise in the crowd. To abandon this huge colony, which has been built for more than 100 years?

"I know you have a lot of opinions. However, it is better to return this land to the Taiping Dao Kingdom than to let the enemy build it into his own port. The Great Red Fleet will never get here, even if it will be burned to the ground!"

Gavin Alvarez looked grimly at the city with her name in it, pulling out the stab she had received during her previous visit to this week's officials.

Even if she gave this city to the people of Taiping Dao, she was not willing to admit defeat like this. She, Gawen Alvarez, would rather be Gawen Figner's destroyer.

"The Taiping Dao officials in this place sound quite high-ranked, the great guardian of the End Land...... Hopefully, he has enough troops to mobilize. ”

On the title tattoo, the four oriental characters "GreatGuardianofEndingLand" are written in block letters in the pavilion style.

"Let's go! Go to the state of these local people!"

As a result, hundreds of elves, honorary elves, quasi-elves, half-elves, and sub-elves ...... and a team of hundreds of refugees who had nothing to do with the elves set off.

P.S. I don't know if the update time is accurate......

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