Forty nautical miles west of Xilin Island, dozens of warships are moored, and at night, each ship carries green and red lanterns on the bow and stern to show the position of each ship, which looks very similar to the ships attacking Xilin Island.

Among the many ships was a larger ship, which, unlike the others, was brightly lit, with a torch in the bow that was apparently made of magic, and the red flames shimmered in the darkness of the sea and sky. The side of the ship was full of guarded soldiers, mostly werewolves, but also half-orcs.

There was a sudden crisp chirp in the sky, and the curtain of the big ship's cabin was opened, and four people came out one after another, staring and searching for anything in the sky. There was a sudden strong wind in the air, and a huge figure appeared above the big ship in the rolling dark clouds, and then a golden third-order dragon slowly landed on the bow of the ship.

In the face of this kind of third-order young dragon that had just entered the wisdom period, the people on the boat showed enough respect, and the first middle-aged man of the four people gave a deep salute to the dragon, and then carefully approached the dragon's body - it can be seen that the middle-aged man is quite cautious, careful not to let his body appear in front of the dragon's mouth, and is even more reluctant to let the dragon's breath, of course, everyone knows that this seemingly ordinary breath will become synonymous with death in an instant.

The Golden Dragon didn't seem to have the intent to hurt people, perhaps he didn't bother to hurt them at all. The slender dragon's neck leaned forward reservedly, revealing a blue scroll tied under the dragon's neck. The middle-aged man untied the scroll with great care, and then took out a ring from the hand of his partner next to him, embedded a large brilliant gem in the middle of the ring, and handed it to the third-order young dragon, the dragon looked at the gem carefully with his huge eyes, nodded with satisfaction, stretched out his front paws and grabbed the gem, and his huge body rose into the air, and disappeared into the clouds in the sky after the wind.

All the people on the ship breathed a long sigh of relief, no matter what race, no matter what kind of hero, in front of the dragon, they would be oppressed by the innate momentum to the last trace of tension in their hearts.

The four of them went back to the house.

The interior of the room was extremely frugal, except for a large table in the middle of the clearing, and the other four walls were empty. The middle-aged man quickly opened the scroll, and his eyebrows immediately twisted into a ball. When the other three people came up, they found that there were only a few words on the scroll: "Amy, Daqingshan is about to return to Xilin, speed up." ”

The middle-aged man walked quickly to the table, leaned over and looked at the simulated map of the western sea area of the Eminole continent on the table, and there were 5 huge red arrows on the map, which were issued from the same point and went directly to the western coast of the continent.

Anyone with a slight knowledge of cartography can easily see that the big ship is at the starting point of the red sè, and one of the five arrows points to the Lion River Yīn of the Tius Empire, and the other three point to three small towns 20 kilometers north of the Lion River Yang Amy Empire. The last arrow points to Xilin Island, which is located at the mouth of the Lion River.

"Patriarch Dahaino, I'm very curious about what you're worried about?" A strong young half-orc stared at the location of the sand table marking Xilin Island, and the position clearly indicated the formation of the 400-strong team with four people.

"Yes," echoed another young werewolf, "we, as God's chosen race, have worked hard for hundreds of years to finally begin the mission that the true God has given us. Could it be that the patriarch is worried that a small island can stand in our way?"

In the 4th year of the magic calendar, as one of the three parties in the early stage of the war of the gods, several races from the fascist continent finally unveiled their mysteries in front of the world for the first time.

At this time, the four people in the cabin are, the middle-aged human race in the fascist continent's largest group of patriarchs Dahaino, is also the fascist continent's military leader who led 10,000 troops to carry out a roundabout strategic encirclement after a frontal attack, according to legend, he was a national general in the Eminole continent when he was young, but because he violated some taboos and had to flee overseas with his family, it was also under his outstanding leadership skills, in only 6 years, the human beings who were once scattered on the north coast of the fascist continent were gathered together by him, and formed an unprecedented force; The same young werewolf is the Mora Beast, the patriarch of the largest tribe of the werewolves, who is responsible for commanding the 7,000 werewolf soldiers who participated in the roundabout strategic siege this time, and the representative of the bear man who has not spoken out, like most of his kind, never bothered to participate in discussions, they only believe in one thing: the truth comes from under their fists.

"Do you know what kind of person Amy is?" Dahaino asked in a deep voice as he pulled a thick drop of papers from under the desk.

"Who is it and what can it be?" Mora Beast was a little impatient, as an orc, he, like most orcs, believed that the fascist continent was given to them by the true gods, not these alien humans, through countless invasions of human villages, he always believed that humans were very poor and weak-eyed people, even the strongest warriors could not resist the attacks of the orcs. Facing such a human boss, it has long been unpleasant to look at. "There are only 400 human soldiers here! our soldiers are more than 1,000, and they will take this place at will. I suggest we take a longer view and think about how we will respond to the Empire's attacks in the future. ”

"Patriarch, don't worry, it's Norton, the most brilliant general among our orcs, who brought this army, and I'm sure this tiger will lead ......" Merlin tried to ease the conflict between the generals.

"Heh-" Dahaino shook his head helplessly: "If Norton is compared to a tiger, then he would have faced a lion named Horns." Originally, I expected him to win this war by virtue of the superiority of his army over human soldiers.

However, when the little fox named Amy returned, the odds of winning 6 points immediately became only 2 points. “

"Don't look at me like that, you know? Horns is the third in line to the throne of the mountain dwarf tribes, especially known for his scheming, and Amy is known as a magical genius who has not been born for a hundred years, and has the reputation of the golden brain in the Amy Empire and the Hami Empire (Dahaino must have misunderstood at this time, this golden brain is far more demeaning than positive), and in addition to the two of them, there are unheard of Holy Dragon Knights and Skeleton Dragon Knights on this small island.

Do you think Norton still has a chance to win?" After a few words, the faces of the other three suddenly turned ugly.

Two thick books of information slapped on the table, one of which read "Analysis of the Forces of the A-level Mercenary Group", and the other wrote "Information on Celebrities in Internal References". Moramon spat his fingers and opened the "Information on Famous Persons in Internal References", and the other two young men also gathered around, and their faces became more and more difficult to look at as the number of pages became more and more reactionary.

Legend has it that on the other side of the vast sea, the fascist continent has been in the midst of strife and rebellion. It is recorded in the historical repositories of countries such as the Eminole Continent and the Frozen Continent, and it is all about how the continent is barren, and the people are simply low-level species, etc. Most of the descriptions of the two existing countries on this continent come from the hearsay of the great merchants: whether it is the Uk alliance or the orc alliance, these two countries only exist on paper, in these two countries, there are often dozens of kings who are recognized by the people at the same time, they are actually the leaders of each tribe, as long as the tribe has a power that will not be easily destroyed, then everyone will agree with your existence as a king.

Of course, it is not without some large tribes who want to form a separate state, but it is not easy for most of the races on this continent to remember the names of the two existing countries, and to remember one more, which is simply unimaginable for the inhabitants of the other continent described by the great merchants. So every time this kind of proposal or dúlì has been given action, it is beaten back to its original shape by the stubborn brains of the orcs.

The opposite is true, or to put it more accurately, this is what the other continent was like more than 100 years ago. But for the last 100 years, the walrus has been an extremely large mask, deeply hiding everything about the other continent.

In the 63rd year of the Red Moon Calendar, in a tribal clash between orcs and werewolves, tens of thousands of soldiers wore torn armor, held various weapons, stared at blood-red eyes, and sprayed hot air ready to fight desperately to bite together.

Suddenly, a true god descended from the sky, according to the historical records of the time, a true god wearing blue sè armor rode a huge blue sè wind dragon from the sky, and casually summoned a huge wind barrier to block the hostile two sides. Then took the leaders of both sides.

After the leader returned, he got the news that the fascist continent was actually the last continent created by the true God, and all the people who lived on this continent were the people of God who had been deliberately selected by the true God. The true God also told them that there were three kinds of people in this world, and that in addition to the gods, the races living in the continents of Eminole and the frozen continents were God's outcasts - the products of God in the early stages of creation, and could not be compared with the abilities of God's people, and in addition to this, there were also the races created by the enemies of the true God, who were called the chosen people of darkness by God.

When God chose them, He also gave them a sacred mission: to destroy the dark elect, to make the outcasts slaves of God's people, and to make God's people spread to every continent in the world.

Many historians of the Mercenary King believe that this legend can only deceive the foolish people of the fascist continent. And judging from the situation at that time, no matter what kind of position anyone was in at that time, who was dragged to the divine realm with the power of God, and then brainwashed, would unconditionally believe in the truth of this matter.

After that, the true god appeared in public on the fascist continent many times, and soon gathered all races on the continent, and under the guidance of the gods, the orcs were no longer hostile to humans, and were even willing to accept human tribes that had migrated for more than 10 years to become members of the fascist continent joint council. Humans not only brought population and food consumption to the orcs, but they also brought culture, textile smelting and other technologies to the orcs who had been in the prehistoric culture.

These human beings, who were forced to flee their homeland, were already determined to die during dozens of voyages. After being treated well here, more human beings slowly accepted a new view: fascism was the homeland of their own existence, and they completely severed ties with their homeland.

In these seemingly coincidental environments, all the fascist continents have been deliberately making a certain appearance for the merchants who come to the fascist continent, and at the same time of trade, they have constantly sent fascist human businessmen to other continents to do business and spy on the military.

It wasn't until half a year ago that the fascist coalition finally made the decision to send 100,000 troops to attack the continent of Eminole.

In the case of successive victories in the southern front against the mercenary empire, the fascist command finally made the necessary steps to divide the troops to fight on the western front and complete the strategic jump.

Seeing that the others had no objections, Dahaino called back the guards outside: "Order, the first brigade of the 5000 reserve team is all dispatched, and the target is Xilin Island." ”

No matter how skillfully the Mercenary King, the Raging Dwarf King, the Black-Faced Dragon King, and the Holy Dragon Knight wielded their baton in war, or how many miracles they left in the history of war. In the autumn of the 4th year of the Magic Calendar, these young men could only look at the problem from a tactical point of view, and they were still rookies with eggshells on their tails in the overall strategic sense. While they were dumbfounded and even complacent about how easily they could annihilate more than 50 bear men, more than three times as many enemies were rushing towards them day and night, and the four integrated combat squadrons that had successfully captured the territory of the two empires during the same period were also ordered to draw 1/4 of their forces to complete the encirclement of Xilin Island along the banks of the Lion River.

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