Gayin Carlton led his fleet to keep up with the ogre fleet ahead of it emerging from another estuary.

A pair of eyes full of bloodlust.

War has been etched in Ace's blood since he injected the rules of absolute militarism into all the Dragon Alliance volumes.

War, they liked it the most.

"Kill the cubs, take half of their ships, and expand our fleet."

"Kill!"

"Fire!"

Seeing that the two fleets were approaching, Gayin Carlton, who was standing on the command platform, didn't say a word, let all the battleships open their gun windows, and roared angrily.

The excited ogres lit the fuses of the cannons with torches.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Ten battleships, two thousand guns, aimed at the enemy on the opposite side and opened fire in turn.

Dense cannonballs rained down on the other ogre fleet on the opposite side.

Sawdust flying.

The other ogre fleet, which was caught off guard, was directly blinded by *.

Since they went to sea, no one has attacked them, and at most they have been fighting, and they will be killed if they come up.

But in the face of Gayin Carlton's ferocious attack, they didn't have time to think, and one by one they entered the combat post as quickly as possible.

The cannon window was pushed open, and one cannon after another was pushed out, firing back as fast as possible.

The cannon roared, and the smoke filled the air.

The two fleets headed west like two parallel lines, firing frantically as they went.

It's just a war, who's afraid of whom?

They belong to the Dragon Alliance, you can say that they can't do anything, but you definitely can't say that they can't cut people.

In terms of cutting people in war, they are all professional in meowing.

Shells kept flying towards the enemy, and the ships on both sides were blown up by the sawdust.

However, the transcendent parents on both sides were so good to them, and the construction of the ships was all genuine.

A cannonball fell, and although it was able to smash the sawdust out, it could not penetrate the ship at all.

The countless ogres who fired their guns inside the ship had nothing to do with it, except for a few unlucky ones, who were killed by shells smashed directly into the cannon window.

The biggest casualties were the ones on the splint.

They were covered with shells, and the casualties were not small.

Gayin Carlton looked at the powerful ship on the other side that had fired ten rounds of artillery and dropped only a few sawdust, and the corners of his mouth twitched and lamented that his transcendent parents were too kind to them and these cubs.

With a wave of his hand, let his fleet lean in.

The artillery is not very top, so let's fight the knife head-on.

Isn't the array and melee that has been trained for so long just for this moment?

The warships of the ogre clan on the opposite side, seeing that the opposite side wanted to get close to fight for knives, there was no cowardice, and one by one they drove the ships to the opposite side.

That's right, that's how brave they are.

In the Dragon Alliance, military merit is to be grabbed on the battlefield, and Tang can't see this and that.

I don't care about anything, just slash forward like crazy and it's over.

Bang! Bang!

More than 20 warships, with a bang, collided directly together.

With a four-meter-long chopping knife in his hand, Gayin Carlton took the lead in slaying him.

Raising the knife and slashing down, the two ogres were instantly divided.

The ogres on both sides jumped onto each other's battleships one after another, slashing together as they jumped.

All of a sudden, the blood flowed like a river.

The sound of the battle alarmed a captain not far from the coastline, as well as countless officers.

They hurried to the shore.

I saw that in the ocean not far from the coastline, twenty warships of their ogre clan were colliding together, and more than 100,000 ogres were frantically slashing each other, trying to cut each other down.

Looking at the fratricidal scene, they fell silent.

The Ogre Captain sighed and said to the countless officers around him, "What do you see? Let the cubs figure things out on their own. ”

"The strong live, the weak die, this is the natural law of nature."

"Leave their fate to themselves!"

Having driven all the officers back to his territory, the Ogre Captain shook his head helplessly.

He understands that this is actually already the best outcome.

It is better to die on the battlefield than to starve to death in a stinking ditch ten thousand times.

Moreover, now the war is also good, now that it is a mess, one by one the fleets will continue to merge and expand.

In the end, after entering the waters of other races, it is very likely that a powerful warship group composed of hundreds of warships will appear.

It's much easier to bully other races.

Now don't fight, don't expand, ten warships alone, where are the opponents of hundreds of warships after the expansion of other races?

Gayin Carlton cut the leaders of the ten ogre warships in half with a single sword, and he was bathed in blood, and he was extremely hideous.

Look at the two sides around who are fighting together.

He cut off the other party's head, raised it high, and roared angrily: "Stop it all, your ruler is dead, if you don't want to die, stop me."

A deafening roar was heard on the battlefield.

The ogres on Guy Carleton's side were overjoyed and their morale skyrocketed, while the members of the ogre fleet on the opposite side. Morale inevitably dropped a little.

But their morale is still not small.

As a member of the Dragon Alliance, their usual morale is constant at 10%, and it will not be lowered easily.

Even if the ruler is hacked to death, they will still not admit defeat.

The two sides stopped and split into two sides to confront each other.

I saw that about 20,000 of the 60,000 ogres on Gayin Carlton's side had been killed or wounded, and their corpses were covered with the sea and ships.

And the other party is even worse than them, the ogre, who is almost 60,000 like them, has already killed and injured almost 30,000, and more than half of them have been killed in battle.

It's clear that Gayin Carlton's training has worked a lot.

Looking around at a large circle of ogres looking at themselves.

Gayin Carlton continued to say in a loud voice, "You are already bound to lose, I still have 40,000 ogres on my side, but you only have 30,000 left."

"And your leader is dead!"

"For this war, I only need your three warships."

"And you can remove all the food from those three ships."

"After all, we are of the same clan, and we can't kill them all."

Gayin Carlton originally wanted to directly capture five warships, but seeing that the other side was so tenacious, even if his side won, he would have to lose most of his troops.

In order to avoid encountering enemies along the way, it was important to preserve his strength, so he turned five into three.

The five or six captains of the remaining ships in the ogre camp on the opposite side discussed it and thought it was feasible.

They had only been out to sea for a short time, so they couldn't be wiped out all at once.

So, the fleet of the ogre clan on the opposite side discarded the three warships, didn't even take the food inside, and drove away with their seven warships.

After Gayin Carlton acquired three warships, the number of ships in the fleet increased to thirteen, and the strength increased significantly.

After a rest, repairing his ship, Gayin Carlton led his fleet and moved on.

This time, he was very cautious, sending dozens of lookouts to stand on the mast and constantly observe the surroundings.

Prevent the appearance of the enemy.

An enemy appeared, and they hurried to run.

Although their fleet had now expanded to thirteen ships, the number of their soldiers was only about 40,000, which was 10,000 more than when they first set out on the expedition.

Without some recovery, the war would not have to be fought at all, so he wanted to make a wave of money first, and wait until the living space in the thirteen warships was digested before going to war.

Time passes.

While Guy Carlton was fishing with his fleet to survive, he led his warriors in non-stop military training.

After a year and a half of recuperation, vigorously develop fertility.

The original 40,000 ogres have been increased to 80,000.

Gai Yin Carlton, who felt that his strength had improved a lot, once again embarked on the road of conquest.

Along the way, he constantly attacked the warships of his fellow tribesmen and expanded his fleet.

By the time they were about to leave the Ogre Continent, Gayin Carlton's fleet had expanded to 100 ships, and the number of warriors had swelled to 600,000.

Looking at the coastline of the Ogre Continent slowly disappearing in the distance, Gayin Carlton turned his head back to look at the endless ocean ahead.

His fate is in his own hands.

He wants to use sword and sword, iron and blood, to forge his own legend and get all he wants.

Behind Gayin Carlton's 100 warships, the Ogre Clan's warship group is constantly fighting, capturing the warships of their own clan, making the final preparations for war in blood and fire.

Not far away on the coastline, Gayin Carlton's Captain Father looked at his own cub who was sailing a hundred warships, and his face was full of relief.

Said proudly: "In the end, it is the seed that I gave birth to, but it is not ordinary."

"It's only been a few years, and you've already become the ruler of a hundred warships."

"Look at this appearance, with the help of sufficient resources, the first-order warrior is definitely stable, and with a little luck, the second-order can also be achieved."

"We'll see each other again!"

He was relieved and happily returned to his territory.

In the glorious giant palace, Ace, who was already nearly six thousand meters in size, looked at the sea that had become chaotic in the magic screen.

The corners of his mouth twitched.

Ever since he agreed to allow the extra cubs to sail their warships to attack the territory of the outer gods.

Those land territories are okay, very calm, the same as before, that is, the knife education method is used a little more ruthlessly, and from time to time you can see the winners of military merit who cut their own cubs, and the winners of military merit who sent their cubs to the sacrificial scholars for treatment.

Overall, it was calm and growing steadily.

Compared to the land, the sea is bustling with activity.

The cubs of the various tribes who had been driven out of their territories drove their warships and started a chaotic war in the ocean.

You bombard me, I bombard you, you cut me, I cut you, and started a battle for ocean hegemony in the ocean.

Wars between the same race, wars between different races and different races, have become a mess.

At a glance, in just the past five years, the various races have dropped nearly a trillion volumes and endless warships into the ocean.

The cubs sent out by some continents near the territory of the outer gods on the front line have already exchanged fire with the outer gods and evil dragons.

It's really lively.

"Looking at this, there should be a wave of trillions of fleets in five years to kill the territory of the outer gods."

"Those outer gods can bear it, there are a lot of resources in the ocean, and the genetic level of the cubs who have been driven out is not low, and a lot of legends can definitely emerge in a few hundred years."

"Among the tens of billions of cubs, even if there is a legend among the 100 million cubs, there are 10 million legends."

"Five years and a wave of 10 million legends, this whetstone can definitely sharpen the outer gods."

"Moreover, if I stand in the shoes of those evil dragons and the outer gods, I will face the countless clans that have exploded in the genetic level sent to the door."

"It's impossible not to be tempted."

"When the time comes, they will casually subdue a few fleets, and then let them intermarry with their own roll races and those continent natives on their own continent."

"The genetic level can come up all of a sudden."

"At the genetic level, their income will naturally skyrocket, and if their income skyrockets, their own combat power and the combat power of the genus will naturally skyrocket."

"The enemies of the next war are ready."

After some deduction.

Ace was particularly satisfied, the expansion of the Dragon Alliance, and his biggest concern was that the enemy was too weak.

The rule of absolute militarism is a kind of high-level rule that can constantly raise the genetic level of the race in the middle of war.

His operation can't allow too smooth crushing, otherwise it won't be able to screen at the genetic level.

Therefore, the enemy must not be too weak.

Not to mention how strong the high-level guy is, at least among the warriors below the legend, he can reach half of the combat power of the fighters under him.

In this way, genetic screening can be carried out.

Otherwise, it will be in vain.

When the time comes, it will lose a steady stream of genetic level improvement, and if you don't advance, you will retreat, but it will decline.

When the time comes, with only 3,000 gods, plus saints who are not much more than gods, how can they manage the hundreds of billions of races?

A doppelganger of 100 million is useless.

If nothing else, he can make them cry with his Ace aesthetics.

Not to mention other recessive natural laws that can lower the genetic level.

Food, clothing, genetic inertia, aesthetics, casually being able to pull out a whole bunch of things that can lower the genetic level.

There are no rules that can maintain the genetic level, or allow the genetic level to continue to advance, and the destruction of civilization is really fast in the long river of time.

After looking at the various races that were fighting for hegemony in the ocean, he flipped through his giant magic screen, and looked at the warship that was now being studied by all races for 100,000 miles a day.

Although there are still no warships that travel 100,000 miles a day, a warship that travels 50,000 miles a day has already been built.

It's just that the battleship that travels 50,000 miles a day is still a laboratory product, and it takes a lot of effort to be able to mass produce it.

This alone can delay time for decades.

Seeing this scene, the smile on Ace's face became even more.

"You can't blame me, you are a large group of god-level elders, a warship that travels 100,000 miles a day, you can't get such a slow battleship out quickly, is this your ability?"

"In this case, the war can only be postponed."

"The more than 90,000 continents occupied by the outer gods are vast and boundless, and warships that travel 100,000 miles a day are necessary."

"Otherwise, the cubs will go to the battlefield on a warship in my territory, only to arrive for decades, and die of old age on the way."

"What kind of battle is this?"

Sure enough, Yin Lisha is very, very smart, in terms of conspiracy, the other side casually reminded her, and the original big problem was solved.

It's really reasonable, plugging their mouths, and making them unable to fight back.

After all, the opinions he put forward are all reasonable conditions, and reasonable means reasonable, which is not easy to make small moves.

Most importantly, it's also for their good.

They themselves are well aware of the operating mechanism of the absolute militaristic rules, knowing that once the conditions are not met, fighting a war will be like fighting in vain.

In the face of the risk of bankruptcy caused by genetic deterioration, no one dares to touch this mine.

Therefore, they can only do their best to meet the conditions.

And when the conditions are met, war will naturally break out.

He is not a stupid dragon, he also wants to get rich, and he also wants to increase his income by tens of thousands of times.

It's just that his reason tells him that he must wage the right war at the right time, so that the rules of absolute militarism can continue to operate, and the genetic level of all races can be continuously improved.

Only when the genetic level continues to improve, can his own income be able to steadily explode.

And once the genetic level is no longer raised or even decreased, his current income will be completely in vain.

The good situation of the entire ontological world will also be ruined.

It is not impossible for the world to be beaten by a trick and become poor before he appears.

Reason overcame his ** and made him look to the future.

Sacrificing a small part of the interests of the present in exchange for the broader interests of the future is what the Sage Dragon did.

He looked at the countless legendary sages who were working hard to study and teach their disciples, and turned off his magic screen.

Strode towards the dragon's lair and became a demigod dragon, and all the restrictions on his ** soul have disappeared.

Now, he can grow as big as he wants, 6,000 meters, 10,000 meters, 100,000 meters, millions of meters, as long as his resources are enough, even if he grows bigger than a world, it is not a difficult task.

It is clear that as the ruler of the Dragon Alliance, the resources at his disposal are endless.

In the entire ontology world, the top two local tyrants are him.

As for the first tyrant, it is called the will of the world.

That's right, the world itself is ranked first, and he is ranked second.

Speaking of the richest dragon, it is definitely well deserved.

With such good conditions, if you don't make your body incomparably large, big enough to be able to step on ordinary Void Behemoths as ants, it would be simply blind to so many resources.