The cruel ecology of the Hell Islands made it impossible for anyone who could control the fate of their tribe to be a mediocre person, and hearing Sarudada's description, the eyes of all the fur-clad natives in the bark house suddenly lit up.

Seeing that his words had attracted the attention of all the allies as expected, the old man of Hell had a radiant expression on his face, and raised his voice and said, "I have obtained a magical 'crossbow making technique' from the landlings, which can shoot sharp arrows stained with flames higher than the 'three-headed eagle'.

Now that the ships of 'Darukot' have been dispersed to the nearby waters to reconnoitre, as long as all the guardians of the alliance can fight with all their strength at that time, even if the enemy's flying ships do not drift over land..."

As Sarudada confidently stated his plans, he suddenly saw a sturdy native woman who looked exhausted and wrapped in tattered leaves and old animal skins, supported by two panicked handymen, staggered into the bark house, delirious, with a weak breath, and shouted incoherently: "Salosa Headman, Salosa Headman, the enemy is coming...

Warships, warships, huge steel warships like sea monsters, thousands, thousands of warships, back, back, back..."

"What are you talking about, what warship...", a native man sitting on a blanket of animal skins with one eye and a wolf's head tattooed on his face stood up in surprise, rushed at the woman and roared, but by this time the native woman had already swallowed her last breath.

Seeing that the messenger was dead, the native man was stiff and silent for a while, and then suddenly turned his head and cast a solemn and suspicious gaze at Sarudada. Under his gaze, as if with a flame of fire, the old man of Hell smiled unnaturally and reluctantly, "Don't panic Salosa, I know what you're thinking, but that's not going to happen.

Think about it, how can a huge sea ship like a sea monster, or made of steel, float on the sea, and even if it can really float on the sea, how many people will need to rock it. How big a sail do you need to move forward?

If there is one such strange ship. It can also be explained that the 'sea spirits' who guard the enemy tribe have worked together to create a 'strange thing' with mana power in order to deter us, and thousands of ships are simply impossible..."

As he spoke, the Bark House was followed by the guards and a muddy and muddy Infernanite broke in. He fell to his knees and wailed, "Wise." Wisdom of Sarudada. The enemy did not transport troops in flying boats, but in black iron ships.

Those boats were as big as mountains and didn't use the power of the wind. Running faster than the mountain beasts on the sea, it didn't take much effort to smash our wooden boats, they all died, everyone died, only me, only me..."

Sarudada thought that kneeling and wailing was his own rather important samurai leader, and he was completely stunned, but the bear-headed ape-like spirit beside him reacted, stood up suddenly, and asked in a loud voice to the warrior who seemed to be in a trance, "When did they smash your warship?"

"Last night, last night when the moon was still overhead..."

"It's over, it's over..."Hearing this answer, the pupils of the spirit of the bear-headed ape's body shrank suddenly, turned around and slowly walked back to the position where he had just fallen, slumped on the animal skin stall, and muttered.

It was almost noon now, and half a day had passed since last night, and combined with the words of the woman who had delivered the letter just now, it was likely that the enemy had already crossed the line of defense of the tribal alliance by sea and began to annex the habitats of the tribes that were left only with women and children.

The sudden change of scenery was terrible, and there was a deathly silence in the bark house.

A few minutes later, a small and sharp native leader suddenly roared and stood up, "Even if 'Hazatulu' is bound to perish, I will be martyred on the battlefield, not stay in the treehouse and wait for death...", tore the animal skin wrapped around his body, and ran out of the treehouse.

"As a reshaper who has been worshipped by the tribe for one hundred and seventy seasons of reincarnation, of course I will go to destruction with the Tucsan tribe...", and then a spirit covered in rough bark stood up with a deep gaze, and walked out of the treehouse without anyone looking.

In this way, knowing that the return of the Dao will inevitably be killed, the remaining tribal leaders or guardian spirits of Scorpion Island are still either crazy or calmly leading the tribal warriors to meet their tragic fate.

Although they were in a desperate situation, these brave leaders and their unyielding subordinates still brought a lot of trouble to the Wuli Expeditionary Force, which had the upper hand in tactics and gained the upper hand, and it took nearly 50,000 sacrifices for the Wuli tribe to finally hold all the Scorpion Island, the third largest island in the Hell Sea, in the palm of their hands, and the number of Zhang Lisheng's followers reached an unprecedented 40 million.

It's a pity that the 'Wu' Dao Death Gate will break through the difficulty when it reaches the high level, and the young man who originally thought that the Battle of Unifying Scorpion Island would inevitably break through found that he still had a layer of window paper to be promoted from a witch to a witch.

Coupled with the discovery of charts from the extinct Darukot tribe that were far more detailed than the routes the 'Wuli' had explored on their own, greed and ambition prevented the youth from stopping the war.

There are still nearly 900,000 remaining expeditionary forces of 1.5 million people, and although the casualty rate is higher than when Wu Li expanded last time, the remaining 60-odd islands in the waters near Scorpion Island with a total area of about 1.2 million square kilometers are the largest.

So the battle of Scorpion Island has just been triumphed, and Zhang Lisheng is already planning which island in the nearby waters should be annexed first, opening the prelude to the conquest of the islands.

After selecting the target, Zhang Lisheng, who understood that although the hellenos and the earthlings were completely war-hungry 'war machines', the tiredness that penetrated into the bone marrow after repeated battles could not be overcome by willpower alone, and Zhang Lisheng, who really wanted to let Wu Li's army return to the journey, would need at least ten days of rest, did not rush to battle, but quietly ordered the whole army to rest.

During the rest of the expeditionary force, the young man who was ostensibly a member of the explorers of the 'Sea Shrimp No. 2 World Realm' could only carefully hide his identity and stay with the other explorers without showing the slightest smugness.

In fact, with the faith of tens of millions of believers as the backing, he is confident to face any strong enemy in the territory of 'Wu Li', but behind Someril, Alison and others are two powerful civilizations of Atlantis and Earth, and until the truth is revealed, Zhang Lisheng will naturally choose to entrust them with a false snake.

In the early morning of the third day after the end of the Battle of Scorpion Island, the sun was rising, and the bright sunlight was shining brightly, and over the 'Dragon Eagle Harbor' at the tail of the 'giant scorpion', an oval airship that had swelled up to a length of more than a kilometer and a width of more than 100 meters was slowly descending.

By specification, the airship was four times larger than the largest airship ever found on Earth, and the airbags were woven from giant spider silk that was incredibly flexible and absolutely impossible to ignite.

Under the airbag, a rope made of more than a dozen unique tree fibers, which is also made of giant spider silk mixed with more than a dozen unique tree fibers, is firmly fastened to a fully sealed pod made of wood unique to the 'Hell Island', which looks almost the same as a 'canoe', but is hundreds of times larger, and is not heavy, but has an unusually tough texture.

In front of the double-decker pod with an area of thousands of square meters, in front of the crystal window on the verandah on the ground floor, Zhang Lisheng overlooked the larger and larger harbor, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "After flying for a whole day and night, we finally arrived at Longying Harbor, Lieutenant Allison." ”

"Yes, Doctor, we have finally arrived," the beautiful black female officer beside the young man was not as good as him, looked at the complicated military watch on his wrist, and said in thought: "The length of Scorpion Island from east to west is 6,200 kilometers, and it took us twenty-five hours to reach the 'Scorpion Tail' from the part of the 'Scorpion Head'.

In this case, the preliminary calculation is that the speed of this giant airship researched by the Wuli people is more than 220 kilometers per hour, and the maximum load is estimated to be 250 tons at the bottom, which is already the load of ten B2 bombers..."

"Lieutenant Alison, do you even know how to know airships," Zhang Lisheng interrupted Allison's words in surprise, "The Federal Intelligence Officer is really knowledgeable, but although I don't understand it, I also know that two hundred and twenty kilometers per hour is an extremely high speed on the ground, but it is as slow as a turtle for a flying machine soaring in the sky."

Don't say that the load of this airship is equivalent to ten bombers, even if it is equivalent to a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand bombers, it has no military value, don't think nonsense.

By the way, have you thought about whether you want to continue to follow the next time the Wuli army goes out again?"

"I'm conflicting, Doctor, all the people who are going to look at the value of those terrestrial people before making a decision. Alison replied honestly, after a few months of getting along, the explorers of the 'Sea Shrimp No. 2 World Realm' have not become friends with each other, but the relationship is indeed a lot closer.

By this time, the airship had landed in the open space between the port and the indigenous city, and a few minutes later, the remaining six Atlanteans and eight Earth explorers walked out of the pod, in addition to the two linguists.

Although the battle of the conquest of Scorpion Island has only just ended, the 'Dragon Eagle Harbor' has been in the hands of 'Wu Li' for more than two months, and the 'Fengwu' has long been full of Wu Li style.

"It used to be a small fishing port, but now it's a magnificent port city, it's like magic," said Harman on a pergola in the spring weather, looking around the harbor full of steamships and the aboriginal city of the improved sturdy and wild bark houses. ”

Hearing the admiration of the CIA agent, Someril smiled and said, "Mr. Harman, there are hundreds of thousands of workers here who can work sixteen hours a day;

It is not surprising that thousands of engineers who are driving the 'partners' to engage in critical work in a certain way similar to modern construction machinery, and it is not surprising that in two months, such a large port was built. ”

As soon as the Atlantean woman finished speaking, several huge dragon eagles suddenly descended from the sky in front of the explorers. (To be continued......)