The steam ironclad ship was full of firepower, and the speed still couldn't meet Ye Zhiqiu's needs, and the arm-hugging man standing on the bow of the ship like a sea tiger raised his right index finger slightly, and immediately a free stonemason's experimental subject approached to listen to the edict of the demitheon.

"Signal the flag, send an order to everyone, I am ready to stir up the sea, create a huge current, and push the steam ironclad ship into a wild rage, so that they will stay on the ship, and it is better not to move around at will. Fall into the sea, but no one will save you!"

The free stonemason exclusive to Ye Zhiqiu, the most loyal servant immediately went down to give the order, and as the standard-bearer made a series of gestures, the ironclad battleship following behind suddenly adjusted in a panic, especially the people walking around on the deck, lest they really fall into the sea, so they all found a rope to fix themselves firmly.

Most of them, though, went back to their cabins, found permanently fixed beds, and were ready to solve the problem with sheets.

At the same time, Ye Zhiqiu jumped up, like an albatross with its wings outstretched, standing alone on the bow statue before, observing the hydrological situation of the Levant Sea, and roughly feeling the massive amount of fresh water in the Nailuo River, a series of salt rises and falls, cold and warm water cycles, and ocean current convection phenomena caused by the continuous rush into the sea area.

"Let's start with a big vortex vortex to accelerate!"

Ye Zhiqiu quietly came to the sea ten kilometers in front of the fleet, clenched his fist and threw a punch downward, and the countless electric tentacles of the Emperor's Amazing Jellyfish Fist suddenly spread out.

Smooth as a mirror, only the undulating sea surface suddenly collapsed downward, the more concentrated the fist power of the part of the depression, coupled with the stirring of the tangible qi current jellyfish tentacles, a huge whirlpool that caused countless ships to have a headache officially took shape.

The clockwise vortex grabbed everything that passed, dragged it into the whirlpool sea, and then pressed hard into the bottom of the sea, and handed over the huge unmatched water pressure to destroy it completely.

This is a cage dedicated to restraining sea fighters, for Ye Zhiqiu, the sea fighters who have seen the true body of the body and have some understanding of their strength are enough for him to have time to come up with a way to target them.

It didn't take long for the steam ironclad ships to approach one after another, and under the command of Ye Zhiqiu, they slowly cut into the range of the whirlpool, and after making a big circle, with the help of the high-speed swirling vortex, at a high speed of more than twice the normal speed, they quickly sailed towards the destination Crete.

The 30,000 mad dogs who stayed on the ship didn't care at first, but when the ship under their feet accelerated violently, their bodies pulled back fiercely, like a thirty-five-yard iron horse motorcycle rider, stepping on the accelerator at once, and the acceleration blasted to seventy yards of God blocking and killing God.

Those who thought they were safe in their work fell on the deck one after another, turning into gourds rolling on the iron-clad oak, and their faces were swollen and very embarrassed.

As for the person who traps himself with a rope, if the rope is a little thinner, it is also the rhythm of breaking on the spot and the whole person flying backwards.

The only safe place was in the cabin, where at least they had a fixed bed to lean on, with sheets to tie themselves firmly to avoid being thrown out.

It is not without that there are unfortunate people who do not believe in evil and take off on the spot, in mid-air, in vain trying to grab something, but they quickly fall into the sea and drown in the turquoise waves.

Even if someone is lucky enough to avoid the turbulence rolled up by the propeller, the ironclad ships that follow one after another, but the steel war beasts pushed by tens of thousands of horsepower will be injured if they rub a little, and they will die if they touch.

When Ye Zhiqiu saw this scene, he couldn't help but think of the warship impact punch in the "Military Road Killing Fist", the highest is the nuclear-powered aircraft carrier Ford Fist, which can roughly hit 200,000 horsepower. The ordinary battleship Nagato Fist, that is also a big move starting with 100,000 horsepower.

"When the vortex leaves the maelstrom, the range will weaken, and the steam ironclad ship will slide down according to inertia, and the speed of the ship will only slowly decrease. Maybe I could have a big whirlpool every twenty kilometers, but that would be stupid. It is a long-term solution to be good at borrowing external forces and getting help from the all-encompassing nature. ”

Ye Zhiqiu continued to observe the impact of the maelstrom on the ocean currents in the Levant Sea, and sure enough, he found that the constantly surging undercurrents under the sea surface had changed, and he secretly pondered for a moment and immediately understood.

Guiding the fleet in a straight line is not the fastest way to reach its destination, and it is better to take a long detour and take the migration of the Levant Rim.

In that case, what are you waiting for. Ye Zhiqiu immediately caught up with the steam ironclad ship at the front, informed everyone through the flag, and then changed the course, sure enough, the slowly descending speed stabilized, and began to ascend.

The naval commander of the Desert Empire can't wait to kneel on the ground and lick the boots of the demigod's palace, a faster and more convenient channel is drawn and formed under Ye Zhiqiu's guidance, this will be a huge military merit, a matter of promotion to military rank, okay!

As a result, dozens of kilometers farther than the original straight line, the fleet successfully arrived at its destination, Crete, which was attached to the kingdom of Gris, two hours ahead of schedule.

30,000 mad dogs came out of the cage, and some of them didn't even wait for the ironclad ship to dock, they jumped into the sea and swam ashore on the water.

Crete is a long and narrow island running east-west, 260 kilometers long from east to west, 55 kilometers wide at its widest point from north to south, and 12 kilometers at its narrowest, with an area of about 8,300 square kilometers. To the north is rolling hills, while the rest of the area is mostly rugged and mountainous.

The vanguard regiment of the Western Expeditionary Army landed on the beach in the south of Crete, on a gentle terrain, and was "warmly welcomed" by thousands of warriors of the indigenous people.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't pay much attention to the battle of these mortals, but was looking at the guardian of Crete, the minotaur in the labyrinth, maybe a silver saint with Minotaur as the prototype, or the best of the underworld fighters.

It's a pity that the defeat of the Cretan Sea fighter Setus has caused a lot of effects, at least on the island of Crete, Ye Zhiqiu has not found an opponent who can match the first battle.

"Life, it's really lonely!"

30,000 mad dogs came out of the cage, the indigenous people stubbornly resisted to the end, and the two sides launched a long offensive and defensive line of nearly seven kilometers in front of Ye Zhiqiu's eyes.

There are free stonemasons with wooden arrows all over their bodies, exerting the power of the "Absolute Realm", and blasting out a cannonball-like fist with one punch, overturning the archery array not far in front of him. There are also test subjects who open the door in their bodies, and they open their mouths and roar like thunder, killing more than a dozen poor worms whose blood vessels burst.

The defenders originally thought that they were dealing with just ordinary people, but they did not expect that the slaves who were stimulated, especially the fanatics of the free stonemasons, in order to regain their freedom, went crazy and killed all the enemies in front of them.

Flesh and blood flew, swords and swords flew, and most of the people who fell were natives in cowhide armor, and everything they had, for the slaves who had nothing to lose, was wealth looted for spoils of war.

When an enemy falls, he will soon be stripped of the goblins, and his bracers, leather boots, and valuable leather armor will be immediately transferred to the victor.

The corpses of the dead piled up, the blood flowed incessantly, and the white sand beach was quickly dyed red, and the bloody gas attracted sharks to enter the sea, turning the sea south of Crete into a "shark beach" with countless knife fins.